52 Ancestors: Flora May (Manning) Connor & Baby Geneva

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I wrote this post back in 2009 on my other blog, "Untangled Family Roots." This is one of my favorite treasures from my genealogy research days. Some day I'll write a book about this experience and Grandma's life. However, it's one of those books that I keep starting and then putting down because it holds a special place in my heart, and I want it to be perfect. 

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2009

As a result of more than two years of research, I was finally able to give my husband's grandmother the gift she had most wanted. When she was a child, her mother, Flora May 

(Manning) Conner died after giving birth. Grandma didn't even know if the child was a girl or a boy, and all she ever wanted was to find where her mother was buried and return to visit her. After I found where she was buried at the
Llano Cemetery
Amarillo
Potter County
Texas, USA
Plot: Section 74 Lot 46 Space 1,
my sister and mother-in-law were able to take her on a trip to Texas and Oklahoma so that she could visit their graves. She was saddened to find that the only thing marking their graves were gray bricks with just their first names on them. She decided then that she would give them new headstones, so she purchased them and marked their graves with beautiful headstones. She was also happy to discover that she had a baby sister and that her parents had given her a name before the baby and her mother died.

These are the moments I look forward to in my research when I can give something special to a family member that they have always wanted to know or see about their ancestors.

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