Taking a break from our regularly scheduled program (Letters from Leonard, Iowa) to bring you snippets of some other blogs I read on a regular basis. Content referenced by permission or with the author’s tacit approval (meaning they should be grateful for the huge volume of readers about to come their way ).

First, from Genea-Musings and our friend Randy Seaver, a subject near and dear to my heart — >The Online Family Trees Conundrum…

Fair warning, this is the third of four parts of a letter mailed from Leonard, Iowa, in March of 1901. In this section, Daniel Leonard describes what he saw and learned while visiting three of his eight siblings in Delaware, Marion, and Lorain Counties, Ohio.

“…We spent three or four days in Marion and Delaware counties looking for Shropshire sheep but to my disappointment I found none, but I saw one of the finest herds of Red Polls perhaps in Ohio, at least the finest I ever saw. Professor Curtis had passed them on and he knows….”

Early on in my family history research, I had the impression that my great-great-grandfather was either estranged from his birth family or completely cut off from the civilized world. That impression was based on the lack of evidence that they had communicated or visited one another.

Turns out I couldn’t have been more wrong, as demonstrated by the following letter mailed from Leonard, Iowa (the post office named in Uncle Dan’s honor) to the editor of the Adams County (Iowa) Free Press…

Those of us of a certain age fondly recall the days of vacation or holiday “road trips.” In the days before the price of gasoline reached triple digits, i.e. when it cost less than a dollar a gallon, it wasn’t unheard of to drive for days on end to reach a particular destination.

Family road trips usually concluded at a relative’s house. Collegiate road trips often had no destination at all other than, uh, the open road.

Road trips came back to me as I read an open letter my great-great-grandfather had written back in 1901.

Have you been watching NBC’s Who Do You Think You Are? Whuddya think? Good, bad, or indifferent, it seems to have stirred the public’s imagination. ———————————– It never fails. The minute I write something to the effect that I don’t have the time or temperament to keep blogging, along comes something that I just have [...]