I'm so excited. My husband has promised to take me to 2 of the Archives I need to go to next week. One archive I've wanted to go to for 4 years as it is the only one that has the parish records I need. Copies on the internet only go to 1846. I'm going to our local one so 3 archives in the week. I now have contacts with 5 people who branch into mine so I could provide enlightenment for us all. Am I a sad person? I can't seem to make my family understand the thrill of family research. It's like being a private eye doing an investigation.