Wuv. Twu Wuv will fowow you foweva. 

There are many and various examples of Love in our family tree. This week's story is about the type of love that lasts forever.

The love of Annie Maria BRIDGES' life was George DUREY. 

In a family tree with many branches of farmers, I have found an ancestor who, on his marriage certificate, identified himself as a "ploughman". Alexander HUTCHEON was my Scottish great-great-grandfather. He worked hard, lived a long life, and (I imagine) saw many things. I missed meeting him by more than a quarter century - he died in Scotland in 1935 - but I have a memory of him. Actually, it is a "memory once-removed".

We called her "Babcha". I always thought it was an old country honourific, and so I called my great-grandmother "Old Lady" for the twelve years I knew her.

Long before I knew her, however, she was not an old lady. No, not at all. She was a young woman living in Poland in the early 1900s, yearning for a fresh start away from a stepmother she didn't like.

I'd like to start off this blog with a bang. And so I will share with you yesterday's exciting new discovery.

Last month, I sent away for Roman MISCOVITCH'S Naturalization Papers, hoping for clues about The Miscovitch Immigration Story. The papers are a Find unto themselves (thanks for the suggestion, Dave Obee). However, the puzzle piece I was excited to see fall into place was the immigration date for his wife (Pelagia, or Pauline) and son (John, also known as Grampa M).