I know I thought I’d found Bradstreets on both Mom and Dad’s sides of the family tree, but I’ll be damned if I can find my mom’s Bradstreets again. There comes a point back when Geneology.com is so unweildy and you can’t really tell any more who is related to whom. I mean, you can in the particular, but if you’re looking to see if you’ve got Bradstreets on both sides of the family tree, you really need a roadmap for sifting through thousands of people.
It’d be nice if they had some way to just ask “which of my parents does this person belong to?”
Anyway, I found Anne on my dad’s side:
Me–Dad–Avis–Sadie Sanborn–Abraham Sanborn–Sarah Dearborn–Josiah Dearborn–T Hutchinson–Theodate Morrill–Joanna Dow–Mary Mussey–Joseph Mussey–Bridget Bradstreet–Ann Dudley Bradstreet
I was all excited and asked the Butcher, “You remember that poem about the house burning down?” And he said, “I didn’t read in school.” And thus ended my thrill, because I had no one to share it with.