Showing posts with label Palomo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Palomo. Show all posts

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Grateful for finding information

Somehow, somewhere I started finding information. I managed to find the names of all my Great grandparents and even names of almost all my GG Grandparents. So....how wonderful is that. Posted a question on German Genealogy that half way answered how my Grandmother's family was from German Nobility. Came across another site that answered many of my Biological fathers linage. I have even seen some pictures of ancestors.
One only wishes for more of course. For now I will be grateful for what I have.

One day I foresee more information online where one can research in all languages. By then, those of us who are pioneers in getting the questions answered that we have access to while we have a chance are simply people who are laying the groundwork for future connections.

So things I am looking forward to are....Sachsen-Anhalt in Germany to digitize their records. I know it will happen. I just hope soon. And wouldn't it be just awesome if there would be translations on all of these records? Now I am dreaming.

 I do wish I were able to come across pictures of who the people are that I have in my tree. I have my generation and pictures of my parents now. Like I said I should be pleased that I got the information I have.

Not sure what people who are looking at biological fathers tree think seeing my name come up, if they even see it. Perhaps there are those who do not believe, but I only know what I know. I can not change my history or my make up of who I am, or who I was produced from.
A picture of me from when I was 30
The first picture I ever saw of my Biological father...officially. I saw other pictures of him that remind me of me. Different photo shots. I call them my awkward photo shots. Seems he had many different looks. This was a very good picture. It is the only one I can borrow though.
A nice picture of my mother after she gave birth to me in 1961. I colorized it using Black Magic. It turned out nice I think.
A picture of my Grandmother, an unknown man and my mother in her younger years.
Did I mention I like pictures?

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Don't know why it is so difficult to navigagte Google and Blogger. Probably one reason why I don't come here often. Any way, I have found exciting things. I found a picture of my biological father and I know it may not be much, but it was a big deal to me. I also have found other information on him, such as the newspaper articles which state he was shot and killed in Miami. I guess seeing it was more convincing to me than having my mother tell me the story of meeting his cousin outside of where she works and him relaying this story. Also his cousin had a heart attack or a major health issue, so he does not work there any more. So I found the picture in a yearbook. Ancestry had new yearbooks online. It started with looking for a high school picture of my adopted dad in Washington DC. Then I found the yearbooks for Catholic University, and I thought , oh...I wonder if there is a picture of my Grandfather (Opa) in there. I go to the index and Stapf was not in there but as I am scrolling I see the last name Palomo and first it didn't hit me. I'm like , oh look....my dads (Biological) name and there is the address I have for him. And then it hit me, there is probably a picture of him. And I look. I had been told I looked like him. I always wanted to know what he looked like. And there he was. In black and White, a man who looked like me when I was younger. I also found more pictures of him and that his middle initial ia A. I have found out other information, such as I have 4 other half siblings. I found the family on Facebook and sent something to the oldest son and even to his wife, which I know is probably taboo, but the way I look at it is....it happened before they were married and it was 54 years ago. I also documented this on Ancestry. I want it out in the digital world. I will not let this go unknown. I am the daughter of Jorge Antonio Palomo Sol. He was from San Salvador, El Salvador. And my mother had a relationship with him.