It all started with a Prince

Sometimes brick walls just won't fall. Back in the early 2010's I found this newspaper article while researching my Sheridan family in the Perrinton, Gratiot County, Michigan area. In the Maple Rapids Dispatch newspaper Friday, 1 June 1888 Vol X #35 Pg8 Col2 - from the Perrinton Mirador:  "Two sharp looking boys arrived on the noon train today, from Detroit, sent by the St. Anthony orphan asylum, to find homes with Michael Sheridan and Thos. Holland." Michael Sheridan was my great-grandfather, and Thomas Holland was his brother-in-law. Note: Thomas Holland was the town sheriff. With no 1890 census available, I found the 1894 Michigan census and found a 14-year-old male named Frank Morrison listed with the Patrick Sheridan family. His relationship to head of household showed adopted boy. He was born in Michigan ca 1880 and both of his parents were listed as unknown. Patrick Sheridan was my 2x great grandfather and why was young Frank listed living with him instead of ...

The family pattern that comes to mind immediately is the name Nathaniel Dillingham. Although I can take the Dillingham name back into very early England history, our first immigrant arrived in 1632 to America. From "Dillingham's of Big Ivy, Buncombe County, N.C. and Related Families, " compiled by Margaret Wallis Haile, Gateway Press, Inc., Baltimore, 1985: "...Edward with his wife, Ursula, and three of their children came to Boston in 1632, settled in Lynn, and later in Sandwich, Massachusetts. Three daughters of Edward and Ursula remained in England. Edward made his Will, 1 May 1666, and it was proved June 5, 1667. The Will named his two sons, Henry and John. His other child who came to America was a daughter, Oseth, who married Stephen Wing. There are baptismal records in England of Edward and Ursula's children. These, with the baptismal, burial, and marriage records of Rev. Henry Dillingham's children--his other sons died in childhood--ship passenger list...

Slowly coming awake in my small twin bed, through the open window I could hear a robin telling her story of the day. As I lay there smelling the freshness after the light rain showers that had occurred during the night, I could hear the radio on low. And the sound of an iron landing lightly on the ironing board along with Mom singing softly with the music playing. Or was she chatting with herself? That was a heartwarming thing that she did.  She always said it was okay to talk to yourself - as long as you didn't answer back. When I was four years old, my parents moved into a 'large' three-bedroom, one bath house. They had left a house in a small nearby town to be only two blocks from an elementary school, four blocks from the Junior High and about a mile from the High School. It was definitely more centrally located for us kids to attend school. The basement was a Michigan basement. All concrete, with built in ledges. An old coal room and coal furnace heated the house, but ...

Sometimes life gives you a chance to make amends. My great-uncle Samuel Dillingham was handed such a possibility.  Sam was the second oldest son of Nathaniel G and Ellen (Berry) Dillingham. He was one of 14 children. He had a couple of siblings who were notorious for fighting and scrapping and getting into trouble with the law. So was Sam. Family stories (from the wife of Sam's grandson and also from his younger brother Bill/Willard Dillingham) state that Sam had a falling out with his family and ran away from home at the young age of 12. He is listed with his parents and siblings in the 1880 census (age 11) and in the 1885 state census (age 16). So maybe he came back home?  Sam was born 8 Dec 1869 in Cerro Gordo, Iowa. In 1894 in Manning, Iowa when he was age 24 he and another man named O. W. 'Hock' Hunter got into a fight and Sam was underneath when he pulled a knife and attempted to kill Hunter. A Grand Jury sentenced him to two years at the state penitentiary for assaul...

Just when you think you have followed all the protocols for researching your family, research experts think of another one. And it's probably what you have done all along, just with a different name for the procedure. When I started researching there was no internet. Only the US mail and strategic vacation planning. Soon there were books, remote one-name study magazines and using a lot of visual aids. One such magazine was the Genealogical Helper. And help it did! That's how I found the Dillingham Group and the Mayo Irish group and many more.  With the advent of the internet suddenly researching took me on new heights. The joy of being able to actually see a document (birth, marriage, death, wills) with just a click. No waiting for weeks for something to come in the mail. And then realize that it wasn't your relative after all.  And I do have a few of those documents tucked away that I haven't been able to find a family member to pass it on to. So, you had to continue t...

Sometimes it takes multiple years and even decades to finally resolve a question that has been rolling around in your head. My great-uncle Herbert H Sheridan is such a question. Herb was born 11 Jan 1880 in Fulton, Gratiot County, Michigan and was the oldest of nine children born to Michael and Elizabeth (Holland) Sheridan.  Any pictures of him that have survived show a young man who never looked happy. Maybe it was being the oldest, or maybe it was just in his genetics to not be a good person.        Herbert H Sheridan ca1900    I grew up with the 'story' that he had gotten into an argument with a railroad official, had hit said official, and then because he thought he had killed him, Herb 'ran from the law' as a 'bum riding the rails' and no one knew what happened to him. That is what my mom (his niece) had told me. I searched for newspaper reports of such a thing happening but never found any.  Mom had also told me that 'a man came to the door ...