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Oct. 2nd, 2006 09:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
textileowlSo I innocently started looking into family geneology because I had been told that I was eligible for Daughters of America through my mom's dad side of the family. Now I had been planning on doing so for some time, but had never found the time. I don't often see this side of the family. My grandpa has been dead since my mom was about seven, a freak accident involving doing eletrical work at the church park, and so while I remember going to see my great-grandmother vaguely before she died, the last time I saw anyone was at a family reunion a number of years ago.
For me, with three great-grandmothers still alive and mostly well at the age of 87 or close to it (they were all born in the same year), not having this huge chunk of family history is sorta strange. And yes, my generations are short, I'm twenty-one and the oldest of four children. My mother is forty and so is my dad. Grandparents are in the late 50's to mid 60 range, and my niece, Lyn is nearly nine months old. Everyone can do the math.
So anyway, I went searching because Mom and Grandma had visited one of the aunts, that doesn't live in Southpoint anymore, because she was in town and this started the mini-hunt that is now why I can actively start DAR applications.
I found a chunk of a book published during the Southpoint Centennial that lists my grand-dad and his siblings by name, a couple of pictures of interest and a quick review of how my ancestors practically help found Southpoint.
My great-grandmother is the white-haired woman left of center in this photo
E.E. Brubaker was my something-something great-grandfather. Mom, you know how many greats?
And finally, the firetruck in this flood picture, is sitting in the barn at my grandparent's place. Grandpa bought it for about $100 in an auction during college.
Grandpa, and other male members of my family were also Masons, which I remember Mom telling me a couple of times.
This was my fun history lesson for the evening.
And I did retrieve my cd from the printer with minimal damage.
Now I go to bed.
For me, with three great-grandmothers still alive and mostly well at the age of 87 or close to it (they were all born in the same year), not having this huge chunk of family history is sorta strange. And yes, my generations are short, I'm twenty-one and the oldest of four children. My mother is forty and so is my dad. Grandparents are in the late 50's to mid 60 range, and my niece, Lyn is nearly nine months old. Everyone can do the math.
So anyway, I went searching because Mom and Grandma had visited one of the aunts, that doesn't live in Southpoint anymore, because she was in town and this started the mini-hunt that is now why I can actively start DAR applications.
I found a chunk of a book published during the Southpoint Centennial that lists my grand-dad and his siblings by name, a couple of pictures of interest and a quick review of how my ancestors practically help found Southpoint.
My great-grandmother is the white-haired woman left of center in this photo
E.E. Brubaker was my something-something great-grandfather. Mom, you know how many greats?
And finally, the firetruck in this flood picture, is sitting in the barn at my grandparent's place. Grandpa bought it for about $100 in an auction during college.
Grandpa, and other male members of my family were also Masons, which I remember Mom telling me a couple of times.
This was my fun history lesson for the evening.
And I did retrieve my cd from the printer with minimal damage.
Now I go to bed.