I have held off on paying to have my DNA test done because I have most of our lines so far back that I really didn’t think it would tell me much that I didn’t already know. There were a few families that we know were from Ireland, but not sure exactly where. Those were the only facts that I wondered if a DNA test would clear up. My sisters and I discussed going in on the price of one test and having one of us take it. Shortly after that discussion, there was an article about how DNA tests can vary between siblings. My sister, Lois, volunteered at that time to pay for a test for herself. I looked forward to seeing her results.
As a genealogist, I’ve poured over death records and sometimes they really get to me. I hate to see a family lose all of their children in infancy, or an entire family get wiped out due to illness. With that in mind, I couldn’t help but think of the members of my family who died from Tuberculosis over the years when I saw this article posted yesterday by one of my favorite Historical romance novelists, Candice Hern The article titled How a generation of consumptives defined 19th-century Romanticism got me thinking that there was probably a disconnect between the Romantic poets and artists and what the “common man” went through because of this terrible disease.