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Note: Mildred Jane Thacker and Frances Thacker lived beside each other with their families in 1850. They, as well as their families, are lis...

Ah, Michael, you are the child who is so unlike me. Sometimes I have looked at you in awe, wondering how it is that I have...

You were maybe twenty months old, and we had started using a time out chair when you continued to get into something you had been told not ...

Dear Internet,  I am having a bad day. I do not like Mondays. It is laughable that I chose this day of the week for my positive thinking pos...

In the foothills of Eastern Tennessee, there lived a group of individuals called Melungeons. I mention them because they are perhaps the bes...

Merry Christmas to You and Yours ! © 25 December 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 

Christmas Eve 1973 – This was my first Christmas as a mom. Here my ten-month-old daughter Joy and I are opening a gift. Before motherhood s...

Terry and her siblings Christmas 1968 This was the year after the infamous " Christmas Slap " and right after my braces had been ...

Christmas 1955 - I don't remember much about that Christmas except that I had a bad case of shoe envy. Once I spied my cousin's bla...

Because I love you and because it’s your birthday, I won’t mention the time we were seated at your sister’s sixth grade band concert, and y...

By 1989, we had added two son-in-laws to the family tree. They, the son-in-laws, turned out to be keepers - the mustaches not so much. © ...

From now until Christmas, I will be visiting some photos from my Christmas past on Wednesday and Thursday of each week. Below are two of my ...

Well, I’ve been tagged twice for this week’s meme that is making the rounds in Geneablogger land. Since I was tagged by two of my favorite b...

I hate November. I always have. The days are short and overcast. Even the thought of the annual Thanksgiving feast is not enough to cheer me...

When people get divorced, whatever wonderful quality they first saw in each other, has long since vanished. What doesn’t vanish is their mut...

He agreed to wear a matching pink tie for our wedding ceremony. © 3 Sept 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 

His eyes were gray. A man of small stature, he stood five feet six inches tall. The recruiter noted his dark hair, his dark complexion. He w...

On April 11, 1884, the General Assembly for the State of Ohio passed an act that would allow the state to defray funeral expenses for any fo...

Last Friday, my husband and I had the privilege of attending the wedding of one of our favorite couples, my nephew Jeff and his new bride Li...

A few years ago, I found a poem entitled, “Fathers and Daughters” by an unknown poet. It seems a fitting tribute to the bond shared between ...