Blue Blood?
Lt-Cdr Peter Hinton, MBE, RN (ret)
In my previous article 'An Irish Odyssey' I told how my maternal grandfather, in his family tree, claimed that his grandmother Catherine Kough was descended from King Edward III of England. I grew up aware of this claim but only since working as a senior editor with Burke's Peerage & Gentry have I been able to confirm it.
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The Mists of Ochiltree - The Big Hoose
By Rose Williams Ochiltree
The Big House stands in a delightful situation at the junction of the Lugar and the Burnock. A generation or so ago it could be approached through the "Bill Yet" straight from Mill Street.
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Crushed Poppies
By Margo Fallis
War never used to mean anything to me. It was something that happened a long time ago, in a land so far away that it never touched me. I never knew anyone, besides my father, who had fought in a war. I'd listened to his war stories, but they were just that, stories. I'd read about war in history books, watched war movies on television and read articles about war in the newspapers, but it didn't affect me personally, or so I thought.
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Profile of a Gentleman's Gentleman
By John William Fulks and Rose Williams Ochiltree
I was born John William Fulks in Marceline, Missouri on November 6, 1920, the same day Warren G. Harding was elected president of the USA during the final days of Woodrow Wilson's administration.
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Linking McTernan families around the world using DNA
By Michael McTiernan
I have been doing genealogy for some 20 years and always seem to get stuck with the classic Irish problem of no written records. If there are some it is difficult to tell the difference as often times in a small geographic area you have many individuals with the same given name, the same surname and aproximately the same birth year. How do you know if you have found your relative?
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John Stuart-Forbes
By Adele Pentony-Graham
Whilst walking around my local Clareville Cemetery, where I am currently researching the early settlers, as I feel they have not received any recognition for the toil they put in, towards making New Zealand what it is today, a fairly new country...
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Bluebells, Monsters and Ghosts
By Margo Fallis
The mist of early morning swirled above the dark water of Loch Ness, like a vaporous specter, yearning to transcend into the depths of hell.
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In the Footsteps of Dead Rellies
By Kenneth Charles Wentworth Miles
My wife, Bet, and I had been on a coach tour to Scotland in 1984 but did not have any opportunity to undertake family research. However, since that time I have discovered considerably more about my Scottish forebears.
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An Irish Odyssey
Lt-Cdr Peter Hinton, MBE, RN (ret)
My Irish grandfather, who died when I was 13, left a family tree. This family tree has intrigued me all my life and I have been proud of my Irish ancestry. However, it is only recently that I have tried to investigate more fully the lives of some of those who feature on that large sheet of paper in his spidery hand-writing.
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Who Am I?
By Margo Fallis
American or Scottish? I’ve often wondered which of those I truly am. My heart says I’m Scottish; my passport says I’m American, yet I feel at home in both countries. I’m just as comfortable hiking over the heather-covered hills of the Scottish Highlands as I am driving the busy freeways of Atlanta, Georgia.
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