The actual result of our conversations with Jim Vaugh, the cousin, has not reached us as yet, but it is on the way and in the meantime we have been able to assist him with some details regarding the Ezra Sweet (Colon’s) branch of only two remaining lines of the family, from the presumably four or five original branches. While waiting for Mr. Vaugh’s remission of more than 100 pages of research, we are talking every day, sometimes twice or three times a day. Even late at night, and he lives on the East Coast and is therefore one hour ahead of us. I asked if he had a family and he said he had a wife. I am sure she was in bed at the time.
I think this man is going to prove that every Sweet who has lived is hyperactive. I can’t imagine Colon spending his many long retirement days searching his family background, becoming obsessed with finding out all he can, even minutely, concerning the name Sweet. However, I can look out on any day warm enough to be outside and see a Sweet either tearing down an engine, reflooring a trailer, inspecting mole hills, rebuilding an engine, feeding the cow when we have one, sawing tree limbs, checking the rain gutters and cleaning them if necessary, and (thankfully) seeing him do a like number of chores/tasks inside the house when the weather is below freezing.
He takes out the trash, vacuums and spot-cleans the carpet, washes windows and replaces broken and old blinds, fixes door knobs, cleans lint from the dryer filter and changes filters on the furnace/air conditioner. He does other stuff, too, unless I ask him for something specific to be done, then he finds that he needs to “snake” the plumbing in the bathroom, first.
Do you get the picture?
Now if I could just get him to use the computer for genealogical research instead of only for playing solitaire! My, my, what a busy man he would be, and it wouldn’t be so annoying to me and I could forget ever having a headache again.