Look at that face, the serious one. I was doing it then and I’m doing it now, analyzing something. On that day dad caught me in thought; now, I’m thinking about my original, immediate family. We were four, but we’ve been three for some time. Dad always had the camera, but he didn’t simply take…
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Letter #3: March 31, 1889

INTO IRONWOOD One of the utter frustrations of genealogy is slamming into that brick wall, again, and deciphering the scanty, often hard-to-read records. But we all know the delightful, gut-giggling joy when a puzzle piece fits. Or several. This letter, #3 in my INTO IRONWOOD series, has done it all. This is a new, short…

