I’ve made a basit “Fan Chart” here, with myself in the middle, and showing my mother and father, grandparents and great grandparents.
This is the chart I will use to reference all biographies of specific people in my ancestry.
For instance, if I want to do a “spotlight” on Nancy Raines, from whom all the Welsh and European royalty come, I will reference this fan chart by saying, “Nancy Raines, ancestor of Christina Whitecotton.” So I will always refer to one of the people on this chart, so that everyone can get some idea of which “branch” of the tree we’re talking about.
One of the reasons for only going this far on the chart is that my maternal grandmother’s families are a mystery, beyond what is here. In genealogy they call this “a brick wall” because we can’t see or find information behind it.
On the other hand, I call Christina Whitecotton, descendent of Nancy Raines a “Jackpot” or “Mother Lode” because when I tapped into Nancy Raines’ parents, I tapped into genealogies going back to in some cases 700 AD!
Note to nieces and nephews (not greats) the center dot (me) represents HALF of your genealogy. If I live long enough I might get to your other halves…but for now, that’s on you.
If anyone reading this recognizes someone that they’d like my information, please contact me here. I am new to gedcom files, etc. and have just loaded my info onto GEDMATCH.Com, I also have a profile on 23andme.com so I should be able to share what I have, and in turn, if you see something you think I might not have, or have not posted about yet, please let me know!
Click on the chart below for a larger version:
I thought of this name a few years ago. It was the title of a piece of writing that I never published anywhere. Some pertinent information has changed, so I need a major re-write on it, but the gist of the story is this.
In 2002 I had a horrible year. Everything that was lose-able, I lost. Let’s just leave it at that. So by 2003 I was licking my wounds, rebuilding a life, and I strongly felt a grandmotherly presence. I do that. Feel things. My cousin says in inherited that from my Great Grandma. They called her “Little Grandma”. Her name was Alice Rosaline Goddard (see photo) and she married Alexander and then Sylvester Crabtree. Her father had the Cherokee blood, and everyone said that Little Grandma could see and hear spirits. I think some of that has been passed down.
In 2003 I just always felt comforted, watched over, and that feeling and events that encouraged that idea lasted til about 2006. So really the “Finding Grandmothers” started when I realized that presence was a grandmother. Alice perhaps. I started to do genealogy work on Alice’s father John Goddard, determined to find that Cherokee line. That started in May 2007 when something in my back went “spoing” and I laid flat on my back for 10 days. Couldn’t do much else but surf the internet. Since then my search has finally moved outward, to other branches of the family tree. I never could find much solid evidence of the Cherokees.
As I’ve researched, over the last seven years, I’ve aged. This seems to have been that peak time where I’ve gone from young to older. Topped the hill and started down the backside, so to speak. In finding my grandmothers-or rather greats and great-greats (all the way back to the 700’s now, I think in some cases) I’ve been finding myself. I never had a child, so there won’t be grandchildren-I won’t actually BE a grandmother, but I will be old. I will be aging, with grace perhaps. Another 20 to 40 years to really LOVE my life and live it for the right reasons-rather than all of the impetuous and silly reasons of youth. Deliberate living! Being a “Wise Crone”.
So for me, as I am finding my grandmothers, I am finding pieces of myself. Not just my ancestry but snapshots of older women that I resemble now, in lines around my mouth, the never-graying hair or the hearing of spirits.
Finding grandmothers. Finding me.
I intend to make this blog part personal journal, part commentary on genealogy research, part snapshot/highlights of particularly notable or interesting ancestors, part photo album and hopefully leave a legacy for my family, so that in generations to come my descendents can look back and have an easier time finding their way home.
Where our branches cross, I hope you find some useful and interesting information.
Our life, our family, our blood, our ancestry, and “where we come from”-they ARE who we are. You cannot know home, until you know yourself. You cannot know yourself until you know your history.
I have a lot to write…so I’ll get right on it!
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