Genealogy by Peggy

These two wonderful people are Ella Guillory and her son Eligha Guillory Jr.  I discovered on the app, We're Related, that Eligha and I are truly related.  He is my seventh cousin three times removed.  It's a stretch but we are happy with it. We are related on his Father's side. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that his mother is my cousin as well.  She and I are much closer.  We are sixth cousins.  We share our fifth great grandfather, Jean Baptiste Hebert.  He was born in 1742 and died in 1819. He lived to the ripe old age of 77. I have been friends with Eligha and his mother for at least five years.  Eligha and I work very closely on the Eljay Foundation for Parkinson Syndrome Awareness.  My husband has Parkinson's disease and Eligha's father, Eligha (Jay) Guillory Sr. had Parkinson's disease.  Eligha recognized the need for a foundation to help others who had a diagnosis of Parkinson's disease and so he and his family deve...

                                       If ever there was a brick wall in genealogy, it is this. Louise A Hobbs was my husband's grandmother.  You can see her standing on the left wearing a coat.  Must have been cold.  The two girls are Lula (Lulu) and Lesta (Lestie) were her step daughters.  I have no clue in the world who Steve is.  But he was 42. The back of the picture lets me know that she died January 19, 1919.  This was during the flu epidemic.  People were dropping like flies back then. We started working on Lloyd's family tree way back in about 2000 or so.  For seven years I looked for his family and worked on and built his family tree.  I don't believe any of his family ever actually read the books we made for them which contained the family tree.  I might be wrong but recent conversations have led me to believe this. ...

Royal Flag of the Mi'kmaq Nation My father's family of Scriptures were a bit hard to trace at first.  However, my mother's side was not too bad once I got over a couple of humps.  My mother was born a Bonin. I knew who her parents were and I knew only who her grandmother was.  The only reason I knew about my great grandmother was that my cousin got pregnant and Mamaw (that's what we called our grandmother) asked her to name the baby after her mother if it was a girl.  That's the one and only time I ever heard Mamaw mention anyone in her family.  Turns out that her mother's name was Camilla.  Camilla Crochet. So the cousin has her little girl and names her after Mamaw's Momma.  She was named Jennifer Camilla.  Mamaw was happy with that. Back to my story...So I had this new computer and wanted to trace my family tree.  I joined Ancestry and began searching.  Back then you had to actually search.  Nowadays, they have this littl...

This is only half!!  This is the half I am in along with my immediate family. It's a typical family tree. Or is it?  I have only one piece of advice.  If you can't handle the information you find in your family tree, then don't go there.  I mean, don't create a family tree if you can't handle and deal with the truth.  There is nothing more heartbreaking than family secrets.  And there are family secrets in each and every family tree out there on Ancestry.  I will explain.   I started doing my genealogy in 1997.  That was the year my daddy died.  He was an only child who was raised by his aunt.  His father's sister.  Emily Louella Scripture was her name.   My daddy died on January 1st 1997 in the wee hours of the morning.  He had donated his body to science so we made the phone call for them to come pick him up and waited for their arrival.  That's how it happens. There was no actual funeral which was...

Well, there they are!!  The big question is where is Mamaw?  This was taken in her back yard.  That wooded lot next door was what was behind the dentist's office.  I should know, I lived there for several years. Little did we know, that this was only part of the story!! What a big bunch of relatives.  Oh there was at least one who was not a relative, but a friend from New Deli, India.  Shafique Jagtiani.  He was my computer professor.  Really fun guy who loved to do new things.  I'm certain that this must have been like a trip to the Funny Farm for him.  That's me standing next to Shafique.  No, I'm the fat one on his left.