Genealogy

It is just like solving a mystery! There are lots of clues and false clues.

Peggy and Bobby, two of my cousins, and I have spent a good bit of today delving into our family history. Our family line is having a reunion over Labor Day weekend this year, and we are trying to organize the information for our segment of the family. The three of us are the grandchildren of siblings, in my case, my mother's father, Sam. He died in the 1918 flu pandemic when my mother was twelve.

Many of the young folks (ha!) of my generation have stayed in the area where the family lives in South Texas. It has really been interesting to see that I am related to so many people. I spoke with my aunt this morning. (She is my mother's sister and will be 96 in October.) She kept on saying, "Did you know that _____ is a DuBose?" I kept on saying, "No, I didn't."

My grandfather was one of eleven children, so there are lots of cousins.

Today Bobby said that he has a bunch of old papers that date back to the 1400's in Rouen, France. They indicate that a DuBose was the local sheriff when Jean d'Arc was burned at the stake for heresy and likely involved.

My, my. And to think that I was in that very square in Rouen where the burning took place. Who knew?