Census Records: the good, the bad, and the ugly
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A census record can either be your brick-wall busting best friend or a migraine inducing annoyance. I'll be using a clients tree as an example, as I've recently had a very bad census as well as a very good one. Debbie's (my client) third great grandfather is Felix Stacey, born in Kentucky in 1823. In 1880 we find him in Perry co, Kentucky with his wife and children. Now I have a marriage license and multiple other census records, so I know for a fact who his family is. Felix married Cynthia Couch in 1850, and they had nine children: Polly Ann, John, Farmer, Peter, Granville, Nancy, Rachel, Alford, and Lucinda. On the 1880 census, not all are living and not all live at home, but here's what the census reads: Felix Stacy (suname spelled wrong) wife: Sinthy Stacy (not even close) children: Former, Loucinda, Granville, Rachel, Nancy, and Alford. (Well they got 4 of the 6 right anyway....) If I hadn't known the names of the children from previous ...