It was also a surprise today as I told this story over afternoon tea and cream cakes. A lady at my table said, ‘I’m a genealogist, and trace ancestors for the Canadian government. Would you like your family tree?’
A few hours later, we met again. She waved paper under my nose. ‘Your grandmother, Rose, was born in 1891. Her father was William John Kyne, born 1862, a paper bag manufacturer. And his father was Alfred Kyne, born about 1830. Tomorrow I’ll find the Jewish connection, if there is one.’
Ancestors are often guides to the future. I wonder what my future holds.