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Look Twice: Ellen is Discovered!

  Image by rawpixel. Don't you love serendipity? I was surprised by a recent discovery after coming back to a missing record from a 2019 project. I was working on my McAndrew-Kelly line from Scranton, Pennsylvania. I contacted a local researcher to look for the marriage of Patrick McAndrew (Abt. 1838-1892) and Ann Kelly (Abt. 1844-1925), and the baptisms of their children in local Catholic church records. She found everything except Patrick and Ann's marriage and the baptism of the couple's first daughter, Ellen. My friend speculated that perhaps Patrick and Ann had married in their native Ireland and that Ellen was born and baptized before they immigrated to Pennsylvania. At the time, I did not have any information on the family before the 1870 census.  I've learned a lot about Patrick McAndrew, a second great-grandfather, since 2019. I've fleshed out his timeline and have narrowed daughter Ellen's birth window to between 1865 when Patrick paid federal taxes du...
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FAVORITE PHOTO

by Nancy Gilbride Casey


This favorite photo of many I have taken over the years comes with a special anecdote.

When our daughter Anne (then known as Annie), was preschool age, she dedicated great parts of each day drawing with markers, painting with watercolors, coloring in books. In summer, she drew with chalk on the sidewalk. 

Every gift-giving occasion was another opportunity to buy a new box of crayons or paints, and reams of paper, tablets large and small, and sheaves of manila and construction paper to feed her never-ending appetite to draw.

Her artwork covered our refrigerator, was sent on to grandparents, and hung on our office bulletin boards. 

Art was already ingrained into her little personality.

Each day Annie created literally a dozen or more creations, in a free flow of imagination, wild, exotic, and uniquely from her sometimes funny and observant perspective.

On the occasion of this photo, I captured her one morning, sitting at her little art easel, paintbrush in hand, engrossed in one of that day's many creations.

"Are you going to be an artist when you grow up, Annie?" I asked.

Without taking her eyes off her artwork, and without skipping a beat, she replied,

"But Mommy...I already AM an artist!"

To this day, I can't argue with that.

 

Until next time...
 
This post was inspired by Amy Johnson Crowe's 52 Ancestor in 52 Weeks Challenge. 

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