Read to the bottom for How to Use this Blog . I have been exploring genealogy since I was little, listening to all the stories told by Aunts Connie and Helena, Cousins Ann and Howie and Maurietta, Uncles Leonard and Arthur. There were m ore dead people in the stories than live ones, and they were lots more fun. This was way before it was anyone's hobby, when I was the only one who was interested. Sneaking into the Archives underage and running around graveyards. I was lost to the present, either reading books about Pilgrims or building stories in my head. Always asking, asking, asking. "How is he related to us? Who is their mother? What was her name, and her name, and her name? " While Aunt Anna said, "I don't want to find out anyone was arrested for stealing sheep." Now I find I know more stories about more people than anyone else. And I have more photos of other people's grandparents than anyone else, thanks to a mother who started taking pictures wh...
As I wrote about Sarah, she came to life...I got to know her as a person. I came to know what she would say next, what she would do. As I wrote her voice, I heard it in my head. Listening to it, I realized it was the voices of her great-great-granddaughters, who grew up in the county she made home...Nana (Bessie), Aunt Eva, Aunt Anna, Aunt Helena, Aunt Connie. The voices I grew up hearing, telling stories of their lives. (see Rushton Pedigree Chart, Sarah Hall & Jeremiah Rushton Descendant Chart, Revolutionary Cowboy in New York ~ Jeremiah Rushton Stole for King and Country Parts One and Two) The Story of the Cordwainer’s Wife….a fictional look Westchester, Nova Scotia, about 1827 “This is my favorite spot on all of our land grant.” Sarah Rushton spread her arms across the small peninsula fashioned by the U-curve of the meadow brook. 1 She looked at her daughter Elizabeth, walking the path beside her as the children 2 played hide-and-go-seek b...