“Every person has a story and you just have to ask.”
— Eleven-year-old Eli Boardman of Boulder, Co., editor/publisher of his own community newspaper, the Boardman Camera, 200 editions old and still going strong. (As reported by Jim Romenesko.)
Words of wisdom for genealogists, as well as youthful journalists!
Police in South Lake Tahoe, Calif., located the long-lost kin of reclusive twin sisters who were found dead in their home late last month. Patricia and Joan Miller, 73, had been entertainers in their youth and were retired from clerical jobs. They had little contact with their neighbors or anyone else, as far as anyone could tell. Reports Cristina Silva of the Associated Press:
With little information about the twins’ personal lives to work from, investigators issued a public plea this week asking for help in notifying the sisters’ next of kin.
The response was overwhelming. Emails and phone calls poured in and with the help of amateur genealogists who read media accounts of the sisters’ deaths, investigators tracked down a first cousin and two second cousins late Wednesday.
[Detective Matt] Harwood said the sisters deserved to have their family know about their death, and he was pleased to complete that mission with help from “people from across the country, just your Average Joe wanting to try their hand on genealogy,” he said.
“I checked it very thoroughly,” said the computer, “and that quite definitely is the answer. I think the problem, to be quite honest with you, is that you’ve never actually known what the question is.”
From (where else?) The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams …
(… who could have been thinking about genealogy, not just The Ultimate Question of Life, The Universe and Everything.)
For Wisdom Wednesday, I offer this pithy advice about the golden years from my great-great aunt Maggie Haigney Roche (1870-1964):
“Age doesn’t floor you, unless you let it!”
Maggie lived to be 94 and was a live wire right up to the end, if newspaper accounts of her doings in Colonie and Watervliet, N.Y. are any indication. Mind you, she wasn’t doing anything scandalous. She just was the sort of person who had a lot of friends and threw a lot of parties. Not a bad way to live — at any age.
According to the Troy, N.Y. Record’s reporter at a Troy Trojans-Albany Senators game, Aug. 15, 1910:
“Scramble the yolks of four eggs in a quart of mucilage, add a bottle of scarlet ink and some nice green-roofed paste and fry slowly over a fire of green wood and season with mock turtle soup and catsup, and the result would give some idea of the kind of baseball which let the Albany club win the opening game of the present series on the local grounds.”
And I thought Cubs fans were bitter.
(From the Record’s ongoing This Day in 1910 series. h/t to Joyce on the NY-TROY-IRISH list.)
“Aging is a powerful genealogical incentive. The further from our birth we get, the closer to our past we want to be.”
[Boulder, Co. author and researcher Buzzy Jackson, on why the genealogy bug bites.]
Well, quote of my week, anyway …
On the Troy Irish Genealogy Society email list, a post from David O’Brien laments the evil fate that made him the descendant of ancestors with names like John O’Brien and Michael O’Neil:
“They shouldn’t have let people with two of most common names in Ireland
marry. And if it were permitted, they should have at least barred them
from naming their kids John and Michael. I don’t see how our ancestors
could have been so inconsiderate to future genealogists.”
As a person who married a Lynch — I feel your pain!