I recently drove from Maryland to New England for a week of genealogical research with the NEHGS Research Tour in Hartford. I went up a day early to start my week with a day in..
Continue readingWell, I have not yet finished the blue banyan that I promised my husband back..
Continue reading →In addition to laying foundations for progress, over the past ten years NEHGS has greatly increased an already-impressive collection. Better..
Continue reading →Adding up the scores for my analysis of The Phelps Family of America:
Author(s): 1
Peer review: 0
Format: 4
Scope: 7
Citations: 1
Completeness: 7
Continue reading →A common story among Americans is that their immigrant ancestors changed their names (or had their names changed) upon arrival to the United States in order to make their names sound more “American.” This can make researching..
Continue reading →In the Summer 2017 issue of Mayflower Descendant, we published an interesting article by NEHGS member Gregory J. Weinig entitled “Elisha Freeman of Provincetown, Massachusetts (ca. 1758/9-1825).”[1] The article clarified his age and parentage (establishing his mother..
Continue reading →[Editor's note: This blog post originally appeared in Vita Brevis on 22 July 2016.]
Growing up in Westerly, Rhode Island, a town in which more than 30% of residents identify as having Italian ancestry, I was always surrounded..
Continue reading →Next week’s fifth anniversary of the Boston Marathon bombing is sure to bring back strong emotions for many NEHGS members and staff. While I was..
Continue reading →Continuing with my assessment of The Phelps Family of America:
Scope: The work traces Phelps-named males through the ninth generation as well as some female descendants born with the Phelps surname to their children, and occasionally further through a grandchild with a..
Continue reading →We all have them. Yes, images of individuals from long ago staring back at us as we work our way through the branches of our family tree. I don’t know about you, but I often hope I..
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