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My Favorite 10th Cousin, Part II

Yesterday, I showed you how to set up a familysearch.org account, and get started on your family tree.  If you missed that post, you'll want to go back and read it.  You will need a familysearch.org account in order to play your own version of 6 Degrees of You.  
Today, you will want to head over to Relative Finder.  Click on "Log In."




That will take you to the familysearch log in page.  Go ahead and enter your log in information that you created yesterday.



You will then be taken back to Relative Finder, where you will be asked to grant permission for Relative Finder to access your Family Search family tree.  Accept, then you will be taken to a page with a list like this:



While many of the built-in groups include Mormon historical figures, other groups would be of more universal interest.  Check whichever groups you are interested in, then click "Show Relatives":



You'll then see the results:



If you then click on "View" (on the right hand side, under "Chart"), you will see how the Relative and you both descend from the Common Ancestor.  

You are probably wondering whether my favorite 10th cousin is Jesse James, Elias Disney, or John Wayne.  Well, my favorite 10th cousin is none of the above.  Another really cool feature of Relative Finder is the ability to create your own custom group.  

On the top bar of the Relative Finder site, you will see a "Groups" label.  If you click on it, you will see a choice to "Create New Group."



You can invite anyone else who also has a familysearch account to join your newly created group.  All of those individuals can see how they are related to each other.  

John and I formed a group.  And John and I discovered we are 10th cousins.  (Our common relative lived in the 1600's, so don't give us any grief.)  I don't think it comes as any surprise that John is my favorite 10th cousin.  

Tonight, for our Relief Society meeting, we will be inviting the women to join a group so we can find out how we might be related to each other.  I've already found another 10th cousin among those of us organizing the meeting; I look forward to seeing who else might be related to me.   

And if any of you are also related to anyone on my results list above. . . well, hello, cousin!  

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Thanks for reminders that we are all part of one big family. 

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  1. I would never say anything about you and John being 10th cousins. Bryan and I are 5th cousins. Our grandparents have the same photo that shows the sisters that we each came from.

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    1. So, when did you figure out that your grandparents have matching photos?

      At our Relief Society meeting, we founds lots of distant cousins; it really was a lot of fun!

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    2. We found out we were cousins after dating for two years. I don't know why our grandparents never mentioned it. They knew all along. It wasn't until after we were married, I think, that we realized they had the same photo.
      I met all sorts of cousins when I went to high school. The town where my high school is used to be my great-great-great grandparents' farm. Streets are named after my relatives. I knew none of this until high school.

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    3. Oh, how funny! How wonderful to have such a connection, though--not only to each other, but to the area in which you live. Talk about a sense of community as family!

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    4. And y'all make fun of ME for living in the backwoods Ozarks.... :)

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