• genealogy is a really weird hobby

    June 10, 2025
    a day in this life, family

    When I was preparing to marry my first husband (Chuck’s the third. Keep up.) My mother gave me a fill-in-the-blank family tree book.

    And I started asking questions.

    And, just so you know, people will absolutely tell you some shit if you’re being nosey in the interest of a family tree. It’s like they forget you are their relative and not someone from 60 Minutes.

    So, filling in the blanks was fun and then I ran out of pages as grandmothers and great-aunts spilled the tea. And then I learned that there was a Church of Latter-Day Saints down the road from me and they had a library just for that interest. All they asked was that you share your info. And I found cousins who had already been looking things up and they would share.

    Notebooks happened. Sheets to record multiple generations got filled in. Then, there was a computer and software to hold it all.

    There were some great stories in all of that and it put a lot of 400 years of history into some context for me. There were brothers who took opposing sides in the Civil War, a cousin who was raised by her aunt and uncle because her mother died of a botched abortion, an ancestor who was killed in an Indian raid. I have learned when people decided to come here and how much of their family came with them and where they wandered until they found the place they wanted to stay. I have learned who were slave owners, soldiers or scalawags.

    This was followed by a hard drive crash that put me off adding to any of it for a very long time.

    Then the Mormons created Ancestry.com and I could store all my info in the cloud. Much safer than a local computer that I could kill by accident.

    So, I started filling in those blanks. And Ancesty helps you. It lets you see pages of censuses and copies of public records. It lets you compare notes with other people investigating the same families you are looking at. You can share pictures and documents. It’s very handy.

    I don’t mind sharing what info I have with anyone. It’s always reciprocal. I will admit that the first time I saw that a pair of my Church of England ancestors had been sealed in the Mormon church by some distant cousin, I was both appalled and amused. But, I figure that if they mind, they can haunt the culprit all they care to.

    I have been using 3 different trees to kind of keep things tidy. One for the paternal family of my child, one for me and one for my present husband. I recently decided to dump it all into one huge tree and, once I did that, I have been doing some tidying up.

    I have sometimes accepted what people have shared from their own trees without double checking everything. And because there have been some overlaps, I have some duplicates that need merging. So, I’ve been using the List feature and going through the names alphabetically, checking for duplicates and verifying info as I go. I got into the Ds last night.

    The How-you’re-related feature has been pretty entertaining. I am very distantly related to Chuck’s brother-in-law via my first husband. and Chuck is his 6th cousin once removed.

  • More Sock Puppets

    June 8, 2025
    a day in this life

    Burlington started as a mill town and its greatest claim to infamy for decades was that panty hose were invented there. So, Sock Puppets really is an appropriate name for their ultra-minor league baseball team. When the minors wore the names of the major league teams that their best players moved into, they were Indians and Royals. And Google Maps still thinks it’s Royals.

    I love the names that minor teams have been giving themselves. Winston-Salem is the Dash. Charleston, SC was the Rainbows for a little while. Sportscasters were so embarrassed to say that that they just called them the ‘Bows , I think they were hoping people would hear Beaux. Now, they’re the RiverDogs. And everyone recognizes the Durham Bulls. Last night, they played the Bluefield (WV) Ridge Runners.

    Burlington’s team isn’t even AAA. They are part of the Appalachian League, a summer collegiate league and I think that means they are the bottom tier of the major league pipeline. The game we saw on LabCorp Night, before the rain got the field covered, was erratic. Thre were some great plays and some absolute flubs. But, the people-watching was excellent.

    There were a lot of people wearing Sock Puppet merch.

    There was an MC running sideline entertainment between innings. There were a couple of people dressing in stuffed sumo costumes who knocked each other off their feet for 3 quick rounds. Four kids did a Hokey Pokey contest and one got a trophy. They threw souvenir baseballs into the crowd during one break.

    And they have a Sock Puppet mascot dressed in socks.

    If the stadium got too quiet, which was not really quiet, someone (who sounded like a 10 year old girl) would sing out “Sock Puppets!” and every kid (and many adults) in the crowd would sing it back. That call-and-reponse went on for 2-4 iterations many times.

    The food we saw walk by looked like excellent fried chicken, ordinary French fries and pizza I wouldn’t eat on a bet. They had plastic beer cups in the shape of the Sock Puppet logo.

    All in all, it was really fun evening and I’m very glad we went.

  • LabCorp Night with the Burlington Sock Puppets

    June 7, 2025
    a day in this life, Southern culture
  • Wheat report

    June 5, 2025
    a day in this life, dirt under my nails, home, plants

    This is the view from my kitchen door.

    Eastern redbud on the left. Half dead rosemary behind and to the right of it. Fugazi sculpture by William Moore in front of that. Hazelnut copse on the right with a bench made by Riley Foster in front of it. Crab apple crowding an Arkansas Black apple tree in the far back. Lavender in front of the wheat. Turk’s-cap lilies coming up on the right of it. Peonies and yarrow in front of those.

    Solo stove fire pit by the patio. Catnip to the left of it. Salvia to the right. Lilies behind it. Squash and beans in the raised beds.

    Better view of Fugazi and the rosemary. Patch of lilies in front. Chuck’s Thelma and Louise on a bench at the edge of the trees. More lilies behind the wheat and more asparagus behind the rosemary.

    See? It really is wheat.

    And the asparagus is truly persistant. The little tree behind it is a gingko we thought had died but is resurrecting.

    The wheat is so tall you can’t see this calla lily from the house. Yes, the false dandelion is everywhere and there is a redbud coming up in the middle of it.

    This is what’s growing to the left of the stoop. Blooming gardenia. Hydrangea looking like it needs some water. Feral dill between them. Compost bin. Herb bed with oregano on the left and invisible parsley seedlings on the right. Tomato plant peeking in on the far right. Autumn fern in the pot in front of the raised beds. Butterfly bush below the bag of mulch. Japanese painted fern and lilies-ofthe-valley at the bottom edge of the picture.

  • NC bears

    June 3, 2025
    a day in this life, home, Southern culture

    Bears live from the mountains to the sea in North Carolina. They are occasionally reported around Hillsborough. Not annually, but, sometimes.

    Here’s one site that identifies wildlife according to their scat. And here’s another one.

    When Hurricane Michael blew through NC in October of 2018, it took out a persimmon tree in our front yard. When we went out to admire the damage a couple of days after the deluge (when the yard wasn’t as waterlogged), we spotted bear poop. The wood worker who came to take the trunk of the tree agreed that was what it was.

    This morning, there was a poop in our back yard.

    (I uploaded this picture after emails had been sent so that people didn’t get a shit picture in their inbox. But, could look later if they wanted to.)

    It’s 5” long.

    Looks like bear to me.

    In our fenced back yard.

    It would have either had to walk across the patio or climbed the fence to be there.

    And it looked fairly fresh at 10:30 am.

    That might explain why the cat didn’t go out right after breakfast.

    We have seen deer. We have seen rabbits. We have seen foxes trotting across our yard. Neither of us has ever actually spotted a bear.

    I’m not sure what my reaction would be if I did.

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