Lemuel, Glover, and a Plan

Lemuel is still up north where he can’t get stuck; he’s also doing quite well after being wormed and getting some copper.

Lemuel Goodberry

Glover has always been good, and looking at how bulky he is, it’s easy to see why I didn’t think I was ever going to get him out of Joani.

Glover Osboer right before he left the farm.

I don’t think I’ve ever shared where these two names come from.  They are family names.  In fact, I just had a cousin give me some old family photos, and it included this one of my second great-grandparents.  His dad was Lemuel, and his dad was Glover.  That Glover was named after his step-father.  Seriously.

Glover Perin (1839 – 1914) and Jane Barbee Perin (1838 – 1922)

Anyhow, with the boys having family names and receiving these pictures, and driving past the farm where my grandpa grew up with the detour to the sale barn,

and a blogging friend who stopped in to visit moving to a town where my mother’s family came from, mom and I really became nostalgic for the good old days of taking genealogy trips.

John and Patty (Books, Cooks, and Looks) with Myson

That means, we are planning a road trip for next summer.  I have to rethink my kidding and milking plans to accommodate the trip and con people into helping take care of the animals, but I really hope we can make it happen.  I’ve been back to doing research on the Internet, and I found a cemetery that I’m related to most of the residents going back to 1658.  I’m excited!