My sister and I have been working on our family’s genealogy. It’s been fascinating seeing where we came from.
My grandmother, Grandma Honey (Mary), was very much into that stuff in her day, and I imagine her sitting in the Boston Public Library looking things up. (No computers back then!) She told me stories about her father and her father’s parents. I was always interested to hear these tales. She never knew her own grandparents, But her father had told her some of the stories and she retold them to us, her grandchildren.
Although they were long gone when I was growing up, I knew all about George Keith and Pheobe Sophia. Grandma even joked with me that I must be like her because I could be overly dramatic at times, and apparently, from the stories told, so could she.
So here are my second great-grandparents.
And his love wife Phoebe Sophia.
This is where part of me started. These two people are in my DNA and the stories I heard about them made me feel like a part of it all.