I'm not going to disclose the plot or the ending, but suffice to say that, although it is a work of fiction, it's an object lesson for genealogical research in that there may just be someone out there who knows the truth about great-uncle Angus' disappearance or whatever, even many years after his death.
My father died in 1960. Once I traced the tree back as far as possible, - until my first day at New Register House I didn't know that my namesake granpa came from just to the north of Montrose, - I then started thinking about various childhood memories, and was able to track down what turned out to be a cousin of my father's who lived in Ayr where I'd lived from 5 to 21, but, sadly, she had long since left this world, and I've been unable to trace other relatives on that side, if only to find out if they have the DCM and Egyptian, Sudan, and SA medals won by my great-uncle during his service with the Cameron Highlanders and then the Black Watch in WWI. He was "in the line" at the Battle of Omdurman!
Having been successful with that I then recalled childhood memories of occasional visits to a house "at the top of the hill" somewhere in Clarkston, which I was able to locate after an hour or so driving around, - probably my dad's greatest pal from his 20s and 30s, and, with other little snippets, confirm his name and, sadly, discover that he'd only died a couple of years before my search. OK, maybe he'd been gaga for a few years but maybe he'd have been able to tell me all about my father and their escapades.
And if he hadn't died childless, then maybe he'd have told some of his kids some of the same stories that I have very vague memories of hearing the adults talking about when I was a kid and totally uninterested, especially after the Bells when tongues loosened
I think that you can see the point that I'm making
Don't automatically assume that because those involved are long dead that there isn't someone out there, not necessarily a relative who has relevant information. Sometimes it can take surprisingly little effort to find them, other times it can take years, but the effort can still be well worth it.
David
PS Why haven't I still not gone up to Aberdeenshire and had a get together with my elder half-sister
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