I find myself troubled by a comment on another thread, about where we fell is home, which dismissed ancestors as 'people we've never met'. I had said that my family was more of a home than any one place I have lived, even more so since I have been researching them. (Mind you, we moved around a lot when I was a kid.)
I feel I have now met many of my ancestors.
I know what my Scottish greatgreatgrandfather was like, from what I know about him now. A fairly strict Victorian parent, conventional and a bit straitlaced, who couldn't cope with his eldest son - to the point of writing 'Parent' as an addition in the 'occupation' box the 1871 Census.
I appreciate my Irish greatgrandfather who was a painter and contractor but much preferred going off and sailing his boat.....and his wife who made an impulse buy of a goat at an auction, subsequently leaving it to the children to look after!
Have you met yours?
Books we loved when we were young
