In 1982 we spent a year traveling, and during that time my dad took the opportunity to stop into this little town called Dixon Springs Tennessee. At first people were suspicious of us, then when my dad mentioned who we were related to, we were invited into the churches to see the records, over for dinner as we were family.
A few years later my great grandmother died in 1985, she left me an original hand drawing of her grandmother with a few notes from her.
By the time I was 20, all of my dad's family, including him, were gone and I wanted to know who they were, who was this mysterious women in the image from about 1860-1870?
Luckily about that time Family Tree maker came out, computers became within human reach. I was in Canada, so a cousin from the states would mail me stamps so I could enclose the postage paid envelope for a record.
Then this odd thing called the internet was released... and email became a real thing.. thus the curiosity turned into an addiction.