KNOWING vs knowing

In genealogy, there’s a lot of emphasis on the difference between KNOWing and knowing.

Take my 2nd-Great-Grandfather Patt O’Brien for example…

Looking for Noah

It’s Easter this Sunday. And for at least one of my maternal ancestors, that would have been a very busy time of year.

According to my great-grandmother’s handwritten notes about her family, her grandfather, William Noah Marsh, was “a Baptist clergyman in England.”

That really isn’t a ton of information to go on, but I’ve been trying to track him down none-the-less.

I love them! Were it not for a nosy news reporter, I would know far less about my maternal 3rd-Great-Grandmother than I do.

Luckily for me, she knew Abraham Lincoln.

It’s far from pay dirt… or gold… In fact, it’s more akin to uncorroborated testimony by a dodgy witness in a murder trial.

But it’s so much better than the nothing I’ve been coming up with.

What is this incredible, untested, fascinating, yet probably bogus piece of ancestry trivia, you ask?