Common surnames such as Smith are adventuresome when it comes to our personal family history. A key factor that many family historians devour is the concentration on the surname itself. An example […]
Genealogy & The Common Surname
Grandpa Said We Have Cherokee In Our Family Tree
When I was little, my Grandpa always said his mother’s side of the family had Cherokee blood running through their veins. My great grandmother’s surname is Noah and many Noah family trees […]
The Old Mathis Place
One of my favorite stories to hear while growing up in North Carolina involved an area near my Grandparents home in Surry County. My first memory of hearing this story stems from […]
History & Genealogy-Welcome The Embrace
A personal note from my desk as I feel compelled to share with you the true path of your family history. As you struggle to honor the facts of your relative’s worldly […]
The Words of Our Ancestors
All through the years of researching many words and sayings that were unfamiliar to me would make their presence known. The atmosphere and social climate of years past are very much different […]
Understanding Our Ancestors-Feelings Discovered Among Research
There are times when a family historian is unable to locate the paper trail and questions quickly come to mind. It would seem to many that a person without paper documents, marriage, […]
Cemeteries-The Real Hunt
Back when I first got started with my family genealogy, I would speak about it with my immediate family. My aunts and uncles, grandparents and great grandmother were all approached with my […]
Stringing Tobacco-The Talk At The Barn
Little did I know that my experiences with working in tobacco as a kid in rural North Carolina would inspire me to write about it many years later. At the time, I […]
Grandma & Grandpa’s Love Letters (Part Two)
The ending of part one of this series portrayed Grandma returning to her home in Stokes County, NC and Grandpa continuing to his home in Kernersville, Forsyth County, NC. They promised each […]
Grandpa and Grandma’s Love Letters (Part One)
When I was little, I often visited my grandparents. I would stand back as Grandpa chopped wood so fast and precise that within a few minutes, many pieces lay on the ground […]
