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You can scan and send your registration form to Shirlene or Karin at the corresponding email address in the image directly above and on the left. See you there!

Since Bernie is the photographer, he naturally chose a cemetery with family in it. St. Bonaventure Cemetery in Allegany, New York is quite a large cemetery, and I found many family names among the Kwiatkowskis buried there, including my great grandfather and great-great grandmother (Bernie’s great-uncle and great grandmother), . The family relationships can get a bit confusing when I try to position myself and Bernie with the dead relative, but I did use the cousin finder, and I think I got it right. If you see any mistakes in family progression, please feel free to let me know so I can straighten it out.


The cemetery is named for a local university that students claim to be haunted. Who knows whether the stories are actually true. You can read them here and decide for yourself. In the meantime, here’s one as a great companion to those late night readings. You may want to keep the light on.

Warning: Despite my insistence that this blog is all about graveyards and dead people, it’s really about family history. This story is about part of my family, and it is part of my children’s history, so even though they are still alive to tell this story themselves, I’m going to tell it now to keep it from becoming untold.
My baby boy turns twenty this weekend. I haven’t been able to get him out of my mind because he lives nearly three hundred miles away. I have been too ill to travel for the last year or so. I’ve been having car problems too. So has Jake. I miss him terribly, but he promises to come and visit soon, and I can’t wait. Yes, this is the story of a boy and his sister. I’m getting to that–I promise.
But first, a little about a boy and his music. I usually begin my day by listening to uplifting music, and today was no different. I began by listening to “Bring Him Home” from Les Miserables, but that got me thinking of sons in general, which got me thinking of Jake. Again. And then I began wondering why I hadn’t listened to anything from Waiting for Compromise lately. In fact, I’ve been avoiding it.
You see, Jake is the lead singer in a band (Waiting for Compromise). Or am I supposed to say was? I don’t know. He is one of three extremely talented singer/songwriters. Two are brothers, and then there’s Jake. Jake moved to the other end of the state for a full-time job about a year and a half ago, and the two brothers have done a pretty good job of keeping their band going despite the fact that Jake is no longer around. In fact, they’ve even released their first album. Jake wasn’t able to be around for most of the recordings, so he doesn’t sing in many of them. But this one, “Morning’s Coming Soon,” brought me to tears:
Jake does sing in this one. He’s the crazy blonde always up front and in the middle. It’s not the song itself that makes me cry, but the video montage, the fact that the boys are separated, and the lyrics. They probably did it on purpose just to make me cry. Well, it worked, so I’ve been avoiding their music for a while. To be fair though, Jake tells me it makes him cry too. (more…)

If you’ve read my Untold Stories essay, you know that I had many questions that I needed answers to so I could finish telling the Skeen’s story. Over the years, I looked things up on the internet, just out of curiosity, and this last spring I made another trip to Plain City. I took pictures this time, and added them to my collection of information from Family Search, Ancestry.com, and the history archives of Plain City. I have pieced together a complete story, and I’m so excited to tell it!
Please be patient with me as I put the finishing touches on the story of the Skeen family. As I get the story ready, here are some teasers for you: (more…)