Yikes shrift, that's happened to me before. I'm glad you got it reboot.

Good one, Connie.

Thanks, Burrell. I had a total crash less than a year ago, and it was such a huge PITA that I'd like not to go through it again for a little while.

That sounds delicious, Connie!

Yeah, I think I was able to find my grandparents easily because their names were unique. Trying to find my "father", who may not even be dead yet, is more difficult. I just keep checking every few years.

6:30AM call. I hate the world.

My grandfathers father is John Taylor. I can't follow that line at all. I was able to find the man I think was my father, but it was complete luck. I was looking through a directory, and found him as the head contact for the business my mother worked for, and it matched the name she gave me. She told me he died before I was born, but his death date actually lined up with the time when I was in second grade when she sat me down to tell me about him and I flipped out like a mammal. She got mad and told me that she would never tell me anything about him again, and she never did! I flipped out again surrounding the FAFSA, and that's when she told me he was dead.

And we will clearly not get through everything in this meeting, which means we'll have to have another one.

I am taking a different bus this morning and it just announced the Hamilton stop! It made me happy

I have line where there are John Smiths. Luckily we have some independent records so I already know birth and death dates. I am totally stumped by a Nathaniel Watson and William Hill in another line though. (Zadok and Melancthon Wheeler, otoh, easy peasy.)