A Family Tapestry

  I was not kidding the other day when I quipped, " The dog ate my research ." In the midst of a summer-long dog-sitting obligatio...

  Sometimes, it just pays to look more closely at those hundred-year-old documents we peruse for family history purposes. If nothing else, t...

  It is a rare occasion when a young person chooses to attend any of our local genealogical society meetings. Still, that is often the topic...

  After seeing what little could be found on an ancestor from governmental documents of the early 1800s, the idea was to garner resources fr...

  My husband, ever the comedian, likes to corral the family—something akin to herding cats—and at the point when we should have left for a ...

Tally Simpson, the voracious letter writer from the Confederate front of the Civil War, died before the close of hostilities. He never retu...

It all started because someone took the time to write the names on the back of a photo. And so it is that the story of William and Kat...

From time to time, I run across fellow genealogy enthusiasts who share their one disappointment with me: that they have no one to whom they...

I've just returned from visiting the Freedom Tower in New York City. It's both a sobering reminder of an occurrence we'll nev...

There are skills a genealogist possesses that can sometimes be cross-applied to other research pursuits. Over this holiday weekend, on an o...

It may seem a strange project to select—the one I mentioned yesterday about transferring genealogical data from my antiquated XP-driven co...

Yesterday was one of those days we family historians clamor to find, written up, about our forebears, but not necessarily one we like to pa...

Does your family history include any life stories that ended abruptly with a last party? If you've been following A Family Tapestry ...

There is a program in our city, run by the local Chamber of Commerce, dedicated to training young up-and-coming leaders from a wide spectru...

A Detroit woman, who suddenly found herself a single mom needing to support two sons, went to work as a domestic servant in the homes of th...

I can't blame you if you had assumed, after reading yesterday's post at A Family Tapestry , that I would now delve into finding th...

If you live in a country which, once, had the habit of celebrating this time of the season as a holiday, you may recall the traditions tha...

When it comes to everyday activities, I spend a lot of my time, working in my home office. I guess you could say I don’t get out much. So ...

Whether you are celebrating Easter today—Resurrection Day, as many prefer to call it—or have been celebrating Passover this past week, y...

I remember Mr. Yung. He lived in one of those dark yet stately Victorian homes lining the street just north of my childhood church. At m...