Bob and Margaret had settled into a new life in Indian head, and were building their future together. But one piece of their plan wasn’t working out the way they’d hoped.

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After eighteen months of living with Robert’s family, Robert and Margaret were more than ready to set out on their own, even if it meant moving nearly 200 miles away.

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After a hasty marriage, Robert and Margaret, two very different people, begin to learn about one another. That’s made even more difficult when they’re living with other family members.

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He was 26, a quiet country boy with only grade 8, still living with his very religious mother and working at a job he didn’t like. She was 27, a thoroughly modern girl who’d left home at 16 to work at Eaton’s, and loved to be out dancing. But it was love at first sight for these two very different people.

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It was 1925. Robert Shaw’s father had died five days after he turned 13; his teacher had told him he was “stupid;” he wasn’t equipped for the kind of job he wanted. What did his future hold?

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It’s so easy to forget, in 2019, that only 100 years ago, life was very different. And that 150 years ago, many immigrants, many from Ireland, were building homes in Canada, creating communities, clearing farmland, and building cabins, and then houses, in which to live and raise their families. My paternal grandparents were two of those people.

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“We’re all ghosts. We all carry, inside us,people who came before us.”-Liam Callanan, The Cloud Atlas In Part 1 (my last post), which was primarily about our Sherritt ancestors, I mentioned that George Sherritt married Sarah Jane Baird in 1873.   Side Note: In case, like me, you’re wondering why so many first names are

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My desire to understand my parents led me all the way back to Ireland during the famine of the 1840s.

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“No journey is too great if you find what you seek.”-Anonymous Since Dad rarely spoke about his background, almost everything I know about it was told to me by my mother (and inevitably coloured by her perspective), picked up through my own observations, or overheard when members of Dad’s family were talking.  In addition, the Shaw

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“I’m just kind of taking whatever life gives me and hoping that I make the right decision.”-Amy Smart Margaret MacDonald left home when she was 16 to go to the city of Winnipeg, Manitoba, and start a new life. On the surface, her story is a simple one.  Eldest child of a 17-year-old mother and a

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“You don’t stumble upon your heritage. It’s there, just waiting to be explored and shared.”-Robbie Robertson Read my post about Bruce’s family – Our MacDonald / Casselman Heritage.Read my post about Alice’s family – Our Agnew / Shaw Heritage.Wapella, SaskatchewanAs I indicated in the two previous posts, Alice was born in Wapella, Saskatchewan, and had

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“Do not diminish who you are. Your gender, your heritage, your identity. That’s what makes you unique.”-Strong by Kailin Gow The Agnew FamilyI realize this part of my story might be of interest to only a small number of people, so feel free to skip it. My focus isn’t on finding out all the details

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“All of our ancestors live within each one of us whether we are aware of it or not.” -Laurence Overmire My mother’s heritage/ancestry was very important to her. She often reminisced about the few stories she’d heard. Especially her father’s side of the family.So, before we go further, I’m going to share with you some

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“Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family. Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.”-Jane Howard, “Families” Of course, my parents weren’t all alone in the world. So I also gained two new extended families. While none of them lived near us during my first year,

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“My life has been shaped by the decision two people made over 24 years ago. They decided to adopt a child. They got me, and I got a chance at the kind of life all children deserve.”-Karen Fowler, Reflections on Motherhood The wait was almost overAs I mentioned last week, I’m sure waiting for my

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“A baby is a little bit of heaven on earth.”-Author Unknown        Me at six/seven months As you can see, I’m bundled up in my carriage with a sweater, hat, and blanket because I might get cold. It’s either June or July. Me at eight/nine monthsMom is in a short sleeved dress and I’m wearing

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