I have to say, my tree is progressing more slowly than I would like, probably because I have gotten in the habit of going through the hints for each person before adding another. I have something like 125 names in my tree and about 255 records attached, with about 150-some-odd unreviewed record hints. I also contacted my mom and grandma to ask for any family pictures they have, since the tree is rather barren of images at this point.
Another thing that I’ll just have to live with — but don’t particularly like — is that my family tree looks kind of underdeveloped in Pedigree View (but not so much in Family View). The man who is coded in the tree as my grandmother’s stepfather is the well-documented person; her biological father has a name, but no birth and death dates, which makes him hard to pinpoint since he has a relatively common name. Thus, it looks like there is a huge blank spot in my tree. The same basic thing happens with one of my great-grandmothers: her biological father is actually completely unknown, and the man who is usually spoken of as her “father” died several years before her birth. Part of me just wants to say this so that I can explain myself and not seem lazy because my tree looks “empty” — my family’s distinguishing trait appears to be its penchant for convoluted marriage situations.
There is a silver lining, though. When I called my grandmother — the one mentioned above — I asked if she had ever seen her stepdad’s complete service file. She said that she only had his discharge papers, and that she would love to have his complete file and might even make copies of it to give to her sister as a Christmas or birthday present. She did not even know that he had filled out a World War I draft registration card, or that he had been stationed in Charleston in 1930. The fact that through genealogical research, I could be able to help my grandmother to learn more about her stepdad, who was really like a father to her, just warms my heart.
Oh, and this post just wouldn’t be complete without a short T.A./S.B. update! I began to develop a theory that T.A. was lying about his birthplace since it was literally impossible to link him to a family in North Carolina. I found a Thomas A. Williams in the Georgetown militia of 1869 at the age of 22, putting his birth year in the right ballpark, so I thought this might have a chance at being him. Nope. This T.A. Williams died in 1875. *facepalm*