Gail Lindeman Profile

Gail Lindeman


I am a descendant of Brinsley Barnes through his son John (Deaf John), and his son Brinsley II. John’s son James, and Brinsley II’s daughter Isabella Lucy married in Kentucky in 1790. (Yes, they were first cousins—a fairly common practice then, but we know now, that’s not such a good idea!) James and Isabella left Kentucky with several of their adult children and their families to move to western Missouri in 1839 when the Platte Purchase was opening up land. James and Isabella died in the 1850’s in Buchanan County, Missouri, but they had certainly traveled a great deal—from North Carolina to Kentucky to Missouri, at a time when travel was quite difficult. My branch of the Barnes family moved in the late 1850’s to the far northern part of Missouri, present-day Gentry and Worth counties, which is where I grew up. I was always very aware of my Barnes family,-­?-­?I was surrounded by Barnes cousins to play with, but I didn’t know much about the family before my grandparents. I lived in Missouri until I graduated from the University of Missouri in 1970. I married Doug Lindeman, a career Marine, right after graduation. We moved every 3 years or so, spending much of his career at various bases in southern California, with one year in Japan. We retired near Marine Corps Air Station Cherry Point, in New Bern, North Carolina. I was an elementary school teacher, computer instructor, and Director of Testing for the local school system before I retired. We have one son, Scott, who lives in Kansas City with his wife and our 2 grandchildren, Anna and Matthew. Needless to say, we spend lots of time in Kansas City. If you’re ever in that area, there is a great genealogy library—the Midwest Genealogy Center in Independence, not far from the Truman Library. I usually manage to get there at least once while we’re in Kansas City. I first became interested in genealogy in the early 1980’s when Roots was on television. I was intrigued by the idea that people could actually find information on their ancestors. As many of you probably worked on genealogy pre-­?computer age, too, you know that doing research then was a challenge. The first time I found my Barnes grandparents on a census record (1910 Census of Nebraska, read on microfilm in a National Archives branch in California) I was hooked. It intrigued me that the census taker who wrote the words I was reading was standing in the sod house my grandparents were living in, talking to them (they died before I was old enough to remember them), and my mother was a 1-year-old toddler. I’ve been working on the Barnes family, and other ancestors ever since.