I keep thinking, what else do I need, other than solve a few brick walls. Well yes, I could fix up some sources that were done 15 or so years ago...and I do, when I find them. Within the past several months, I've had a number of people write offering to do this and that for me, including sending me ledger pages with my ancestors names, and several wonderful "new" friends who have helped with cemetery photos and research. How nice, and I could get used to any help, as long as I help others, it isn't all take and no give.
My new way of doing research has been reading blogs, over 150 now, and I've gotten wonderful bits of information that have helped me. The most recent help was from Marian Pierre-Louis of The Symbolic Past. She posts New England cemetery photos, and I really pay attention to the names as well as all her locations. Whenever there is a name of a town that sounds familiar, I always check my genealogy software database to see if I have anybody from that area. One time, I discovered I had a Kilborn buried in a town where she took several photos, and the second time, she posted a cemetery photo of my direct ancestor and, I didn't even know that my Brooks was buried at that cemetery. It turns out there were 3 generations of Brooks there, and I was so excited that my husband and I went to that cemetery the other day to take my own photos. Marian didn't know she was helping me twice, it was just my paying attention to names and locations that did the trick.
One of the strangest things happened last night, as I posted the piece about The Wedding, which had nothing to with the Clinton wedding, but was about the town my ancestors lived many years ago. Ancestry.com sent me a notice that there was a possible match for two of family members. Sure, I thought, since most times I already have the information. But, not this time. There were two U.S. Passport Applications, 1795-1925 that I hadn't seen. One for my great-grandmother and a great-aunt. And...there were passport photos as well! I had no idea what they looked like at the ages of 67 and 32. Don't have to tell you how excited I was. My great-grandmother's application is below.