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My Rootstech Journey! February 4th, 2016 Thursday - Day 2

Thursday at Rootstech

My Journey to Rootstech


Thursday February 4th, 2016

Day 2 at Rootstech 2016.

Morning: I went to General Session. I met CEO Steve Rockwood of Family Search.
Photo was taken by some good folks at AncestorCloud. Please take a look at their website. They were so good to me throughout Rootstech. I can't wait to use their Site! 

                                  Me in RED! lol. 

© AncestorCloud.com 

Jana Last of Jana's Genealogy and Family History Blog asked me to be on the "sofa chat" with her Interview in the Media Hub. I sat right beside Jill Ball of GeniAus. I was in the right place at the right time. Thanks Jana! for this special memory and AncestorCloud for this Gift. 

 Paula Madison on her Inspiring Story on her Grandfather Samuel Lowe. I ran into people all day long. You must get your Selfie or Speak to them as you see your Gen Buddies.

 It's such a busy time you don't know if you'll run into them again. I took every opportunity I could to speak to so many people who's blogs and products I follow. I just didn't want it to go unnoticed that I enjoy and appreciate their Work. Deep inside I was hoping and happy when I did get a 2nd chance. 

I got to meet the Youngest Ambassador for Rootstech Ruby Baird by chance as I was turning the corner. Her mother was very gracious when I asked if it was okay to take a picture. She even took it for me. So sweet! ❤︎. Very bright young lady. 

Ambassador Ruby Baird and My True Roots

Afternoon: I spent all afternoon in the Exhibit Hall! My last post you will see all the photos I took from that. From Innovators Alley and beyond. Soda and Water was FREE everyday! They had food vendors everywhere. I was steady grubbing. I'll also ran around the Exhibit Hall meeting Innovators. Leaving my address labels with Vendors for drawings. Everything was catching my eye. In the Genealogy World we call them BSO's. I was BSO'ed out ALL DAY long. There was always something around making me go to get a closer look. So glad I did.....you'll see what I mean in my wrap up post. 

Geneabloggers Group Photo for 2016

At 1:00pm after Lunch ALL Geneabloggers! had a Group photo. I was taking a deep breath taking it all in being around all my fellow bloggers. The camera dude caught me right at the moment! I'm the only one with my eyes closed and wearing Thomas MacEntees' Crown. Can you believe that? I was in my Moment!



I had 3 Tracks 

D. Joshua Taylor: RT2486 / Genealogical & Historical Societies to the Rescue

Geoff Rasmussen: RT2248 / Navigating the New Google Photos

Angela Walton-Raji: RT2389 / Native American Genealogy in 19th and 20th Century

4:20 I had appointment with Family Chartmasters! They will do my Ivery Family Tree ready for 2017 in Orlando, Florida. 

Janet was Wonderful

Evening: I was hungry! and running to Elevations to meet AAGHS African American Genealogy Historical Society Members attending Rootstech with Jim Ison, Manager of Family Search and David Rencher, Family Search. 

AAGHS Members with Jim Ison & David Rencher - Chief Genealogist for Family Search

That conversation and all the information and connections going back and forth. I was amazed. I have to Thank them for including me. I learned so much just in that dinner conversation full of knowledge and resources.  The ins and outs of exhaustive research.  I was so impressionable. WoW.  

I was still filled with excitement late into the night. Tomorrow came soon...

Day 2  was awesome!

Gotta Go and prepare Day 3! See ya Soon! 

Don't forget to use the #Rootstech anywhere and you can find interesting things about the Conference. 

Note to Myself: Don't forget True to Add from your Diary as you remember to this blog post. I know you have Notes scattered all over the place.


Link to Day 1 

✿ My True Roots is 3 ✿

Today is YOUR Day!

My faithful readers. New & Old and My Unborn Readers.

 I want to Thank Each and Everyone of you! For taking time to stop what your doing. 

Reading with Comments and Leaving me Notes through out the Year. From the bottom of my Heart.....It is so heartwarming.

Thank You!

I'm truly Blessed and Honored to be able to present to you my Ancestors as you take this Sankofa Journey patiently with me as I grow yearly into a Geneablogger.  

In this LINK you can reminisce with me on my 1st Blog Piece. 

Every Year on my Blogiversary

I'll bring My 1st Back

My 1st Blog Piece 11-7-2012

at 2:30 pm

Hugs & Kisses

HaPpY 3rd Blogiversary! 

❀ Moms Aprons ❀

Mom's Apron

We can go back until the end of time when there were Aprons. My 1st glance was in the Home. Then I saw them everywhere. On the Pilgrims. In Art. 

Aprons that resonate with me the most were during Slavery. 

Child birth. The big house. The fields.

Those aprons have many stories to tell.....


Just like my Mom and the Womenfolk before her and her and her. 

I mostly remember Mom had her "everyday" ones or her "good" ones she used for Church Socials. Doily fancy ones for Company. She had one place for them in a special drawer only for aprons and clean fresh brand new kitchen towels. 

Mom. Jan,1970.

This was taken in 1970. Mom was 47. She was dealing with a 2 year old, Me. This is The House that Built Me. 

She looks tired this day. I'm sure I had some part of it. I don't know how she did it? Day in, day out. 24 hours a day, 7 Days a week. She was suppose to be all alone with Daddy enjoying being a empty nester, with visiting Grandchildren. Not raising one.



I had my eyes, nose, hands and face wiped with those Aprons. Ive seen them take out hot sweet potato pies from the oven. I've seen them in the Garden helping to hold the bounties of fresh vegetables. Squash, Peppers, Beans and Peas and such.





Then there is my Grandma Lillian Mary Johnson Sweigard!

Even Grandma Lil had a Apron. I'm so glad Mom saved this for me. 

I noticed everything in the background. I cherish this photo. I was only 3 when Grandma Lillian died. So I have no memory. These few and rare photos I have of her are so precious to me.  

Grandma Lillian Mary Johnson Sweigard. July,1971.

My Army Apron

When I went in the Army, I earned my own Apron.  Since I'm a Granny now. Lovingly called "Nannie". I will pass this tradition on to her. I will let her see me in my Apron. Comfort her and wipe her tears or a smudge on her face. Just like my Mom did for me. 

I have Mom's Aprons saved for Pudding for when she starts a family in the far future. 

Moms saved Apron for Pudding

When Mom and Daddy passed away. We started in the kitchen. Going through the cabinets. I knew that drawer was filled with her most cherished items. 

Aprons were just one.....

Those Aprons were a source of comfort to me. With smells of fresh baked something or just the smell of all that good comes from Mother Earth.


Mom's Aprons

Just a NoTe To MyseLF.....

Where I'm From

         
 Where I'm From...                                                

I'm from a old dusty red handled flour swifter, from fried okra, and sweet bread.

Mom's red-handled swifter and Grandma Queen's skillet

I’m from a remembered 4 story home, with a barn, ruled by my Mother’s voice and by my Father’s presence.

I’m from home grown variety gardens full of Collard Greens, Peppers, and Tomatoes. Acorns and Leaves. Azalea bushes, fresh cut grass; along with Honeysuckle lamb in summer.

Aunt Sarah, 100. Prepping Collard Greens. 

I am from big hearted, big eyes, high cheeks, with smiles long as the Mississippi River, all from a Granddaddy we only heard about, thru his Son J.E. and his wife Tinnie.

I’m from a lineage of Slaves, Sharecroppers, Civil Rights Advocates, Soldiers and Intellectual People of Wisdom.

From, “When one life was taken, another was Given”,  now you better “Run with it”.

I’m from a heritage of “We Baptist up in Here”, foot-stomping, hand clapping, singing Ol’ Time Religion songs, Chairman of the Deacon Board, Reverends,Doctors, Lawyers and Teachers all out of a small school called Merritt School for the Colored.

I’m from a small town called Oberlin. With parts of  Midway, Alabama and Bonaire, Georgia with a touch of  South Carolina. From Ancestors who were West African, Yoruba, with deep European roots that stretch along from the eastern shores all the way down south to Florida.

Africa in 1600's

From mealtimes that included rice and something fried along with a piece of some 2- tiered cake Mom made of chocolate or coconut. 

From, trips "Down Home" in the summer, were all my family gathered to have a good time, even in sorrow. We always had a feast spread out by the Elders. I come from barefoot walks to Ms. Mary Thomas’s candy store where 1$ could by you a small brown bag full of goodies.

I’m from the Slave, Ike Ivery, and his unbeknownst slaveowner. From Lizzie Jordan a Slave woman who bore children from the Irishman and her born into slavery husband George Daniel. She was a Woman of her time. Rumored to be a BlackFoot Indian and African. I’m from a Patriot from Pa with the Barrick name. 

I am from a crowd of beautiful faces of all shades of color from white to latte, honey to chocolate. From Love and Hate, from a place where you can’t put a price on our soul or our body. From a place were we are all counted and a place where we are Somebody to Everybody. That’s our Treasure of Worth.

From my friend Lisa D. Cooper. She showed me who she was through writing her story.  I want to share and show you some of ME. Thank You Lisa!


George Ella Lyon  Thank YOU! for this! 

This is where this Originally comes from. George Ella Lyon Writer and Teacher.  

I made my Version. 

Where are you from?