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Hi! My name is Josephine Shadwell. I am very interested in history so I decided to create a genealogical tree of my family. It took me a lot of time to make sure data is accurate. I collected all information through conversations with my grandmother, documents and found correspondence. Unfortunately I wasn't able to reach all the documents and I could have missed some important things. I will update my site as soos as I find anything new. |
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