Daily Notes- March First. Sunshine. Still Cold.

 And March comes In Like a Lamb.  

If that means no more snow...I'm all for it.

I got up early this morning.  Why? don't know.  Here it is 9:13 am and I am dressed,  have eaten breakfast and read the newspaper.   As they say "all dressed up with no where to go".

My Sports Show isn't even on yet.  I have to wait another 45 minutes for them to get started.  Yesterday a caller called in and just after saying hi how are you he said "wait...what's happening?" and there were sounds and a few more words and then nothing.  I think the guys on the phones started making calls to the guy and if that didn't work... the rescue people. I'm guessing it turned out okay as they had no further news to report and were still talking about it.

They also had camera footage of Scott Zolak (former Patriot) who is cohost of the show everyday- walking around his kitchen with his phone in his back pocket sending pictures and audio to a co-worker--accidentally.  The co-worker said he'd love to air it...but it needed certain things "cleaned up" before they could do that.  Zolak said "at least my wife and I had clothes on".  There is that.  It's the most interesting show......... 37 minutes now.

We got a letter a few days ago from someone doing Ancestry Research.  Husband and this guy's wife have  relatives in common.  I passed them off to husband's Wisconsin family members. Wisconsin folk are excited to meet them.  So..that worked out just fine. And we figured out the missing great aunt's first name.

What makes these searches more difficult is that the recent immigrants wanted to "fit in" with the new country and changed their birth names to more American names. So you start with records from the ships they arrived on and later they have names like Chuck, Joe, Sam or Boots.  Then you need someone who actually knew them to straighten things out.  Other relatives go out for a walk...and never come back.

In my own family one of my grandfather's brothers or cousins (who had come to America on a boat 20 years before) went to war in Europe in 1918  (as did so many recent immigrants to America) and came back with a "whole new identity" (and name) and I would guess left an unidentified dead soldier behind with new identity materials.  What a mess we make of things as humans.