Each one can be found on the family tree of the friend I had lunch with today at Fat Boys ("where the locals go"). One branch of Joy's family traces its Georgia/Florida roots back as far as the 1700s. Another vines its way back in time to pre-World War I Austria and Holland (with that detour to Brazil).
I'm emerald green with jealousy. Sure, my mom's paternal ancestors go in a straight trunkline back to the late 1700s in Ohio. But I'm not sure how they got there or where they came from. And what about their wives' ancestors? They are lost in the mists of history.So, yes! I'm envious that my friend has treasured keepsakes from her Dutch dressmaker maternal ancestor.
And I'm thinking I want to learn more about this woman's long-ago life. Her intriguing "fact" may inspire fascinating fiction.
And I'm thinking it's past time to seek out the mysterious women in my own family tree.









