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on โ20-07-2011 10:56 AM
I don;t have a family skeleton as much as an error.
I decided to research my family.......the Only information I ahd was my grandfathers name and my grandmothers christian name as my parent died when I was young.
After thinking I must come from aliens because I couldn't;t find ANYTHING, I finally started making headway.
I was very excited when I found our original ancestor was a convict and came from a small village in England......population about 240.....and about 2/3 of those were of this surname.
There were two people born in the same village within months of each other with exactly the same name.
I took one look at one of the parents and decided then that particular one was not mine.
I spend the next 12 months tracking that family and had managed to put about 300 people in my tree....and I was quite pleased with myself.
and then one day this person off ancestry contacted mea nd said he was sorry but I had made a mistake in my tree.
I was so darn sure I was right....and kind of hinted to this person that the error was not mine.
well many emails later.....and copies of his family bible.....yep he was right...I was so wrong.
I was so devastated that I nearly gave it all away.....I just couldn't face all that time and effort were for nothing.
My husband and children knew how I felt about all the work I had put into this and paid for a professional researcher to look into my family for my birthday.
And yep....the other guy who I has decided in a second was not mine was mine...........and a cousin of the other one who I had claimed first.....so all my work was not for nothing.
And my lesson was.......pride....I had decided because the other guy was illegitimate that he was not mine.
And I can say now I have investigated all his life I am proud he is mine.....he face horrible starvation that made him steal....which was something very much against his nature.......he never saw his country....wife and twin daughters again....he wife lost the child she was carrying when he was arrested.
Yet he never lost faith...he became a lay preacher here.....and had 16 children......and ironically all his sons became Policemen here.
Gee that is a bit of waffle isn;t it.
on โ20-07-2011 10:57 AM
when I was about 20 I had ordered my ggg/fathers death certificate..and went into the city to collect it..
i had a fair bit of family background stories on him, so he was someone I had thought about a LOT..
I couldnt wait to look at the certificate so went over to one of the chairs in the waiting room & sat down to read ..
and I will never forget how I was utterly shocked as the words 'died from a self-inflicted wound to the throat' jumped out at me
:O
:-(
i was so SO sad
:_|
on โ20-07-2011 11:04 AM
The convict was a woman, so I imagine she had a wonderful time at each of the ports ๐
The death of the baby, I have great sympathy for the mother. Like one of you said, we have no idea what went through her mind. I did view the court records and she claims the baby was stillborn, yet the Coroner said otherwise.
Toon my great grandfather was known as Jack, yet his name was Abraham...go figure!
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