A Sense of Family

I was thrilled earlier this month when Linda McCauley, who writes Documenting the Details , gave me the “Ancestor Approved Award.” Th...

Otterbein Cemetery, a pleasant and peaceful graveyard in Westerville, Ohio, is the final resting place of many of my Ballenger ancestors. Ne...

I couldn’t have written this article six months ago. My MacBook Pro had been humming along flawlessly for nearly three years, and I was comp...

My grandmother, Nora Eberhard (subject of my COG post, "The Life of the Party" ), and some of her siblings on the family farm nea...

We used to joke that we could never get a picture of Grandma with her mouth shut. She could talk your ear off, and about the time you snappe...

Growing up, our Thanksgiving dinners were always at Grandma and Grandpa Ballenger’s house. Grandpa cooked two huge turkeys—one in the ol...