Two parents, four grandparents, eight great-grandparents, 16 great-great-grandparents. Four generations per century. Go back a thousand years, and you have more ancestors than there were people on earth. Sooner or later, every single one of us is a cousin to all the rest.
The logo of Columbia, Maryland, where I live, is a "people tree." It could be the logo for any genealogist. Here you will find
me, or my wife Fran Irvin. Once there also lived here two cats, one named Puff and one named Snooper, and a dog named Heidi.
The lawn in front of our house is planted with flowers which bloom almost the year round. In late April, there are tulips.
Family
Queens, New York. Send a note to James Day, my son.
Ocean Grove, New Jersey: my Dad, Rev. J. Wesley Day, a retired United Methodist missionary to Indonesia, is the subject of a new web site I have started entitled J. Wesley Day: A Missionary Life. The site contains not only his own autobiography, but also scrapbook items which appear from time to time!
