I can't even begin to count how many hours I've spent in the last 20+ years researching my family tree. It all started with a folder full of handwritten notes given to me by my great-uncle Jimmy.  He and his wife never had children, but he loved keeping track of his family's history.  Since he was nearing the end of his life, he decided to trust me with the "folder" since I was the only one at the time who had shown any interest. All the other great-nieces and nephews were too busy, lived far away, or had their own genealogy "thing" going.   I think all THAT was likely them wanting to hoard whatever family photos they had in their possession, much in the way that relatives came crawling out of the woodwork to raid Uncle Jimmy's house when he passed away. Anyway, all these years later I find it rather funny that I'm the childless one, yet I'm the one doing the genealogy research. I did, indeed start this effort in the days before Ancest...