So in my quest to find more about my family, I ended up finding my family back through the early 1800s, and some even before that. Turns out a cousin of mine already mapped some of it on the same website, ancestry.com, that I've been at. So I started looking more into it. With my great grandmother's name being Leota, the odds that it wasn't the same family are pretty slim. Then I found ... let's see, my dad's cousin, who lives somewhere in Northeast Ohio, up on the Lake, and she was the one who'd been doing all this research. So on a whim, I called the person that appeared to be her son. Turns out I actually got ahold of her ex-husband. Who confirmed my older sister, Stacy, and multiple brothers that I didn't know existed. One that is about 9 and lives with my grandfather. I have goosebumps now. I actually found some of my family! It's so weird.
Anyway, this cousin's husband, Ellis, gives me his daughter's name, who now lives in Columbus, and says to call her tonight, she'll probably cry with happiness when she hears from me. I don't know if any of them knew I existed, but Ellis seemed a bit familiar with my story when I told it to him. I just can't get over it. So he tells me my cousin (I don't even know to what degree) will tell me all about my dad tonight.
EEK!
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Oh goodness, good luck with all this. I will be thinking about you..:)
Best of luck Badge. I hope all goes awesome.
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