I had to cut my work short when Mike got so sick, but I've kept my associations with the society and the professionals, and I get crazy when I see what the amateur sleuths put on their family trees. They have children born before their mothers, people who married before they were born, you name it. In my own case, someone who filled out Bob's death certificate wrote he died in his post office box.
The 1950 census will be out in April 2022, and I hope to live to see it. And I hope it will be better transcribed than the 1940 census that was outsourced to foreign countries. They had no familiarity with names or intuitive sense of what they might be. It was hell on wheels trying to find people.
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