I was named after my father Donald Frederick Malter. I could tell you about my father, but it might comprise a book, and its last page is far from written. My middle name is Louise. As I ponndering the prompt, “Namesake,” I realized how little […]
I wish I had a unique legend but, like about half the genealogists I know, there is a Native American in the woodpile. A good number of people I know are flabbergasted to learn that they’ve been hoodwinked by family lore. According to my mother, […]
Not that long ago, I believed with all of my being that my heritage was German, Swedish and French, and that my great-grandmother was a Cherokee princess descended from Pocahontas. When my son, who rarely displays an interest in anything besides video games, said he’d […]
Kim is one of my dearest friends, and my cousin. We might never have met if not for Ancestry. I took a DNA test hoping to learn more about my maternal great-great-grandmother Lucy Green. When I received my results, I logged onto Ancestry.com and found […]