I busted down yet another 15+ year brick wall two days ago, finding the last two border crossing records for the Mexico-born members of my paternal grandfather’s family, who immigrated here in 1915. Reviewing border records for this family of four led me to a new discovery, which involves another family history road trip this fall!
Colleen Robledo's Ancestors
Posts and biographies pertaining to the ancestors of Colleen (Robledo) Greene.
My 2nd great-uncle left the devastation of the Mexican Revolution for a chance at a new start in a new country, working in the copper mines of Butte, Montana during WWI. But was he there for the Speculator disaster of 1917?
My living branch of Dad’s extended family never knew the name of his Nieto great-grandfather, who died in Mexico before the family immigrated to the U.S. After more than 15 years of looking, I finally locate documentation that confirms his name.
The second part in trying to determine the accurate birth year for my Mexico-born 2nd great-grandmother. Obtaining copies of her Spanish-written Catholic church baptism and marriage records.
My extended family has always proudly claimed my great-grandmother lived to 105 years. But the most credible records I’ve found thus far indicate she most likely was only 95 years old. Only 95? I still hope Dad inherited those healthy long-living genes!
Mexican naming conventions can make genealogical research very difficult, and also very easy. My 4th great-grandfather Jose Victoriano Compean (b. abt. 1803) and his family are a very good representation of this dichotomy.
Testing my autosomal DNA enables me to compare how accurate my adoption letter was in describing my genetic ethnicity. My birth mom discovery has been quite a whirlwind process this past month. I finally have time to catch my breath a bit and take a harder look at the ethnicity projections about my own DNA. Is this Colleen really Irish?