Some of you know, and for those that don’t, I’ve been doing genealogy (yes, that is the proper spelling) for some 25 odd years and ran a privately held library for 7 years. Several years ago I slowed down my research to focus on other things…. family (the live ones), real estate and music but genealogy is always on my desk, which explains my desk.
Today in the mail was a wonderful surprise from a distant cousin in Norway, Ole Gladhaug. Years ago I sent him some research I did on my Norwegian ancestors and in return, he sent me a lovely book. What struck me tho, was the first thing I read when I opened it.
“Anne and Ole had one daughter and ten sons, but six or seven of the boys died in infancy. Thus, only the daughter and three or four of the sons survived to adulthood. ”
Ann and Ole are my great- great- grandparents.
As we move through our busy, connected lives, statements on the reality of the past, for me, tend to put things in perspective.