![]() ![]() ![]() When somebody posts something on a blog about one of their ancestors, I find it just as interesting as if it were one of my own ancestors–which is to say that it is interesting for whatever it is and not for how it is related to me.Īctually, the other day on this blog, Kevin Barney posted The Memoir of Elizabeth Lee. One random person who lived a long time ago is as interesting to me as the next random person who lived a long time ago. That’s what I mean by “not interested.” It isn’t that I don’t care about people who lived a long time ago I just don’t specifically care about people who lived a long time ago who begat or birthed people who begat or birthed people who begat or birthed people who begat or birthed me. Theoretically, I have plenty of time now to devote to researching my ancestors, if I were inclined toward such an activity, but my point is that I’m not, because I’m just not interested. Just so we’re clear, I am NOT saying that I feel guilty for not doing my genealogy, so you don’t need to tell me that there are seasons in life and when my children are a little older, I will have more time to devote to researching my ancestors. ![]() Here’s a thing about me that isn’t very Mormon: I’m really not interested in genealogy. So there it is, proof that I am, what, one one-hundred-twenty-eighth Irish? I still don’t feel very connected to Ireland. I mean, it appears to be reasonably well-documented that he was born there. Apparently, my great-great-great-great-great-grandfather was Irish. Patrick’s Day, I decided to look up my ancestors on the new Family Search and see if I had any Irish in me. ![]()
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