So Who Is He? Part V

This is risky. However, I am running out of ideas. There are challenges inherent in cases of adoption, where dodgy pre-adoption paperwork and the lack of legal recognition where genealogy based DNA research is concerned. It limits one’s options regarding the tracing of a close biological relative. Essentially, because Bio Granddad is not on the…

We Have A Match

AncestryDNA has been insanely efficient with churning out results of late. I sent away Bio Granddad’s first cousin’s (we will call her H!) DNA sample on the 6th of August and the results came through yesterday (the 24th of August)! I am so glad, as the incessant checking of our DNA homepages was getting distracting….

On the Road…Again

I couldn’t let the school holidays go without going for another drive through the North Coast of NSW. Last week was my last opportunity to do so before work really kicked in, so I seized it. So much has changed since my initial five day trip in January 2018. I know more. Some of you…

Week 52: Resolution/52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

It’s crazy to think we are only a day or so away from 2019. What a busy year of discoveries it’s been, with regards to both genealogy and life in general. I am not typically the type for resolutions, but I do have some goals for 2019 with my research. Here goes: Attend a workshop…

Week 51: Nice/52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

I had another instance of kindness shown by someone who stumbled across my blog recently. I wrote about my fourth great grandfather, James Moorhouse¬†earlier in the year, who had been a soldier in England in the mid 1800s. Luckily his time in the British Forces had been well documented. This particular post was read by…

Week 50: Naughty/52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

Michael Purcell (or Purcill), my biological third great grandfather, was an Irish convict sent from County Clare to New South Wales in 1836 for stealing money. According to the Convict Indents, Michael was only 16 years old when he was sent aboard the Captain Cook (3) after being convicted and sentenced to seven years transportation….

Week 49: Winter/52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

Winter is a long way off for us here in Australia…but in keeping with the theme this week, I had a deeper look into my Frost ancestral line. Margaret Frost is my sixth great grandmother on my Mum’s maternal biological side of the family. Born on the 6th of June, 1794 in England to Robert…

Week 48: Next to Last/52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

John Hughes and Sarah Hickey’s (my paternal third great grandparents) second youngest child, Thomas Patrick Hughes seems to have been quite a handful. Born in 1881 in Greymouth, New Zealand, Thomas shows up a couple of times in the Police Gazettes over there between 1930 and 1933. Here we have a gaol discharge chart from…

So Who Is He? Part VI

It’s a relief, being able to use Douglas’ name now. Since identifying him, there’s been a fair bit of back and forth correspondence with the agency that has been working to locate him. So far, it’s been dead end after dead end. But, our case worker has been brilliant with looking into alternate routes, she…

Week 47: Thankful/52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

Without the introduction and development of autosomal DNA testing, we would have had to simply accept that we’d never know half of Mum’s biological family. I wouldn’t have had the chance to connect with a wide array of relatives, each of whom have helped piece together various lines of my family (adoptive maternal, biological maternal…

Week 46: Random Fact/52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

I’ve mentioned on plenty of occasions over the last year that the North Coast of NSW is one big tangle of interrelationships. So it comes as no surprise that one of my adoptive maternal grandmother’s 2nd cousins 3x removed, Cecil John Martin, married one of Mum’s biological paternal 1st cousins 3x removed, Ethel Irene Saxby….

Week 45: Bearded/52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

The McLeod ancestors had some pretty awesome beards going on…but I have written about them previously and have done no further research on them just yet. I have, however been doing some research on other McLeod descendants who seemed to have sported rather neat, 19th century/early 20th century standard moustaches. These portraits are from my…