Connections

Recently I posted on a local Facebook site a photo of my Great grandfather's brother with his wife and four young children. Two of these boys grew up and went off to fight in the First World War. Their names are on our village war memorial.
This week I received a phone call from a local man who said that his cousin in Kent had seen the photo and believed that she was related to me. She had sent some old photos for me to look at. I went to collect them today. She is indeed related to me - her grandfather is another of my Great grandfather's brothers (he had six). The photos were wonderful to see - and this was the best of all - my Great grandfather's own father, James, who was born in 1814, only a few hundred yards from where I now live.
It's a small world.