There is nothing like the death of someone you love that rocks your world and makes you think about your life. My dad died on May 14, 2006, Mother's Day. When it happened there were a few immediate disappointments that hit me. The proverbial "I wish I would have" type things. The main thing was to pick my dads brain about all the earliest history I could.
So I've turned into a bit of a detective, or some may say a historian, for family matters. So far this web page is a random collection of my findings and observations. Eventually I will orgainize them into some order.