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Where Do I Begin

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In my fifties, I got the urge to try and find out where my mother originated from her family and all the intricacies that led her to where she was. I was in a kind of midlife crisis, and at that moment in life had the time to spend on this research to quench my thirst to learn of my maternal antecedents. Oh! I knew of her sisters, their families and I even had an opportunity to meet Grandma at an age when I would be able to remember her.

So, as I said Where Do I Begin?

I think I should begin from when I know James Rigby came to Madras(now Chennai), India on a ship, from England as a Farrier Major and an employee of the East India company.

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