When I began researching my family history about fifteen years ago, I knew very little about the early origins of my paternal family. My surname was Irish in origin, as was my paternal grandmother’s maiden name, and as far as I was aware, my ancestors had not been in..
Continue readingAs the holidays come and go, I often find myself reflecting on the family members who have shaped my life and the stories that connect generations. Of course, I think of my mother, but also of my maternal grandmother, Marylynn Moore Hickey. My grandmother was an..
Continue reading →A few years before the death of my father, Frank Dwyer, in 2015, he described a harrowing incident he witnessed outside his home during the early days of World War II. Dad grew up in Fall River, Massachusetts, on a property his Cassidy grandparents, Irish immigrants..
Continue reading →My 2nd-great-grandfather Ephraim Chamberlain had an interesting career as a photographer. Traditional genealogical research showed that he was born in Sweden, Oxford County, Maine, on 11 August 1843 and died in Wakefield, Middlesex County, Massachusetts, on 22 October..
Continue reading →Frank Caleb Stowell’s American craftsman home in Medford, Massachusetts, circa 1911-1920
Continue reading →Mural in Oswego, Kansas, depicting the Osage village of White Hair circa 1841 (via Wikimedia Commons)
Continue reading →“Clubbed in Rent Riots”—while digging online for information about my great-great-grandparents, this sensationalistic headline from The Baltimore Sun leapt out of the screen, grabbing my attentionmore than one hundred years after it was first published.
Continue reading →A barefooted Lucille Coffin, date unknown.
Names are the bedrock of family history research. Finding, sorting, and verifying them takes time. Shared names between generations can cause confusion—such as in the case of professional baseball player Wilmer Flores, whose..
Continue reading →Omaha Beach, 6 June 1944. By Robert F. Sargent
The world will pause today to remember the events in France which occurred eighty years ago during “Operation Overlord”—better remembered as D-Day. Many fine young men would not come home to their families from those..
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