Saturday Night Genealogy Fun - Share A Genealogy-Related Joke or Funny Story

 Calling all Genea-Musings Fans: 

 It's Saturday Night again - 

Time for some more Genealogy Fun!!

Your mission, should you decide to accept it (cue the Mission Impossible! music) is to:

1)  Genealogy can be really fun.  Please create, or have Artificial Intelligence create, a genealogy-related joke or funny story. 

2)  Share your genealogy-related joke or funny story in a blog post of your own, in a comment to this blog post, or in a Facebook comment.

Here's mine:

Since I am curious but not very creative, and cannot recall jokes well, I used artificial intelligence.

Here is a genealogy-related story (courtesy of X Grok 3):

Sandy Reaver, a genealogist with a penchant for dramatic flair and a questionable sense of direction, decided to tackle his latest "brick wall" by visiting the haunted Westminster, Massachusetts graveyard at midnight. 

His mission? Find the grave of his elusive 4th great-grandfather, Benjamin Reaver, who vanished in 1798 under mysterious circumstances. Armed with a flashlight, a dog-eared notebook, and a thermos of hot cocoa (spiked with a dash of courage), Sandy crept into the foggy cemetery, whispering, “Benjamin, you old codger, show yourself!”

Legend had it the graveyard was haunted by a spectral minuteman who didn’t take kindly to trespassers.  Sandy, undeterred, tiptoed past crumbling headstones, muttering genealogy jargon to calm his nerves: “Census records, nada. Probate files, zilch. Benjamin, you’re killing me!” 

Suddenly, his flashlight flickered, and a cold breeze rustled his Red Sox cap. A low moan echoed through the mist. Sandy froze, cocoa sloshing, and squeaked, “Benjamin? That you?”

It wasn’t. A glowing figure in a tricorn hat materialized, pointing a ghostly musket. “State yer business!” it bellowed. Sandy, thinking fast, blurted, “I’m looking for Benjamin Reaver, my 4th great-grandpa! Born 1755, maybe died here? Help a guy out?” The ghost squinted, lowered its musket, and grumbled, “Reaver? That scoundrel owed me two shillings for rum!” 

And now for a genealogy-related joke (courtesy of OpenAI ChatGPT5):

When a genealogist couldn’t find his 4th great-grandfather’s headstone, he sighed:

“Figures… he’s been dodging me since the 1790 census.” 

And then ChatGPT offered to make it into a short story, so here it is since my bandwidth on Blogger is endless (I think):

A genealogist wandered into a quiet old graveyard, hunting for his elusive 4th great-grandfather’s grave. He passed row after row of stones, reading them out loud as he went.

“Ah, here’s Great-Aunt Martha—always dependable. Right where she should be.”

“Uncle Thomas, of course. Even in death, he spelled his name three different ways.”

“Cousin William! You even managed to list your military service on your stone. Show-off.”

But when he reached the section where his 4th great-grandfather was supposed to be, there was nothing. Not a stone, not even a marker. Just empty grass.

He groaned: “Figures… he’s been dodging me since the 1790 census!”

Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the genealogist swore he heard a whisper:
“Good luck finding me in the tax records, too…”

The genealogist shook his head and muttered, “My family tree isn’t a tree at all—it’s a game of hide-and-seek.”

Enough?  Have some genealogy fun tonight!

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