One stop that I had to make was to try to find my great great great grandparents on the mothers side and I knew they were from Canajohnarie, NY and the name of the cemetery. As it turned out, it was huge and I thought I had no hope at all but I did and I was very lucky as most of the tombstones can't be read at all they are so old.
When I was talking to the curator below, he told me Canajohnarie was pronouned Can a ja harry.
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Hi Lynne!
Enjoying your post. New York is a beautiful state and chucked full of history. Great Photos!
We are restless after "settling down". We started our blog again in preparation of spending more time RVing and less time hanging out at the lake. We might even go back to full-timing for a few more years. The blog is still www.garvinwanderlust.blogspot.com Drop by and say "hi".
Keep Traveling,
Herb and Cindy
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