Candy Hulbert Ditkowski's Blog – July 2009 Archive (6)

In memory and in honor of the ancestors who have gone before me - the ones who died before their time.



Infant Hulbert - son of my 4th great-grandfather. Never knew about you until I happened across your stone in the cemetery. Died at only 1 day old.



Ferona Margaret Hulbert - daughter of my 3rd great-grandfather. I have a picture of you as an infant, and you only lived to the age of 3, probably the only picture taken of you.



Florida Kerr Hulbert - 1st wife of my… Continue

I am a Buckeye.



No, that's not just a worthless nut (although my husband might agree on the "nut" part), but rather it's an understood term used for those who live in the state of Ohio. I was born there, raised there, my father, grandfather, and great-grandfather had all spent the majority of their lives there. And so on, and so on, etc...you get the idea.



The only thing is that I no longer live there. As life usually happens, I got married, and we moved to the state of… Continue

Last November, I received notice that Google Images had digitized photos from LIFE magazine. Most people are probably thinking...big whoop. But in my family, this is an exciting thing.



A little history first - my mother grew up in northwest Ohio where, in September of1950, a Polio epidemic had broken out. Well, LIFE magazine was all over this story and wouldn't you know - my mother had her picture taken with two of her brothers and it was enshrined forever within the pages of the… Continue

I was recently asked by another genealogy addict..."Out of all your ancestors, who would you want to be like and why?"



As soon as I heard the question, my mind was racing. No, I haven't found anyone incredibly famous along the lines of my family tree that I wish my genes were traced from. But these ancestors that I've found...oh the stories they could tell of their own lives.



There's my 9th great-grandfather, William Hulbert. I can't imagine being a young man of only… Continue

There has always been a story told over and over again by my mother and grandmother. I doubt it was told to us as a warning regarding the dangers of playing near railroad tracks - we never lived near railroad tracks. I think perhaps it was probably one of the most devastating family events, so it was a story that was retold over and over to preserve the memory of this little boy as best as possible?



Oddly enough, before I began… Continue

A few weeks ago, my mom flew here from Texas, the two of us drove to Michigan to pick up my aunt, and then the three of us continued the drive up further into Michigan. Northern Michigan to be exact - to visit this wonderful woman who just happens to be our oldest living family member!



According to my genealogy program - Irene is my 1st cousin twice removed. Now, after being hit with the genealogy bug for the past 2 years, I still haven't quite figured out that "removed" thing when… Continue