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Remembering Sherman

A trip down Memory Lane It was a question posted on Facebook that sent The Legal Genealogist down Memory Lane. A question to the effect of: what was the first car you ever owned? For me, in the summer of 1969, it was a tank. Well, maybe not exactly, but… I had...

Once again, the hands of time

No words needed This is, by far, The Legal Genealogist’s favorite photograph, ever. My mother and her grandchild Hann. First published here in 2015 and worth repeating every chance I can get. Since it’s DNA Sunday, the subtitle can be “my...

Too much to ask?

Sigh… apparently… Consistency. It’s a genealogist’s dream. All the records about one person would all have the same name. All the dates of one event would all be in the same year. All of the places for that one event would all be in the same...

Doubts about dower

Not everywhere at all times On the 10th of December 1874, a couple with whom The Legal Genealogist has more than just a passing acquaintance sold off 39 and 2/3 acres of land in Parker County, Texas. G.W. and Martha L. “Cotrell,” as their names appear in the document,...

If this was easy….

… it wouldn’t be fun, right? The Legal Genealogist’s mother was Hazel (Cottrell) Geissler (1926 Texas – 1999 Virginia). Hazel’s mother was Opal (Robertson) Cottrell (1898 Texas – 1995 Virginia). Opal’s mother was Eula (Baird...

Celebrating siblings

Or maybe kittens… If The Legal Genealogist ran the circus, they wouldn’t exist. By the time I was four, I was done with siblings. I had an older sister. I had a younger brother. Enough already yet. So if I’d had my way, here on National Siblings...

The witness who wasn’t

Why the witness wasn’t Charlsie There was that one nagging issue in The Legal Genealogist’s thinking. The thinking that led to last Saturday’s family blog suggesting that the second youngest daughter of William and Ann (Jacobs) Battles posed as her...

The joys of ambiguity

Yes, there are quotes around that… The Legal Genealogist couldn’t believe it. Simply could not believe that any genealogist could have done such a thing. It just had to be an April Fool’s joke. I mean, I know that online family trees can be...

Documenting our own lives

Forty years ago today Genealogists are often living breathing advertisements for the truth of that old adage about the shoemaker’s children having no shoes. We document the histories of all the people in our families. Except for our own. The Legal Genealogist is...

And nothing but the truth …

Just a few “misstatements” The truth can be so inconvenient at times. And in The Legal Genealogist’s family, well… Let’s just say that our family motto is: we never let the truth get in the way of a good story. Apparently, we also never let the truth...