I hadn't read a dog story since Rin Tin Tin was on television, but browsing through a list of feel good books at my library's site lead me to Scent of the Missing, by Susannah Charleson. The cover picture caught my eye, so I clicked and was hooked.
The book has everything you could want in a mystery: an English manor full of bickering relatives all of whom would benefit from the death of one of them—who is soon found dead inside a locked room.
A few weeks ago, in the review of Toured To Death, I made fun of the "damsel in distress" motif that I kept coming across in modern mystery stories. Now, having read Georgette Heyer's Why Shoot a Butler?, I might have to eat my words. This lady gets it right.
James D Hamilton was not found in any of the following:
Henry Billups was last known to be alive in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, in January and February 1890.
Before 1775: Lived for sometime in Rhode Island ... 1775: Living in the area of present day Bangor, then called Kenduskeag Plantation.
In the last two articles, I looked at the shortcomings of the DNA research into our Hamilton line. In this article, I will take a look at the positive side. What have we gained?
My sister recently tested the autosomal DNA of a cousin on our mother's side. A person inherits autosomal DNA from both their mother and father, unlike y-DNA which comes only from their father.
I ask Fields family members and experts in early North Carolina, Tennessee, and Kentucky genealogy to be patient with me and this article.
The legend among the Irish for the longest time was that they "came from Spain." You could say it was the mother of all family stories.
While looking through the Irish Catholic parish registers, I found this entry ...
A while ago my cousin sent me a number of photographs of our family ... This picture of Kilmore Quay Post Office is one of them.
A while ago I decided I was tired of handcrafting an individual .php file every time I added an article to this website. So I decided to shop around again for a static site generator.
This is not your grandfather's Ramblin' Boy. And the lyrics are not from the versions by Tom Paxton or Joan Baez. Listening to Tom Paxton after this is like listening to Pat Boone sing "Blueberry Hill."
in 1911 Lottie Orton of Hastings, Nebraska, received a postcard from her cousin Mary Orton of Fall River, Massachusetts. The question is, can we find any more evidence that Lottie and Mary's fathers were brothers?
In September 1911, Miss Lottie Orton, of Hastings, Nebraska, received a postcard from her cousin Mary Orton, postmarked Sakonnet, Rhode Island. The message read:
On July 21, 1908, a postcard was sent to William Boyd of Edendoit, Pomeroy, County Tyrone, Ireland, from his daughter Elizabeth in Philadelphia. It read ...
Having found James McAneny's death record, I was inspired to keep going on the family. Here is his brother Michael's naturalization card. As far as I can tell, this was some kind of summary of information made after the fact, along with the immigrant's current address.
I had the opportunity to look at two old Bibles which apparently once belonged to members of the Hellier family of Bangor, Maine. They are in a private collection and are not for sale. I am presenting the family record information here for the benefit of anyone concerned.
While I was going back through the information on my mother's side of the family, I solved one mystery: what ever happened to Catherine Rodgers' first husband, James McAneny?
My great grandfather Ned Rodgers usually had a boarder or two in his house at 4025 East 89th, Cleveland–in addition to his family of nine–and his daughter Margaret Cushing kept up the tradition. In 1920 she had a boarder named Con Keating ...
Jacob Snider of Waynesboro, Pennsylvania, was born June 10, 1826, in Bavaria . . . His experience during the American Civil War shows that there was a third way of looking at things during this time in our country's history. I will let his grandson tell the story:
This website includes a picture of the 1922 second grade class at Holy Name Parish on Broadway on the southeast side of Cleveland. My mother was in that class and identified most of the children in the picture. She identified the fourth young woman from our left in the last row as Genevieve Parle. There was a Genevieve Parle living in the area who is most likely her.