Family History

I organized an enrichment activity at the Family History Center in Idaho Falls, and only three people showed up. That's a pretty good turn out for a small group to do their family history, but I made refreshments. Little did I realize that two of the three people that showed up would be allergic to flour. Oops.

At least I'm not "dead" like the woman who gave us a tour of the center. She had been doing research and found herself in one of the archives. Apparently, one of her distant cousins had submitted her name as a "deceased individual." I had to check in the archives to see if I was "dead." Good thing I'm still "alive."