People undertake family history research for different reasons. Some, perhaps, to preserve treasured memories. Some, as a journey of discovery. Some, to resolve mysteries.
I grew up knowing my ancestors in what felt like a two-dimensional way. They existed in pictures, occasionally in conversation, but there seemed to be no life animating them.
Through an unexpected contact with a distant, previously unknown relative, I was introduced to my great-great-great grandfather, through an account his daughter had given to her grandmother. You can meet my great-great-great grandfather here.
Perhaps one of the most exciting experiences is for a two-dimensional picture in an album, or on a wall slowly to start to turn into a three-dimensional human being. Discoveries, conversations, connections start to give bones and flesh, voice and breath to a previously lifeless face and body.
John Duncan 