Family Stories

It started in the 1990s, I wanted to know more about where I came from, genealogy wasn’t even a thought. I wanted to know more about my biological father who died when I was five.

At some point when I was in high school (the 80s), I found out I had two half-sisters and two half brothers. One of these brothers had died before I was born. We all had this same father with different mothers. What did we share? Did we look alike? Did we talk alike? Who was this man who fathered us? This man who left Pontiac High School in Michigan in the 10th grade? Who joined the Army a year or two later and served in WW2 and the Korean War? Who died of a heart attack at age 48 and left me with questions upon questions? His name was Arthur Lee Logan, Sr.- “Art”.

My Journey of Journeys

From there it grew to the yearning to know more, to know his parents and his parent’s parents. To know my mom’s ancestors and their ancestors and where we all came from.

It has been a wonderful ride and I have met some amazing people, a lot of them cousins.

I hope you will continue with me on this, my journey.

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