As many of you know, I am a family
history buff and genealogy enthusiast. Digging into my family roots borders on
obsession. I love it when I find bits and pieces about my ancestors that bring
them to life—a notation, here or a story there, that make them more than a name
with just places, and dates attached. And so it was with William Confer, my
great, great, granduncle. The man first piqued my interest, then tugged at my
heart, and, after a fashion, finally found his way into to my novel, “Spirit of
the Rebellion.”
