My name is Glenn Dixon, and I have been researching my family history since 1998. I am deeply indebted to my mother, Millie, who used to interview relatives in the late 1950s and early 1960s every time we vacationed in either Iowa or North Carolina. I am also very lucky to have run into Pat Hageman who was managing the Moultrie County, IL USGenWeb site and who graciously sent me paperwork connecting my family tree from the mid-1800s in Illinois all the way back to the early 1600s in Ireland. Yes, I got very lucky!
Since then I have spent countless hours researching in libraries and court houses nationwide, as well as many trips to cemeteries. I have taken pictures and video in states from Delaware to North Carolina to Iowa and almost everywhere in-between. The places and cemeteries are numerous as our family has been here in North America since 1689, almost one hundred years before the Declaration of Independence!
I have tried several different software programs and web programs over the years, and I still haven’t found what I consider to be the perfect or ‘ideal’ way to share my family history with other Dixon descendants, but for now everything is housed over at [MyHeritage.com](http://dixonquakers.myheritage.com/). This current site is an experiment in moving the site off of WordPress and onto GitHub Pages. It is also an experiment in moving the genealogy data and research here as well. More details on that as work progresses (or fails).
During 2015 I will be cleaning up the genealogy database (now approaching five hundred names!) and adding more information and narratives here. Enjoy!
The Dixons seemed to have one thing in common: every couple of generations they got the urge to explore, to move to the frontier and stake their claim on uninhabited land. William’s parents or grandparents certainly did so, most likely as part of King James’ Plantation of Ireland. William and his sisters took the BIG leap and left for Penn’s Colony in the New World in 1689, even as William of Orange was landing in northeast Ireland with a large force that would eventually push King James’ Jacobite forces almost into the Atlantic!
As the self-designated family genealogist I am keenly aware of how quickly the information of past generations can be lost. I am so thankful that my mother started interviewing relatives and taking notes when I was just a child. Most of the people she talked to are now dead and gone, bits and pieces of their memories preserved in her notebook. It was her initial investigation that enabled us to contact a distant cousin who was able to connect us to the rest of the family tree going back to 1633.
[Revised May 31, 2015] I have spent much of my free time today scouring the internet for Dixon family information. I refuse to believe that I’m the only Dixon descendant doing so, yet sometimes it feels that way. Queries and pieces of information scattered throughout the world. Somewhere – in some dusty attic in Indiana, or some library shelf or storage room in Delaware, or some computer database in Scotland not connected to the internet, or some Parish register in Ireland in some basement – are the details of my ancestors.