Week 18: 'Close Up'
When we went on a Family History Trail in Great Britain in 2015, I tried to visit all the places my ancestors came from and where they were baptized, married and buried.
I think the one place I felt the most goosebumps was when I visited my father's hometown and the house he and the family had lived in. I went as close up as I could, climbing the stairs and knocking on the door. Unfortunately, there was no one at home. It is a strange feeling to walk in the same place as your father did when he was young and living on the other side of the world.
On the 29 May 1904 my father was born in a small house perched on the side of a rise at the end of the row of houses. No 40 Dean Park, Peebles, Peeblesshire, Scotland.
When we went on a Family History Trail in Great Britain in 2015, I tried to visit all the places my ancestors came from and where they were baptized, married and buried.
I think the one place I felt the most goosebumps was when I visited my father's hometown and the house he and the family had lived in. I went as close up as I could, climbing the stairs and knocking on the door. Unfortunately, there was no one at home. It is a strange feeling to walk in the same place as your father did when he was young and living on the other side of the world.
On the 29 May 1904 my father was born in a small house perched on the side of a rise at the end of the row of houses. No 40 Dean Park, Peebles, Peeblesshire, Scotland.
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