Wearin’ the green !!

My silly Saint Patrick’s Day outfit many, many years ago–in Lancaster, California.

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I was able to look at pictures that are more than twenty years old–but have not learned how to get them down off “the cloud” and into my computer. I was able to “copy” this (but could not control the size) and thought the reader would get a kick out of this. ~~~~~ (Diane, remember when?)

Lorraine ventured beyond…

…the safety of the RV Park!!

Four miles round trip; one-hour-twenty-five minutes away from home. This was “a baby step” toward future sorties.

Give credit where credit is due: Thanks to Jan!! She is so faithful about phone calls “to check on me.” We saw one another frequently when I was living at the RV Park in Livingston. She called… and we talked for an hour. Jan encouraged me to “get out.” I admitted the TV commercials for Dairy Queen had me hungering for a Blizzard. I must add that my friend, Deb, has encouraged me to “get out.” I’m so grateful for my dear friends!!

“Coronasomnia”

“Sleepless in America” was a story on CBS Sunday Morning.

It was very interesting to this sleep-deprived old lady.

Off-topic: This message prepared on my Desktop computer. My “clipart” is in some mysterious place on this computer and I have not worked out a “roadmap” to those images. Perhaps my messages will be brief and devoid of color?!

Losing my mind !!

I keep searching…; these folks are invisible!! I’ve devoted hours to research in FamilySearch. That resource is always reliable when Ancestry.com fails to provide information. I’m losing my mind!! I don’t recall ever having this much difficulty finding individuals. Eleven-hundred-thirty-three folks in the Tiner database and I speculate half of them are not related to “Red” and Dee (Harris) Tiner. The “half” was saved during exhaustive searches for the desired family members.

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Where’s my camera? It’s my “sidekick”: I’m lost without it!! ~~ Believe it or not, I spent some time in the yard, checking the plants that suffered the recent miserable freezing temperature. It’s a cloudy, extremely windy day and (imho) “too windy” to ride the three-wheeler. I would have taken a picture of the indoor-outdoor thermometer if I could locate my camera. ~~ What’s my name?

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“What’s her name?”  ancient Asus laptop computer is struggling with every instruction. It took hour-and-fifteen minutes to document this (3:30-4:45) information.

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“Yes, I found the camera (in the most unlikely location).”

Guilty !!

The fact that I can’t locate the parents of a great-grandfather is so frustrating for me. Sorry, I can’t “walk away.” (I want to walk away–but the challenge draws me like a magnet.) It bears repeating: The owners of this RV Park have been so-o-o-o good to me, I want to say “thank you” with details of their ancestry. (They requested…) I prepared those charts and I’m not even certain they are relatives. However, with so little information available, and so many hours spent researching, this may help another researcher. (Yes, those charts are attached to the relevant relatives.)

Walking away !!

Turning my back and walking away. Consider it “burnout”? From one mother with the maiden name “Eppes,” I went to sixty-seven individuals with the “Eppes” surnameand still did not have her parents and her ancestry. She, and her son, have been virtually impossible to document!! True confession: My “Frantz” familyand collateral lineshas been easy to follow and easy to document. Decades ago, when we did research “the old-fashioned way,” people would talk about “hitting a brick wall.” They found it difficult to find and document their ancestors. That wasn’t my case. Documenting the Tiner/Harris family introduced me to “hitting a brick wall.” I can’t sleep, I’m not eating properly, and I don’t get enough exercise!!

Good at my job !?

Excellent researcher!! However, I’m doing a poor job documenting the ancestors of the owners of this RV Park. I’m screaming and pulling my hair!!

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10:00 PM: After fourteen hours of researching the Eppes family (today), I still do not have the answer I desire. I’ve lost track…; is this the third day?