I continue in my genealogical research, and I have even managed to connect with someone else regarding a common ancestor. It took some searching, but appears that this informant and I are first cousins, twice removed, which I have never heard of before. In any case, it is a refreshing feeling to gather information about relevant history as opposed to digging up dirt on a soon-to-be ex-spouse for a client. Still, I am quite effective at both investigative purposes.
Except for very recent relatives, it is interesting to note that almost none of my relatives died in the same vicinity in which they were born. I suppose that this is a testament to the westward movement that dominated the nineteenth century, but going from Ohio to Missouri during those times was much more difficult than it is today. To ride in any other way but rail must have been dangerous and rugged. Rail fare could not have been cheap, at least not for the massive working class. I expect that the approximate reasons for this much movement will reveal itself to me as my research continues, but even if it does not, general history of the time and place can give me circumstantial evidence for my relatives westward move.
My hair is longer now than it has been since at least high school. When I worked at the pharmacy, I recall my hair being enough to cover my eyes at some point. While my hair is not that long right now, it is longer than it usually happens to be. I think that the beginning of thinning of hair has me reconsidering being so eager to get a buzz.
Anyhow, I have a week full of work ahead of me. I need to get some sleep so that I can actually have some measure of focus. Until we speak again, I remain very truly yours.
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