A road trip to your ancestral home doesn't always go well, but read these readers' touching accounts of returning home.
A road trip back home can be full of warm fuzzies or turn into a hot mess. These readers’ touching
stories show you can go home again, at least to your ancestral home. Each contributor will receive our Family Tree Pocket Reference
—which also fits perfectly inside a glove compartment.
Mom, at 95, wished to see where she grew up. As we drove up a dirt road, she said, “It’s looking familiar.” Seeing snow ahead, we parked and walked. She explained that the well had been over there, the chicken coop there, the barn up there and the house there. Foundations for the chicken coop and barn were still discernible, as was the cellar hole under the one-room house site. Cousin Floyd was amazed Mom remembered after 80 years. She said it was there, and we saw the proof. It was an amazing journey into Mom’s memories.
Arlene Olson » Roosevelt, Minn.