This is the road into the village in southwest England, where my ancestors lived before immigrating to the US in 1823. While in England this past month, I was able to visit the where 3 separate lines of my English ancestors came from. I have to admit, it's pretty weird to walk the same streets, sit in their church pews, and hear the church bells just as they did generations and generations ago.
Thanks to great document archiving on both sides of the ocean, I have been fortunate enough to find the passenger records, wills,
and land records for many of my ancestors. Now, if only those records revealed something about their personalities and/or nature. Guess that must be left to my imagination!
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