One-track mind

Staying home, staying safe, hopefully, time well spent. Yes, I “climb the family tree” day and night. I’m “doing” in my dreams. Frequently, I’m creating a blog message (in my mind) during sleepless hours. ~~ How are you entertaining yourself during the Coronavirus pandemic? ~~ Superfluous information: I saw a website that advertised create a free puzzle but it wasn’t really “free.” I envisioned creating puzzle pieces with surnames of extended family members. These images are attractive and absolutely free clipart.

“Janitor” at work

Frequently I refer to myself as a “detective.” Today I was a “janitor” cleaning up Ancestry  messes!! It appears that folks just copy from one another and fail to do a “search.” A couple of keystrokes and I had extended information about one individual. That led to parents and siblings. It is “an extended family” and worth documenting. All those Ancestry  subscribers had the incorrect given name based on the 1940 Federal Census. I looked at the “original” and the name was erroneously transcribed. His name is Wilbur and not Arthur. Dozens of records supporting the name “Wilbur” but subscribers held to one record. So I created an illustration (and you can see it at the bottom of this message). I put a comment with the Census record.  Documenting the Hershberger family led to a lady already in my database. For the fun of it, I documented “before” and “after” relationship to Betty Lou.




A new ritual

For decades (yes, decades) I’d start my day with NBC “Today”  show. (Remember Dave Garroway?) Recently I was unhappy with the conversation, and stories, which constantly attack President Trump. Now I start my day with the TV on TBN. (Decades ago, I was receiving Trinity Broadcasting Network [TBN] with a “rabbit ears” antenna. It was a fledgling station in Southern California.) “Blessed are the peace-makers.”

Watch this Sheltering in Place video by Dr. David Jeremiah.

For objective reporting, watch Tucker Carlson and Shawn Hannidy on FOX news.

Can’t complain

“Cousins by the dozens.”

A California cousin sent a dozen cartoons to put a smile on my face. A North Carolina cousin sends obituaries (via email) for me to document with our forest of family. It makes me sad to document the passing of folks much younger than myself. It makes me glad to reflect on my good health and ability to effortlessly navigate the computer and

I’m knitting the families together in my database. All in onein “the Frantz tree”I have “the Brubaker tree” and “the Eikenberry tree” and “the Blocher tree” etc, etc. The obituary indicates this daughter married an Eikenberry and another daughter married a Blocher (etc, etc). A generation back, the Brubaker husband had a Frantz wife. It’s truly a beautiful picture.





Living Will

An RVing lady-friend sent the following:



I, ____________, being of sound mind and body, do not wish to be kept alive indefinitely by artificial means. Under no circumstances should my fate be put in the hands of pinhead partisan politicians who couldn’t pass ninth-grade biology if their lives depended on it, or lawyers/doctors/hospitals interested in simply running up the bills.

If a reasonable amount of time passes, and I fail to ask for at least one of the following:

______Vodka on Rocks ______a Margarita ____ a Scotch ______ Glass of wine_______a Bloody Mary ______a Gin and Tonic _______a Tee Time ______a Steak _____ Beer ______Lobster or crab legs ______the remote control ______a bowl of ice cream ______the sports page______Sex ______or Chocolate,

it should be presumed that I won’t ever get any better.

When such a determination is reached, I hereby instruct my appointed person and attending physicians to pull the plug, reel in the tubes, and call it a day. At this point, it is time to call the New Orleans Jazz Funeral Band to come do their thing at my funeral, and ask all of my friends to raise their glasses to toast the good times we have had.

Signature:__________________________ Date: _____ __

NOTE: I also hear that in Ireland they have a Nursing Home with a Pub.

The patients are happier, and they have a lot more visitors. Some of them don’t even need embalming when their time comes…