Oopsie . . .

This morning start off on a bad note and then got worse. But only for a while.



For some reason I woke up at 4am, apparently not remembering that I didn’t need to actually get up until 4:30. Then to top it all off, I went to the WRONG gate.

When I got the text from Todd about today’s gate, I saw the gate name Davila 5 and the time 5:30p and figured I knew where it was. I had been to Davila 3,4,5 three different times so I figured this was the one Todd was talking about so I didn’t look carefully at the directions. I should have.

So I ended up at the wrong gate and it took me about 30 minutes to get it all straightened out and get to the right gate. I’m still not sure how there can be a Davila 3,4,5 AND a Davila 5,6,7, miles apart.

And I guess it wasn’t just me since late this afternoon someone showed up at my gate looking for the other Davila, so now I don’t feel so bad.



The gate itself was very slow, with only 6 vehicles in and out all day. Nice and quiet.

Changing gears, Jan’s gotten the Genealogy bug again and we’ve been working through the labyrinth that is Family Search, the LDS free online family tree program. A lot of it is already done and on paper so it’s just a matter of entering it in.

Jan’s family on her mother’s side goes back to the late 1500’s with the Morgan family of Virginia. At one time the Morgan’s owned most of Virginia and what is now West Virginia. In fact Morgantown WV is named for her family.

On my side, my mother was a member of both the DAR (Daughters of the American Revolution) and the UDC (United Daughters of the Confederacy) so she has our lines going back to the Revolution and beyond, including a lot from early Virginia. In fact I wouldn’t be surprised if Jan and I are actually related back there somewhere.

That might explain a lot.

And on my father’s side, his mother, Sarah Ann Parr, was born in England. We’ve got that line pretty much traced back, with only a few gaps, to Catherine Parr, the sixth and last wife of Henry VIII. Not from Henry, of course. He and Catherine never had any children. But she remarried after he died, and we come down from that line.



Wrapping up, tomorrow and Wednesday I’m on another gate, and I definitely know where this one is.

I hope.


Thought for the Day:

“An expert is a person who has made all the mistakes that can be made in a very narrow field.” ― Niels Bohr

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