In the Beginning ...

Dad started researching our family history in the early 1990's, after he retired. As a gift one year, Doug and I gave him an old computer of ours, and we gave him a software program, Generations, to use to compile his data. That was all good, but Dad was not much of a typist, and it was a little frustrating for him to input the data he had on hand. He asked if I would like to help him with that part, and I agreed. Soon afterward, my son Braedon started preschool, and I would go over to help Dad for a couple of hours each week, typing in whatever he asked me to, and helping to generate reports. I heard many stories about my grandparents and others in the family, and it was great to spend time learning about the "old days" while we worked away.  Little did I know how addicting this work would become! Soon I was hooked, too, and the rest is history ...