The strangest thing happened after church yesterday, my Tante Ans who we visited the other day called me. She had to go to a lot of trouble just to get our phone number. (I forgot to leave it with her) She called the mission office and played musical phones to get to me but finally got through.
O.K, here comes the best part, after talking a while and getting some more family stories she just happen to mention my great great grandmother and told me that she came from Azerbaijan, Soviet Union. I had never heard that and when I checked my "Family History File" I noticed that not only do we not have a birthplace on this grandma but all of her temple work had not been done for her. For years I was under the impression that all of the work going back in my mothers line had been completed. As I was looking through some of the other records I found more work that needs to be done. I was told by my mom that all of the searching on that line had come to a dead end. Now I know why I had to find my aunt and with all the "coincidences" that have gotten me this far, I know what I need to do. Funny how things happen some times.
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