Feed it or fight it

You: “Those look like noodles up there.” Me: “You’d be right.” You: “Isn’t this a genealogy blog?” Me: “Right again.” You: “Why, then, are we looking at noodles?!” Me: “I’ve been absent from the blogosphere for several months.” You: “Why?” Me: “We’ve had a cancer diagnosis.” Sometimes life knocks us flat and we don’t know…

Bet you can’t eat a whole one

I  really ought to stay off the internet. Really. Last weekend I opened my news feed and one of the first things I saw was a video of the largest, most luscious-looking cinnamon rolls I’d ever seen. I might have drooled on myself. The rolls were the size of a dinner plate and at least…

Letter #6: August 12, 1889

INTO IRONWOOD When I found Josiah’s letters, my work on everything else came to a screeching halt. My series The Malevolent Matriarch about my unkind great grandma took a back seat. Our matriarch wrote hundreds of letters in the 40s and 50s. When I came across letters her father Josiah had written to his parents in the…

Letter #5: June 2, 1889

INTO IRONWOOD I found myself giggling like a kid when researching this one, had to force my eyebrows down. It was an “Oh, goodie!” moment, and I thought, “this is too much fun.” Today I share #5 of 14, letters written by my great, great grandfather Si Smith from Ironwood, Michigan beginning in 1889. The…