Aboutme

       I am not sure when I started being interestred in my family history. My Dad always told me I came from Johnny Appleseed as were most MacIntosh children and I was always called " Apple " in school. My favorite nickname is " MacDuff " the one my Dad gave me and still calls me to this day.
    My Dad was born in Glace Bay, Cape Breton and joined the Canadian Army prior to World War 11, he was sent overseas to England, where he met my mother, Margret Ruby Middlemiss, she was very young during the War years, and they were able to maintain a wonderful friend ship even after he was shipped home. He got work here and there when he could and saved enough money to work his way back to England. They were married in 1947 in Worthing, Sussex, England. It was there that I was born in 1948, we lived with my Grandparents Chester and Florence Middlemiss, little did I know, my Grandfather was also a Canadian soldier who met my Grandmother in England during World War 1.
     Work in England was scarce and it was hard to raise a new family, so in 1953, my mother ,father and I sailed to Canada. It must have been a tremendous sacrifice for my mother to leave her parents and brother and sisters behind ,not knowing if she would ever see them again.
     When we arrived in Canada, we went to stay with my Dad's brother Neil's family in Glace Bay, then we went over to Newfoundland to stay with my Grandfather Edward MacIntosh's new family. My paternal Grandmother Sarah MacDonald had passed away when my Dad was
a child. Edward had remarried by this time. We then moved on to St. Stephen, New Brunswick staying with my mother's Aunt Florence and Uncle Arthur Middlemiss until my Dad got settled in a job working at the cotton mill. I am not sure if the work ran out or that my Dad wanted a better way of life for his family but he soon joined the Canadian Army again and was posted to Chilliwack, British Columbia to serve with the 4th Field Squadron of Engineers. My mother and I soon followed and we made Chilliwack. B. C. our home. My brother and sister were born in Chilliwack. In 1958, my Dad was posted to Germany for three years, He went ahead of us and soon we sailed back across the Altantic to join him in Germany.
     My Dad made sure we saw all that was important in Holland and Belgium, all the War Memorials and Museums and of course we got to go home to England for many special occasions, My mother would have been very happy to see all her family and I got to see relatives that I only remembered in snipits, but soon we would be Canada bound again. We were stationed in Chilliwack for a bit and Halifax for a bit, then back to Chilliwack and on to Winnipeg. This was the way of life in the Armed Forces and although you get to see a lot of places, meet a lot of people, there is much to say about having a place to call home.
     On one of our travels,my Dad took us kids to Cape Breton to visit with the folks my dad knew from his youth. I was puzzled by the fact that I had so many cousins, as I recall most of them were MacDonalds, but then doesn't everyone in Cape Breton have a MacDonald cousin? He took us to meet our Great Uncle Dan and Great Aunt Mary in Truro, N.S. I remember my Dad's cousins Catherine and Ruth very well, they were older than I but very nice to me. I think that was the only time I met them.
      I married my first husband in Winnipeg, Manitoba and had two beautiful girls Teresa and Angela, both born in British Columbia, they are married now with families of their own. I remarried in 1981 and as our families blended we now have 11 grandchildren, all but three live in B.C.
     My Mother passed away in 1972 in Chilliwack, B.C. after a very long illness. When my Dad retired he decided it was time for him to go home to Cape Breton, he made his home in River Denys and lives there still. My sister lives in Orangedale, just down the road. My brother joined the Armed Forces, like father like son and lives in Ontario. He has since retired,
     In time my Dad met a lady, she was a MacIntosh by birth, and I believe, this is when my interest peaked. A MacIntosh you say. They also married in 1981 and I have made it my goal to find a link between these two different MacIntosh families and of course there wasn't just one other MacIntosh family there were several, I knew I had a task ahead of me. It has, however ,been the most facinating journey I have ever been on and there is no end in sight. The tree keeps growing and producing more friut, the roots go deeper than I ever thought possible. I have met wonderful people along the way, some I have found to be related and others who I wish were related, at least we are in heart and a common interest moves us ever closer to finding out if perhaps there is a link between our families.
    I have over time gathered some 50,000 names for my records, some with dates some without. This website will present information to you that may or may not be accurate. Some source material is sketchy at best, but I have tried to always double check the information againt census, vital records, Provincial Archives, Federal Archives and any other documents that have been transcribed or sent my way . My father has spent so much time at the Archives in Halifax, surely they know him by name. His name is James MacIntosh and he is searching for information about Angus MacIntosh of Big Brook, and so am I, and any other information that could connect my family with yours. Here you will find family ties to England, Australia, Scotland, the United States.       Enjoy !

                                                                                                                        Lynda Pollitt nee MacIntosh

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