But it was the birth of my only child, a daughter, in May of 1981, that was the catalyst to really start me on my journey into the past.
The photo up in the right had corner is one I grew up looking at in my grandfather's photo album every time we would visit. They only lived a little over a mile from us, so we visited a lot, and I looked at that picture a lot. In the back on the left is his father, my great grandfather, Henry A. Cross. He died 2 years before I was born. Oh how I wish I could have known him.
I have that same longing to know all of my ancestors! Come along with me as I journey back and let me introduce you to some of the most interesting people I have ever "met."
Here's one of the most important of those interesting people, my father, John Stanley Cross. This picture was taken a year or so before I was born.
Daddy was born in 1930. But wait, we'll save more of his story for another post.
Thank you for coming along for the ride.