As I hope this blog demonstrates, so much genealogical research becomes a collaborative effort. When I first got started, back in the ’80s, much of it mine was with Floyd Hodson, a cousin of my father’s generation. When I speak of collaboration, let’s not overlook his wife.
I had Melba type up my notes because my writing is terrible now. Never was too good and since my heart attack my hand is more nervous now.
Floyd Hodson, 1983