Okay, so I’ve been messing around with this family tree thing, and let me tell you, it’s been a journey! I wanted to map out my family history, like, really map it out. I started with what I knew, which, honestly, wasn’t much beyond my grandparents.
First, I grabbed a piece of paper and a pen – old school, I know. I started jotting down names and relationships, you know, parents, siblings, kids. It quickly turned into a sprawling mess, with lines and arrows everywhere. It looked like a spider had a fight with an ink bottle.
Digging Deeper
Then came the real work. I started calling relatives – aunts, uncles, cousins I hadn’t spoken to in ages. Some conversations were short and sweet, others turned into long, rambling trips down memory lane. I learned about great-aunts who ran speakeasies, distant cousins who were war heroes, and a whole bunch of family drama I never knew existed.
- Collected birthdates, marriage dates, and, well, death dates. Kind of morbid, but necessary.
- Created basic profile to family members.
- Asked family member to collected old photos, documents – anything that could help me piece things together.
After I felt like I had exhausted my immediate resources, I hit the internet. I dabbled in some online genealogy sites. It took a bit of getting used to, figuring out the interfaces and all that, but eventually, I got the hang of it. Found some census records, ship manifests – pretty cool stuff.
The information kept coming, my tree growing big and strong!
After I finished all the work, I saw a huge tree with the family members’ profile. It’s cool!
