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Weekly Genealogy Blogging Prompt #1: Photos

These ideas for genealogy blog entries come from “Jump Start Your Genealogy Blog. 52 ideas. 52 weeks” by Amy Coffin at We Tree (http://wetree.blogspot.com), via the Genea-Bloggers group on Facebook.  This week’s assignment (well, technically last week – due Saturday) was to “upload your favorite picture and talk about it on your blog. Answer the who/what/when/where/why of the subject matter and explain why it is your favorite.”  I will actually be using two photos.

This first picture is a five generation photo taken in 1977.  The baby is me, a little under a year old.  My father, Michael Grant Hait Sr. (holding me) is about 23 years old.  My grandfather, Myron Grant Hait Jr. (next to my father) was 50 years old.  He was just about to begin a battle with cancer (lymphoma) that would go into remission for over 20 years.  It finally came back in 2000, and unfortunately would be too much the next year.  He died July 14, 2001, a week following his 74th birthday (July 7) and two weeks after my grandparents’ 50th wedding anniversary (June 30).  Next to him is my great-grandmother Gladys Mabel (Burnham) Hait.  I remember visiting her in Ballston Spa, New York when I was younger – she had shelves of home-made jams and preserves in the cellar.  Very delicious!  She died in June 1994, the same month I graduated high school, and I am glad to have been able to have known her.  I still have a letter from her from 1986, when I was just 9 years old, telling me the story of her great-aunt, “Silent Becky” Jones – a local celebrity in Ballston Spa in the decades around the Civil War.  This letter was part of my introduction to genealogy, and I have not looked back since!  Next to her is my great-great-grandmother, Mabel Lucille (Feulner) Burnham Thompson.  Born in 1887, she survived until the age of 1990 at the age of 103!

This second photo is also five generations:  In this one, the baby is my grandfather, Myron Hait (above).  The photo was taken ca. 1928-1930, judging by his age.  He is being held by his mother, Gladys (above).  In the front right is my great-great-grandmother Mabel, here about 40 or so.  In the front left is her mother Minnie (James) Feulner, wife of Philip Feulner, who immigrated with his family from Germany to New York (through Castle Garden) when he was 9 years old.  In the front center is my 4 x great-grandmother, Emma (Benjamin) James, wife of George James, a Civil War veteran who enlisted once, was injured and sent home, then re-enlisted and served until the end of the war.

The reason I chose these photos is that they illustrate my love for genealogy.  In these two photos, you can see a total of seven generations.  For those who think genealogy or history is irrelevant, or too remote to be important, I can look at these two photos and see just how real this is.  From myself to the Civil War is just six other people, four of whom I knew and loved.  Genealogy brings history to life; it makes it real.

Just for Fun – “I’m My Own Grandpa”

These song lyrics are hilarious!  And I have seen some family trees that show the same convoluted reasoning.
 
"I’m My Own Grandpa" – Lyrics by Dwight Latham and Moe Jaffe
 
Oh, many, many years ago
When I was twenty-three,
I was married to a widow
Who was pretty as can be.
This widow had a grown-up daughter
Who had hair of red.
My father fell in love with her
And soon the two were wed.
 
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
For my daughter was my mother
‘Cause she was my father’s wife.
To complicate the matter,
Though it really brought me joy,
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy.
 
This little baby then became
A brother-in-law to Dad,
And so became my uncle,
Though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle,
Then that also made him brother
Of the widow’s grown-up daughter
Who of course is my step-mother.
 
CHORUS
I’m my own grandpa
I’m my own grandpa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
Oh, I’m my own grandpa
 
My father’s wife then had a son
Who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandchild
For he was my daughter’s son.
My wife is now my mother’s mother
And it makes me blue
Because although she is my wife,
She’s my grandmother too.
 
Now if my wife is my grandmother
Then I’m her grandchild,
And every time I think of it,
It nearly drives me wild.
For now I have become
The strangest case you ever saw
As husband of my grandma,
I am my own grandpa.

Introduction to “Tricks of the Tree” genealogy blog!

Welcome to the first edition of the "Tricks of the Tree" genealogy research blog!
 
The goal of this blog is to share my experience – and future experiences – in family history research.  I hope to bring you tips and techniques, new resources, and case studies from my own research, and occasionally other topics.
 
I have been conducting research on my own family since I was 9 years old, and have been conducting research for others for the last several years.  I have written several articles for Family Chronicle magazine, and am the creator of the Family History Research Toolkit CD-ROM, published by Genealogical Publishing Co.
 
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