I have been doing my family tree for around five years. Yesterday, a lady contacts me in Ancestry following her curiosity about having the same relatives. After a little bit of sharing information, she was my mother’s cousin on her dad’s side.
I don’t remember her; however, she mentions she did visit us when I was young. I do remember her mother and my mother talking about her aunt. We exchange information about our relatives and she sends me a few pictures of my grandfather, her uncle. I’m very happy to finally have a few pictures of him. He died in the ‘70s. I was a teenager and we didn’t get to see him as much as we all wanted. There were a lot of family issues that cause a little bit of distance between the families. A valuable lesson that later in life no one will never forget.
This is my grandfather the way I do remember him tall, big glasses, and wearing his hat.