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  1. Census completed. We got the long form. Did not expect that. Being of advanced age and ill health, this is probably the last one I will ever do. Hopefully my great-great grandchildren will appreciate my efforts when they study the 'old' 2026 census.

    #census #Canada #ancestry #life

  2. The Ascendents

    Ancestry, Memory, Humanity, and the Upward Calling of the Living

    Ascendent by kmls

    We have been taught to say that we are descended from those who came before us.

    The word is not wrong. It is genealogically useful. It traces the stream from the spring, the branch from the trunk, the child from the parent, the living from the dead. It tells us that we are not self-made, not self-originating, not isolated sparks floating in the void. We come from somewhere. We are carried into being by names, bloodlines, migrations, accidents, loves, wounds, prayers, hungers, wars, fields, fires, and forgotten hands.

    Yet the word troubles me.

    For to say that we are descended may also suggest a downward motion, as though we have fallen from some ancestral height. It can feel as if the past stands above us in solemn judgment, and we, the living, are merely the lower remainder: diminished copies, scattered seed, thin-blooded heirs of stronger people.

    We speak of descent as if we are always coming down.

    Down from the fathers.
    Down from the mothers.
    Down from the old country.
    Down from Eden.
    Down from glory.
    Down from the dead.

    But what if the truth is not only that we descend from them?

    What if we ascend from them?

    What if we are not the falling away of our ancestors, but their rising continuation?

    What if we are the place where the buried become conscious, where the forgotten become remembered, where the unfinished become possible, where the dead are not merely behind us but beneath us — not as a weight dragging us downward, but as roots pressing life upward through the dark?

    To be human is not simply to be descended.

    To be human is to be ascendent.

    Not ascendant in the arrogant sense. Not ascendant as empire is ascendant, not as a conqueror ascends a throne, not as a nation ascends by trampling another underfoot, not as wealth ascends by feeding upon the poor, not as the celebrated ascend by making the nameless disappear.

    That is false ascendancy.

    That is Babel.

    That is the tower built upward by those who refuse to look downward at the bodies embedded in its bricks.

    The ascendancy I mean is humbler, older, stranger, and holier. It is the rising of life from soil. It is the green blade through the graveyard. It is memory becoming mercy. It is grief becoming wisdom. It is ancestry becoming vocation.

    We are not above our ancestors because we are better than they were.

    We are above them because they are beneath us as foundation.

    The child stands higher than the parent only because the parent has bent low.

    The living stand higher than the dead only because the dead have become earth.

    Every generation is lifted by those who are no longer visible.

    This is the first doctrine of the Ascendents: we rise from what has been buried.

    We rise from bodies and stories. We rise from names spoken and names erased. We rise from villages burned and fields planted. We rise from ships, cabins, kitchens, trenches, meetinghouses, reservations, prisons, refugee roads, hospital rooms, schoolhouses, barns, factories, cemeteries, and quiet beds where the dying whispered blessings no one wrote down.

    We rise from all of it.

    Not only from glory.
    Not only from virtue.
    Not only from noble sacrifice.

    We rise also from sin.

    This is what makes ascent morally dangerous.

    For our ancestors do not hand us only wisdom. They hand us wounds. They do not give us only courage. They give us cowardice disguised as prudence, prejudice disguised as tradition, violence disguised as necessity, greed disguised as providence, silence disguised as peace.

    To be ascendent is not to romanticize the past.

    It is to redeem it by telling the truth.

    A person who worships their ancestors remains trapped beneath them. A person who despises their ancestors cuts themselves off from their own roots. But a person who honors their ancestors truthfully becomes capable of rising.

    Honor is not flattery.

    Honor is not nostalgia.

    Honor is the severe mercy of remembrance.

    To honor those before us is to receive what was good, repent of what was evil, grieve what was broken, and carry forward what was unfinished.

    We are the living edge of their becoming.

    We are their unresolved sentence.

    We are their prayer still traveling.

    We are their question still being answered.

    This means that the past is not dead in the simple way we imagine. It is not gone merely because the bodies are gone. The past continues to move through us as habit, language, land, fear, blood pressure, lullaby, recipe, doctrine, posture, accent, suspicion, hope, inheritance, and unexamined reflex.

    History does not stay in books.

    History enters the nervous system.

    A war may end, yet its tremor continues in the children of the children of those who survived it. A displacement may be recorded as an event, yet the hunger for home may live for centuries. A massacre may be omitted from the official monument, yet the ground remembers. A church may repent in words while its architecture still faces the wrong direction. A family may never speak of grief, yet every child learns how to lower the voice around sorrow.

    The dead are not silent.

    They speak in us.

    The question is whether we will listen.

    The Ascendent is one who listens downward in order to live upward.

    This is not ancestor worship. It is ancestor responsibility.

    Nor is it progressivism in its shallow form. Progress, as commonly preached, often imagines time as a ladder on which the present naturally stands above the past. It assumes that because we come later, we must be wiser. This is foolishness. Chronology is not sanctification. The future can be more brutal than the past. Technology can amplify barbarism. A people may move forward in time while moving backward in soul.

    No, ascent is not automatic.

    Humanity does not rise merely by surviving.

    We rise only when remembrance becomes transformation.

    We rise when the grief of one generation becomes the compassion of the next.

    We rise when the violence of one generation becomes the refusal of the next.

    We rise when the silence of one generation becomes the testimony of the next.

    We rise when the buried cries of the forgotten become the moral hearing of the living.

    “The blood of your brother cries out from the ground.”

    That ancient sentence is the foundation of all history.

    The ground is not mute. The earth is not neutral. Soil is archive. Dust is witness. Every field has its dead. Every town has its omitted chapter. Every nation has its sanctified lie. Every family has its locked room. Every monument has a shadow. Every victory has a graveyard of the unnamed.

    The Ascendent does not merely ask, “Who were my ancestors?”

    The Ascendent asks, “Whose blood is beneath my feet?”

    Not because guilt is the final word.

    Guilt alone can paralyze. Shame alone can distort. Accusation alone can become another form of vanity, where the living make themselves dramatic by endlessly displaying the wounds of the dead.

    The purpose of remembering is not to become impressive in our sorrow.

    The purpose of remembering is to become faithful in our living.

    To be ascendent is to understand that I am not an isolated self. I am a crossing point. I am a confluence. I am made of many streams, some clear, some polluted, some holy, some poisoned, all meeting in the temporary river of my life.

    My task is not to pretend the waters are pure.

    My task is to help them run cleaner through me.

    This may be the deepest meaning of repentance: not self-hatred, but generational purification. Not the rejection of one’s people, but the healing of what one has received from them. Not a descent into despair, but an ascent into truth.

    Repentance is how ancestry becomes possibility.

    Without repentance, inheritance becomes repetition.

    Without remembrance, repentance becomes vague.

    Without love, remembrance becomes accusation.

    Without courage, love becomes sentiment.

    The Ascendent must hold all four together: remembrance, repentance, love, and courage.

    Only then can the past become seed rather than chain.

    There is also a personal meaning here.

    Each of us carries within ourselves earlier selves. The child, the adolescent, the wounded one, the ambitious one, the ashamed one, the hopeful one, the foolish one, the frightened one, the one who failed, the one who survived. We often speak as if we have descended from those selves into disappointment. We look back and say, “I was once more alive. I was once more promising. I was once closer to what I might have been.”

    But perhaps we also ascend from our former selves.

    Perhaps every earlier self, even the embarrassed and broken ones, is part of the root system.

    I rise from the child who dreamed.

    I rise from the young person who misunderstood.

    I rise from the failure that humbled me.

    I rise from the wound that opened me.

    I rise from the grief that deepened me.

    I rise from the fear that taught me how much I needed grace.

    Nothing is wasted if it can be transfigured.

    This does not mean everything was good. Some things were evil. Some things should not have happened. Some wounds are not secret blessings. Some suffering does not ennoble; it damages. Some losses remain losses.

    But even what cannot be justified may still be gathered.

    Even what cannot be called good may still be refused the final word.

    The Ascendent does not say, “All things were good.”

    The Ascendent says, “Even here, I will rise.”

    Not by denial.

    By truth.

    Not by domination.

    By integration.

    Not by forgetting.

    By carrying.

    This is why ascent is not escape. It is not floating away from the earth into disembodied purity. True ascent is rooted ascent. The tree rises because it goes down. The mountain ascends because it is grounded. The resurrected body still bears scars.

    Any spirituality that rises by abandoning the wounded is not ascent but evasion.

    Any politics that rises by erasing the poor is not ascent but conquest.

    Any theology that rises by despising the body is not ascent but contempt.

    Any family story that rises by silencing the inconvenient dead is not ascent but propaganda.

    The true Ascendent rises with scars visible.

    This is where humanity stands.

    We are a species that has learned to fly but not yet learned to kneel. We have ascended into the air, into orbit, into code, into machines of astonishing power, yet our moral imagination often remains tribal, fearful, acquisitive, and easily bewitched by idols. We can split the atom and still cannot share bread. We can map the genome and still cannot honor the stranger. We can remember data forever and forget the dead almost instantly.

    So the question is not whether humanity is technologically ascendant.

    The question is whether humanity is morally ascendent.

    Will we rise from our ancestors or merely repeat them with better tools?

    Will we carry forward their wisdom or only refine their weapons?

    Will we remember the forgotten or continue to build monuments to the victorious?

    Will we become more human, or only more powerful?

    The Ascendents are not those who dominate history.

    They are those who redeem memory.

    They are the ones who refuse to let the common dead remain common in the sense of disposable. They remember the foot soldier beside the general, the farmer beside the statesman, the Indigenous village beneath the colonial map, the mother beneath the family name, the enslaved beneath the plantation ledger, the child beneath the statistic, the refugee beneath the border argument, the prisoner beneath the ideology, the enemy beneath the uniform.

    They understand that every human being is an ancestor of the future.

    This is a terrifying thought.

    How will the future ascend from us?

    What soil are we becoming?

    Will our lives be root or rubble?

    Will those who come after us have to heal from us, or will they be strengthened by us?

    Surely both.

    We too will hand down contradiction. We too are mixed. We too are capable of tenderness and harm, courage and cowardice, insight and blindness. The Ascendent is not pure. The Ascendent is accountable.

    Perhaps that is the most we can ask of any generation: not purity, but accountability; not perfection, but faithful transformation; not innocence, but the courage to become better ancestors.

    To be an Ascendent, then, is to live with one’s face turned in two directions.

    One face turns downward toward the dead and says:

    I remember you.
    I receive you.
    I grieve you.
    I forgive what can be forgiven.
    I name what must be named.
    I will not pretend you were gods.
    I will not pretend you were monsters only.
    I will carry what was holy.
    I will heal what was harmed.
    I will not let your suffering vanish.
    I will not let your sins rule me.

    The other face turns upward toward the unborn and says:

    I am trying.
    I am unfinished.
    I am clearing what I can.
    I am planting what I may never see.
    I am refusing some inheritance so you need not bear it.
    I am preserving some inheritance so you may be nourished by it.
    I am becoming soil for your rising.

    This is the holy middle place of the living.

    We are between the buried and the unborn.

    We are the narrow bridge of breath between memory and hope.

    We are the Ascendents.

    Not because we have arrived.

    Because we are called upward.

    Not upward away from the world, but upward into fuller humanity.

    Upward into mercy.

    Upward into truth.

    Upward into responsibility.

    Upward into reconciliation.

    Upward into the difficult radiance of becoming worthy of the dead.

    And perhaps this is why the dead haunt us.

    They do not haunt us merely because they are restless.

    They haunt us because we are.

    They haunt us because something in them remains unfinished in us. They haunt us because the lie has not yet been confessed, the grave has not yet been marked, the name has not yet been spoken, the wound has not yet become wisdom, the inheritance has not yet become blessing.

    The haunting is not only terror.

    It is vocation.

    The dead rise in us so that we may rise from them.

    And if we listen closely enough, beneath every field, beneath every town, beneath every family tree, beneath every national myth, beneath every human triumph, there is a murmuring from the ground. It is not only accusation. It is not only lament. It is also invitation.

    Remember us.

    Tell the truth.

    Rise better.

    Become what we could not.

    Carry us toward the light.

    So let us no longer say only that we are descended.

    Let us say also that we are ascended from.

    Ascended from dust.
    Ascended from grief.
    Ascended from labor.
    Ascended from women whose names were not recorded.
    Ascended from men who did not know how to speak their sorrow.
    Ascended from children who died too soon.
    Ascended from migrants, prisoners, farmers, singers, sinners, saints, cowards, prophets, fools, and friends.
    Ascended from the blood that cried out.
    Ascended from the prayers that rose before us.
    Ascended from the earth that holds us all.

    And let us become, for those who follow, not a ceiling but a root.

    Not a burden but a blessing.

    Not a curse but a calling.

    Not the final height, but one more living terrace on the long climb of mercy.

    For humanity is not yet finished.

    We are still rising.

    We are still being judged by the dead.

    We are still being summoned by the unborn.

    We are still becoming the answer to our ancestors’ unanswered prayers.

    We are The Ascendents.

    #ancestors #ancestry #ascendents #becoming #creativeNonfiction #generationalHealing #grief #Hope #humanEvolution #Humanity #inheritance #memory #moralImagination #philosophy #PropheticEssay #reflection #remembrance #roots #sacredMemory #soilAndSpirit #SpiritualReflection #theDead #theUnborn #theologicalReflection #vocation
  3. I've experienced this many times. I'm proud to have come from a long line of strong, powerful women, and to have grown up in a #Matriarchy .

    #ancestors
    #metis
    #ikwe
    #metiswoman
    #Indigenous #firstnations
    #feminist #women #family #ancestry

  4. 80 million people globally claim Irish ancestry – why the release of 1926 Irish census records is so momentus.

    One hundred years after it was conducted, the first full census of independent Ireland is being released for free online.

    These nearly 3 million records will be of great significance to Ireland’s population, and a global diaspora of some 80 million claiming Irish ancestry.

    mediafaro.org/article/20260417

    #Ireland #Ancestry #Genealogy #Census #Irish

  5. A happy birthday to my Grandpa Henry Neufeld. Born this day in 1922 at present day, Hrushivka, Zhaporihzia,(Russia-occupied) Ukraine.

    Here he is beside my Grandmother on their wedding day in 1943.

    Oh cool! You know... Google maps is incredible. I was just looking at the location of the old Mennonite village on Google Earth and up popped a landmark pin and photo just down the lane from his birthplace. It is named:

    "Staryy Holandsʹkyy Mlyn - Historical landmark
    Unnamed Road
    Hrushivka
    Zaporizhia Oblast, Ukraine
    71775”

    Which translates as “Old Dutch Mill”... which would jive with Mennonite history!! I wonder if my Grandpa was ever in that mill, likely not as he was only 2 or 3 when they left for Canada but surely his parents and siblings were.

    I wonder if it has survived the war? Another war…

    #Ukraine #Mennonite #Family #FamilyHistory #Ancestry #RussiaUkraineWar

    google.com/maps/place/Staryy+H

  6. The disaster that never happened - Why interpretation of data is key. Cause the same data can tell very different stories. In fact: It's ourselves who tells the stories. Not the data.

    youtube.com/watch?v=xJm22rmJsgg

    #Science #Evolution #Human #Ancestry #Biology #HumanEvolution #Anthropology

  7. A quotation from Franklin Roosevelt

    Remember always that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists.

    Franklin Delano Roosevelt (1882–1945) American lawyer, politician, statesman, US President (1933–1945)
    Speech (1938-04-21), 47th Annual Continental Congress of the Daughters of the American Revolution, Constitution Hall, Washington, DC

    More about this quote: wist.info/roosevelt-franklin-d…

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #franklinroosevelt #franklindroosevelt #franklindelanoroosevelt #fdr #ancestry #heritage #immigrants #revolution

  8. A quotation from Franklin Roosevelt

    Remember always that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists.

    Franklin Delano Roosevelt (1882–1945) American lawyer, politician, statesman, US President (1933–1945)
    Speech (1938-04-21), 47th Annual Continental Congress of the Daughters of the American Revolution, Constitution Hall, Washington, DC

    More about this quote: wist.info/roosevelt-franklin-d…

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #franklinroosevelt #franklindroosevelt #franklindelanoroosevelt #fdr #ancestry #heritage #immigrants #revolution

  9. A quotation from Franklin Roosevelt

    Remember always that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists.

    Franklin Delano Roosevelt (1882–1945) American lawyer, politician, statesman, US President (1933–1945)
    Speech (1938-04-21), 47th Annual Continental Congress of the Daughters of the American Revolution, Constitution Hall, Washington, DC

    More about this quote: wist.info/roosevelt-franklin-d…

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #franklinroosevelt #franklindroosevelt #franklindelanoroosevelt #fdr #ancestry #heritage #immigrants #revolution

  10. A quotation from Franklin Roosevelt

    Remember always that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists.

    Franklin Delano Roosevelt (1882–1945) American lawyer, politician, statesman, US President (1933–1945)
    Speech (1938-04-21), 47th Annual Continental Congress of the Daughters of the American Revolution, Constitution Hall, Washington, DC

    More about this quote: wist.info/roosevelt-franklin-d…

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #franklinroosevelt #franklindroosevelt #franklindelanoroosevelt #fdr #ancestry #heritage #immigrants #revolution

  11. What a wonderful evening I’ve had. Miss 18 (almost 19) granddaughter that I very rarely see nowadays due to she’s now working & has a boyfriend, got in touch. “Hey Grandma, long time no see, can I come round”. I said of course & checked to see if there was a blue moon due.
    She arrived around 4pm, purpose of visit was because she is doing a family tree & wanted to do the maternal side of her Dads (my son) family. I was thinking I wouldn’t be a great help as I thought my memory would betray me once we got past my grandparents as my recollections were hazy. It was fabulous, we did my maternal & paternal side & a name would crop up that sparked a memory & we’d go from there. I can’t believe how far back we got. Got stuck in the 1700’s on my Mums side, but the last we found on my Dads side who I must admit was an only child, went back to 1605 😃. My goodness they kept fabulous records in the UK.
    We had dinner together & talked about family & issues on all sides & it was just the most amazing few hours with this lovely young woman. #Ancestry #Family #History

  12. Did you know Epstein's name & ancestors come from a town in #Germany?

    It's even called Eppstein!
    en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epstein

    They even had "nobles" - the Lords of Eppstein.
    en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lords_of

    Wonder if they were also pedos? But I guess back then it was a common thing for nobles to be...

    Just some of that #Epstein- #Etymology - #Trivia 🤷

    #JeffreyEpstein #EpsteinFiles #Epstein #History #Random #Wikipedia #Wiki #Genealogy #Nobility #Ancestry #historical #weird

  13. #geniatip : Nutze die #metasuche von genealogy.net des @blog .

    Bei mir hat es gedauert, bis ich die Mächtigkeit dieses #Tool​s erkannt habe. Mit einer #Suche über alle #ofb, dazu #gedbas #grabsteinProjekt #verlustlisten #passagierlisten #sterbebilder #auswanderer #zufallsfunde - alles was das #genealogie - Herz begehrt. Sicherlich eine interessante #Alternative zu #Ahnenforschung​s-#Portal​en wie #familysearch #myheritage #ancestry #findmypast #findagrave & Co.

    #Genealogy #FamilyHistory

  14. #geniatip : Nutze die #metasuche von genealogy.net des @blog .

    Bei mir hat es gedauert, bis ich die Mächtigkeit dieses #Tool​s erkannt habe. Mit einer #Suche über alle #ofb, dazu #gedbas #grabsteinProjekt #verlustlisten #passagierlisten #sterbebilder #auswanderer #zufallsfunde - alles was das #genealogie - Herz begehrt. Sicherlich eine interessante #Alternative zu #Ahnenforschung​s-#Portal​en wie #familysearch #myheritage #ancestry #findmypast #findagrave & Co.

    #Genealogy #FamilyHistory

  15. #geniatip : Nutze die #metasuche von genealogy.net des @blog .

    Bei mir hat es gedauert, bis ich die Mächtigkeit dieses #Tool​s erkannt habe. Mit einer #Suche über alle #ofb, dazu #gedbas #grabsteinProjekt #verlustlisten #passagierlisten #sterbebilder #auswanderer #zufallsfunde - alles was das #genealogie - Herz begehrt. Sicherlich eine interessante #Alternative zu #Ahnenforschung​s-#Portal​en wie #familysearch #myheritage #ancestry #findmypast #findagrave & Co.

    #Genealogy #FamilyHistory

  16. Ancient #DNA reveals 2,800 years of genetic continuity in remote Oceania 🌏🧬

    A new paleogenomic study has uncovered the longest known stretch of population continuity in remote Oceania, shedding new light on the #ancestry of the first inhabitants of Palau. 🔍

    Find out more: ⤵️
    lifesciences.univie.ac.at/news

  17. #Ancestry has a table with really cool high quality #stickers. Germany, England, Italy, Denmark, Norway, Sweden, were grabbed up extremely quick. Possibly an indication of attendees that have ancestors from those areas.

    #RootsTech2026 #Genealogy #ethnicity #RootsTech

  18. Samuel Joseph (Gill) Guille (1687-abt.1752) | WikiTree FREE Family Tree wikitree.com/wiki/Gill-1095
    Also part of my ancestry, this one was captured by Abenaki and was happy living with them
    #ancestry

  19. Largest USA cities matching Italian place names

    Source: caliper.com

    Most of these cities and towns in the United States have Anglicized the Italian city names. For many of the cases the city name was chosen based on the Italian city, though some of the “Augusta” examples appear to have been named for local women. In other instances, a city may have been named for the settlers hometown, which itself was named for a city/town in Italy. The population figures provided are 2026 estimates by worldpopulationreview.com.

    Most common city/town names from Italy include Augusta = 8, Milan = 7, Florence/Rome = 6 each and Genoa/Lodi = 5 each.

    Peace!

    ——-

    1. Augusta, Georgia = 201,590
    2. Syracuse, New York = 145,678
    3. Parma, Ohio = 78,544
    4. Lodi, California = 69,743
    5. Valdosta, Georgia = 55,788
    6. Florence, Alabama = 43,781
    7. Syracuse, Utah = 42,303
    8. Florence, South Carolina = 41,336
    9. Rome, Georgia = 39,183
    10. Florence, Kentucky = 34,598
    11. Venice, Florida = 32,053
    12. Rome, New York = 32,041
    13. North Augusta, South Carolina = 27,349
    14. Lodi, New Jersey = 26,934
    15. Florence, Arizona = 23,689
    16. Naples, Florida = 20,683
    17. Augusta, Maine = 19,226
    18. Verona, Wisconsin = 18,287
    19. South Venice, Florida = 18,195
    20. Verona, New Jersey = 15,235
    21. Roma, Texas = 11,684
    22. Ravenna, Ohio = 11,196
    23. Port Salerno, Florida = 11,157
    24. Milan, Tennessee = 8,371
    25. Marengo, Illinois = 7,772
    26. Milan, Michigan = 6,037
    27. Verona, New York = 5,859
    28. Palermo, California = 5,453
    29. Naples Manor, Florida = 5,193
    30. Milan, Illinois = 5,002
    31. Naples Park, Florida = 4,771
    32. Tarentum, Pennsylvania = 4,103
    33. St. Augusta, Minnesota = 3,896
    34. Syracuse, Indiana = 3,234
    35. Lodi, Wisconsin = 3,202
    36. East Syracuse, New York = 3,008
    37. Arcola, Illinois = 2,915
    38. Genoa City, Wisconsin = 2,865
    39. Lodi, Ohio = 2,816
    40. Venice Gardens, Florida = 2,356
    41. Parma, Idaho = 2,246
    42. Genoa, Ohio = 2,167
    43. Milan, Indiana = 1,834
    44. Milan, Missouri = 1,714
    45. Sorrento, Louisiana = 1,619
    46. Rome, Illinois = 1,603
    47. Augusta, Wisconsin = 1,456
    48. Venice, Illinois = 1,433
    49. Milan, Ohio = 1,327
    50. Rome City, Indiana = 1,316
    51. Genoa, Nevada = 1,298
    52. Rome, Maine = 1,197
    53. Loretto, Pennsylvania = 1,126
    54. Mantua, Ohio = 1,019
    55. Tivoli, New York = 1,019
    56. Naples, New York = 954
    57. Augusta, Michigan – 842
    58. Genoa, Nebraska = 840
    59. Turin, Georgia = 702
    60. Savona, New York = 661
    61. Milan, Georgia = 605
    62. Modena, Pennsylvania = 546
    63. Tivoli, Texas = 545
    64. Subiaco, Arkansas = 407
    65. Lodi, New York = 280
    66. Augusta, Missouri = 266
    67. Genoa, Wisconsin = 228
    68. Palermo, North Dakota = 120
    69. Florence, Indiana = 62
    70. Augusta, Iowa = 58
    71. Arcola, Missouri = 38
    72. Florence, Illinois = 16

    SOURCES:

    #ancestry #cities #Europe #fun #geography #history #Italia #Italy #maps #placeNames #placenames
  20. Pittsburgh Post-Gazette: Who owns Pa.’s digitized history? We’re a step closer to an answer. “On Wednesday, Pennsylvania’s Commonwealth Court heard legal arguments in the case, in which a New York City-based professional genealogist faces off with a little-known but important state agency, as well as online genealogy giant Ancestry. The latter is a private company used by millions of […]

    https://rbfirehose.com/2026/02/11/pittsburgh-post-gazette-who-owns-pa-s-digitized-history-were-a-step-closer-to-an-answer/
  21. It shouldn't be about how many people you add, but how many sources, stories, and photos you can add. Just say'n.

    #Ancestry #Genealogy

  22. Just had one of those sudden epiphanies that feels like it should be a bit monumental.

    In an early episode of #Cosmos, #NielDegrasseTyson stood in front of one of an ancient Stone Tower, like #Jericho era stuff, and said something like, "our #ancestors used to stand on top of this to get a better view of the stars."

    I just realized that, when he says "our ancestors", he probably literally means "you and I are descended from these people", because this thing was built so long ago that those bloodlines have likely been dispersed through most of the human race by now.

    It's probable that literally everyone reading this message is descended from someone who stood atop that Tower at Jericho, or at least a similar Tower at that time, and looked up at the same stars we can still see in the night sky, wondering what they were or just marveling at the view.

    *"Mind Blown."*

    #science #astronomy #history #ancestry #humanity #OnePlanetOnePeople

  23. Konferenz Wien 2025: Digitise.Transform.Inspire

    Die internationale Konferenz „Digitise.Transform.Inspire“ (DTI) vom 1. bis 2. September 2025 im Hotel „Imperial Riding School“, der ehemals kaiserlichen Militärreitschule in Wien, führte über 200 Personen aus vielen Ländern zusammen. Sie richtete sich vor allem an Menschen, die in Archiven an der digitalen Erschließung historischer Bestände arbeiten. Es waren aber auch Teilnehmer aus Organisationen von Archiv-Nutzern dabei, darunter mehrere aus Newsredaktion, Projekten und […]

    compgen.de/2025/09/konferenz-w

  24. Had me DNA tested and no surprise it's majority #ScotsIrish with continental #European making up most of the remainder. But then there was this: 0.2% #Nigerian. May or may not be true, but it's possible. The British Isles are not quite as #Caucasian as we have been led to believe, eh? #Scotland #Britain #Ancestry #Europe #BlackMastodon newsone.com/6399941/the-histor

  25. If you also maintain a LARGE family tree on #Ancestry or a similar #genealogy website, can living people that publicly supported #Trump #fascism in the past *ever* convince you to scrub their complicity from their profile?
    #ResistanceGenealogy

  26. There are other branches of Sese around the Philippines but they mainly stayed in their immediate area not like the branch in Pampanga. The original #Sese 's were siblings who hailed from Guangdong as #Xie. My mother's branch came from Pampanga. 😉 #Ancestry #Lineage #History

  27. How do you keep your interest going with #genealogy? Is the spark still alive? Or is the magic gone?

    This is something that I've been struggling with. Recently, I had to make a few decisions on where to spend my #time.

    I would love to hear from others on their thoughts about gen #research, #brickwalls, and #burnout

    I wrote down a few of my thoughts and issues:

    ancestryroads.blogspot.com/202

    #genealogist #généalogie #ancestry #FamilyHistory

  28. #ResistanceGenealogy is not just limited to exposing people who were guilty of #CrimesAgainstHumanity - or collaborating with them politically - in the past.

    It also includes adding such collaboration to the profile of *living* people on web-based family trees, such as #Ancestry , for posterity!

  29. Guest Editorial in The Tennessean: “If you’re remembered as a #Trump sycophant, your descendants may be ashamed of you.” Spread the word, especially to those who are ‘keepers of the family tree’ on #Ancestry etc… tennessean.com/story/opinion/c

    #ResistanceGenealogy #USpol