The Mystery Of George William Smith & Everything Else On The Planet.
George William Smith. My Father’s Father’s Mother’s Father. Got that? Until 2017, when I descended into the endless plummet known as genealogy, his existence was unknown to me. I was not aware his daughter, Myrtle Marie Smith was my Great Grandmother. You see, within two weeks of signing up for a genealogy website, I acquired more information about my paternal Grandfather’s family than I had learned in 39 years prior. I also learned that family secrets, they are plentiful. That if something is made quiet long enough, it might just die within a generation, and the next generation will in theory be left oblivious, all the while wondering “What the hell was that? "Why is this happening?” Quick example, my Mother’s first cousin was unaware that she suffered from schizophrenia until I told him. Four months ago. He’s 76. Also, keep in mind, four months ago was sixteen years after she passed away. Hell, even I didn’t learn about my Mom’s diagnosis until my Dad and I w...