As a result of conducting family ancestral research, I have connected with new cousins. Some suggest that the past should be left in the past. I’m not really in support of that concept. When I met Mike, I felt that I had met someone who absolutely was connected with my history and my way of being. For Pete’s sake, he takes awesome photographs of birds!
Although my trip to Hamilton was a short trip, the more I spoke with Mike, the more I felt connected with family. I am grateful to you, Mike, for introducing me to your Mom (my Dad’s cousin) and your family (your son is a musician…so is mine) and your beautiful wife. Thank you for being such a generous participant in the search for my ancestors in their resting places.
Hamilton Cemetery on York Blvd is a magical location, featuring a Gothic Revival style building erected sometime between 1855 and 1862. Having initially researched relations on the Elliott, Haddow and Moors branches of my family, I was thrilled to be able to say my prayers at the resting place of many of my ancestors. Next visit, I fully intend on leaving flowers…and will try to time my visit without my pooch, Max, and with the event, Doors Open Hamilton, similar to our Doors Open Calgary. I want to make certain that I visit the Hamilton Public Library archive collection in order to round out my knowledge about the area as it relates to my family. I’m still pretty amazed that I managed to navigate my way on the 401 south west and to the QEW on my own. My next drive will also include a stop at Paris, Ontario, home of Penman’s textiles.