I love my ancestors I really feel I know them by seeking them out & finding out as much as possible about them as I can.
A theme which runs through all lines is a sense of responsibility for each other & a making & keeping of strong family ties.
From my GGGGreat-Grandfather who fled the Potato famine in Ireland to start a new life in Scotland with his six children.To my feisty(she must have been) GGGGreat-Grandmother who gave birth to an illegitimate child in 1825.She raises him by herself,never lies about being single despite the fact she moved away from her hometown & could have become a widow.She then helps to raise her Grandson when her son's wife dies she lives to a ripe old age too.My Mother's namesake.
The above Grandfather remarries & has two more wee girls who both die in childhood.He is then killed aged 72 by "an engine passing over his person" still working down a mine.
My GGGRandfather accepted his wife's son into the family,also her orphaned niece & when she died would take my GGreat-Grandfather & younger brother to work with him & teach him about nature & the World around him.Their Father then dies when the youngest is 7.My Great-Grandfather becomes a boy soldier at age 9/10.He then moves to live with his elder brothers but they both die-one of TB & the
other falls between the wheels of a train he's working on.
As a parent my GGrandfather made sure all of his eight surviving children boys & girls had a trade to follow & when his "Sister/cousin" is widowed he helps her out financially.
I am so proud of these humble people-not a Lord or Lady or Professor amongst them-Master Masons,Blacksmiths,Shipwrights & Crofters in the main.
Also one of mine joined the Church & emigrated to Utah when aged 16-alone.She became a polygamous wife & lived with her husbands & both wives until her death in Idaho in 1915