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Each week (or thereabouts), I will post about an ancestor of mine and maybe one of yours. This will be a peek into their past and not their whole story. If you wish to learn more about that person, let me know!

The photo is part of a wall of framed photos I have of many of our ancestors. Most of these came from years of connecting with cousins, so few are original. I have 25 of our direct ancestors! That includes some great-great-grandparents, and even one or two great-great-great-grandparents.

Here's to the journey!

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