Way back when I started playing this silly game called "genealogy", I found my great-grandfather's Naturalization papers at the archives of Cuyahoga County. To my confusion, it said that he came to America for the first time, in 1886 or somewhere there-abouts...
After searching and searching and searching, I finally came upon him and my great-grandmother and two children, all arriving in 1889. Well, gee, Germans to America can't be wrong, so he must have lied on his papers. But folks from the "old country" never lied. I was confused.
Mind you, this was about fifteen years ago. I had given up trying to find any other record of his arrival... That was until last weekend.
I was home, "under the weather" and bored to tears. I hadn't worked on any of my genealogy stuff for the last year and a half. I had no desire, after a terrible event in my life. Genealogy was the last thing I was interested in.
Wellllllllllllllll.... There was absolutely nothing on TV. I was having some problems with my hands, and decided to sit with my laptop and play around on Ancestry.
I had searched before, but after playing around, I tried using the wildcard in the middle of the name this time. Not that I really think that's what did it, but I found him! I found him from Hamburg to Liverpool. Now to find him from Liverpool to America, that's another thing... but I have proof that he at least went that far.
Next step is from Liverpool to the States... Hope that doesn't take another 15 years!!