Genealogy ahoy!

This post should really be about our vacation, but I am at Dad's so I don't have photos ready yet.  I'd really like to add a snapshot or two from the trip when I blather about that.

Instead, I'll post a photo of people I do not know.

One of the nice things about being home is having the opportunity to pick my Dad's brain (and go through his impressive genealogy files).   There's an entire clan of people who are my relatives, but they do not feel like my relatives.  I don't have memories of going to their houses, or seeing them at reunion picnics, or hearing my aunts and uncles tell stories about them.  They are a side of the family that was estranged from the my Dad's mom, for reasons that are all too stupid today but probably felt compelling at the time (issues of class and religion and the like).

I am learning more about them, through Dad, who has spent the last decade finding out about and reconnecting with them.  But they don't feel like my relatives.  Not yet, anyway.  With enough stories I hope that might change.

I am not even sure how many steps removed these folks are--or who their modern-day descendants are.  They're not even in my tree yet.  But here they are, awaiting my Dad's return from Falls City so he can tell me who they are.