When my dad told me that he was
ceasing medical intervention and that he’d be passing away soon, I had to find
a way to talk to him without crying when I went to visit. The way that
worked for me was to give him a job when he got there. I told him that
our Civil War grandfather’s parents were not to be found on this realm and so
if I someday found the names of his parents, I would know they came from him
and that he’s okay. That was Sunday.
On Monday, I got our Civil War grandfather’s
death certificate in the mail listing his parent’s names. This alone was
creepy, as I ordered it a VERY long time ago and was told it couldn’t be
located. After I stopped shaking, I decided it was Grampa Price telling
me that of course Dad would be okay when he got there. Don’t be stupid,
third great granddaughter.
I called Dad to tell him and Dad
said he’d find something else to send me. That was on Monday night.
Dad passed away at 2:30 on Thursday morning. At 6:00 on Thursday morning,
I got an email from a fellow genealogist, named Penny. Penny was
researching her best friend’s family history and came across some of my
postings with the same family, generations back. She then offered to look
through the film she had from the FHC of both places that my ancestors were
from for MY line (not her friend’s line).
On Friday in the mail I received a
huge packet of actual scans of the German church records. Thankfully, she
is super smart and super wonderful and even transcribed the important parts for
me.
I can’t say this is Dad’s doing for
sure, as then it takes away Penny’s contribution, but I wonder if Dad helped
find Penny for me? Regardless, all I can really say for sure with
absolute certainty is that Penny is a wonderful gem in my genealogy world and
has brought some great joy and smiles to me in a very difficult time.
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