My dad’s mother — my grandmother and namesake — was the youngest girl of 11 children, six boys and five girls altogether. The oldest was Clara, whom we heard from in a prior post. In the course of packing for our move to Minnesota, my progress is being continuously sidetracked by finding old photos, notes… Read More A Letter From Nanna
In our last episode of Feeding of Folly, the blogger hinted she was “busy,” and therefore would have difficulty posting on a regular basis. “Busy with what?” readers demanded. She didn’t say. The only morsel she offered was that for the next few weeks, she would be supplementing her blog posts with found writings from… Read More Visitors to the Parsonage: Goatmen, Drunkards, and Convicts
This is it, folks, it’s time for our Big Reveal! The moment we throw open our family closet and shine a light on that bullet-ridden skeleton we’ve got hiding in there. Just who is this infamous relative we referred to and oh-so-cleverly illustrated in last week’s post? I’ll tell you! Only first, let’s give a… Read More My Infamous Relative Revealed! Plus, Some Thoughts on Family Pride
Several years ago my older sister was complaining about how we weren’t related to anyone famous. “There’s no one we can brag about,” she said. “We’re just a bunch of farmers and teachers.” “Au contraire,” I said in my worst French accent. “We are indeed related to someone famous.” (Or rather, infamous.) I gave her… Read More Guess My (In)Famous Relative!
If you remember, a few weeks back I told you about a book I found called “Pioneer Memoirs” — a home-published item made by some of my relatives on my dad’s side. I’ve been having fun looking through it and I’ll probably be sharing a few things with you as the mood strikes me. (Consider… Read More More on My Family History: The Cheaters, Lovers, and Jerks