The passing of the Holy Father Pope Francis was a lot of my quiet thinking this past week but gradually towards the end of the week my thoughts returned to my brother John who passed on the 9th of April last. I remembered that his widow had called me to return my call and that she had not understood what I had told her about the availability of urn burial places in the two grandparent graves at Woodland Cemetery. On Friday I just suddenly decided to call later in the afternoon but after ten rings or so the phone hung up. I do scarcely know her and do not like to intrude upon her grieving time for my brother. I know myself I seldom answered the telephone and still do not anyway as it doesn't actually suit me to answer the telephone; I prefer email and spontaneous speaking other than with my siblings is something I refrain from doing. Especially at my nearly 80 years of age, I just prefer the quiet company that I normally enjoy in my life.
Working away on the matches brings my thoughts of John and my other siblings back to me as we match here and there on different people. Because I am so very different from all of them which is great as it means that 100% of my grandparent's genetic complement that was passed to the five of us (actually there are seven of us in reality) totally reveals the entire twenty three chromosomes. On occasion we actually inherited the entire chromosome from one grandparent/parent and the number of crossovers is actually quite small on some of the chromosomes. That is why I think I can do the great grandparents as well (matches with third and fourth cousins reveal this to me quite clearly).
As young children (before I went off to school) we were constant companions, John and I, and we got along very well. I am a placid person so not easily annoyed or upset with people. It is rare for me to be upset with a person. I am opinionated but overall I do not hold that against anyone if they hold an opposing opinion. I actually rather enjoy the debate over why we disagree. Although I do not get into that these days for sure. I am too busy with my books and the wills. I have decided to work on the Hampshire Blake Record Office wills that I just downloaded. I have them neatly into 21 different areas in Hampshire and I have already transcribed a number of them that I have purchased through the years. There are in total 278 wills to do in this collection. If I did do one a day then accomplished in just under ten months. The Prerogative Court of Canterbury Blake wills for Hampshire are complete already and I could have this into an *.pdf document for publishing under the Creative Commons License that I have been using. That would get me started along with working on the Blake and Pincombe books.
I have already digressed from John but that is me. My mind rapidly moves through the thoughts of the day. When John was in his teens before I married I used to encourage him to go into engineering. He had a very mechanical mind and sometimes he would think about it I know he did but he was easily distracted and a job was there at hand with my father which was also good actually. But I knew my mother really wanted him to do engineering as that had been her father's dream but my grandfather was unable to pursue that. His mother had wanted him to do engineering as well. But his estate, after his mother passed, was administered by his father and he refused to let him do that saying he had to work the farm as he wanted to travel a bit with his young wife and daughter. Life can be harsh. Since the farm was John's property (inherited from his mother) he really had no choice but to maintain it as engineering would have taken up a great deal of time perhaps in that time frame no ideas on that. He and my grandmother married when he was in his early 40s (she was just 27 years of age). But even then he enjoyed working on projects that were of an engineering nature making things easier on the farm. My mother said he was very inventive. My uncle always said he was brilliant and such a hard worker - he greatly admired his father.
Today is Sunday and this past week went by very quickly. There is Church online at both my church here and St John's Locks Heath. Locks Heath is in Hampshire just below M27 perhaps half way between Southampton and Portsmouth but not on the coast of The Solent which separates the Isle of Wight from Hampshire. It is near Titchfield Abbey. Definitely quite a bit south of Upper Clatford and Andover. Since we traveled the M27 after we returned from our trip to the Isle of Wight we passed north of this area. This is beautiful country reminiscent of south western Ontario. It is likely why many of the early colonials settled in south western Ontario as it likely reminded them of England with its lush green fields (not so much the snow though as this area gets lake effect snow storms that are short living sometimes but quite heavy). Soon I shall go to Locks Heath figuratively and be at the service there.
I am now at 100 matches to review which means I have completed over two thirds of them. It has been slow going but there have been a few lovely rewards into my known matches file that I use when I am creating the new phasing of grandparents. I will also recreate the cross over points just to verify that (I use several sets of data to do this from different testing companies as they all test different points along the chromosomes making the results quite interesting actually). It takes time but it keeps the calculations clean, neat and tidy. Time is definitely available to me in the day as I reserve all of my time for this work unless one of daughters needs me to do something (and perhaps it will be one of my grandsons one of these days). But at the moment my time is my own and I use it to work on these projects that my grandfather and mother would love to have done (my father too although his interest in family history was more of a pass it on rather than any active hands on work). He was only nine when he left England and it was more of a painful thought when he thought back as he left behind so many loving first cousins, aunts and uncles, grandparents that thinking on it was more of a painful experience for him. Although when my oldest daughter was small he told me that he loved being an only child and I took that to heart as the years passed and my daughter too looked like she would be an only child. But when our second made her appearance we wrapped our love around her and welcomed her into the family. We used to have Kipp huddles as we called them wrapping our arms around each other perhaps not a lot but sometimes. My oldest was more like a small mother to her little sister whom she adored and still does.
Tea completed and must do the solitaire to wake up the brain although it does seem quite awake already.
I do have thoughts on the comments made by the Bloc leader regarding Canada and it being an artificial country with which I disagree - being one country is the best defense for both the First Nations and ourselves. But I have a lot of thoughts on what he said and why he said it that need to congeal before I do really comment.
Prayers for those killed and injured during the car ramming in Vancouver. Now at eleven people dead and dozens injured. May God have mercy on their souls and prayers for the recovery of those injured. Such a tragedy in our country. Thank you to the first responders.