February 2014
Wow! I'm finally going! For years I've wanted to visit Ireland, the place of my paternal grandmother's people. But why go if I don't know where in Ireland my ancestors lived? Of course, it didn't have to be so hard to find out. After all, my Aunt Kathleen traveled to Ireland in the 1970's. I visited her in Montana a few years later and she showed me her photos with her first cousins there. Now if only I had known that one day I would have an interest in all things genealogical. But no; didn't think to ask any of the many questions I now have! So I have no idea where she visited in Ireland and who those strangers were in the pictures. But all was not lost! I came across doodled notes from a phone call with my Dad from probably 20 years ago. (By then, I must have had a inkling that my ancestors could be interesting.) So with hints from my Dad and with the research I've done, the time is right. And with a gift of tickets, let's go!
