About
Pancho was the nickname applied to the growing bump on my mother’s abdomen that eventually turned out to be me. The moniker stuck, and to this day my family and old friends use it. No, it’s not short for Francisco, and no, I’m not a boy. I am only Pancho the Practice Child. My real name is Leslie. I grew up in the former Panama Canal Zone, and I now live and work in the San Francisco Bay Area.
I’ve always been a collector of bits and pieces (especially old photographs), a lover of stories, and a seeker of explanations. This blog is my attempt to tell the stories and solve the mysteries of the vast tribe from which I come. In piecing clues together, I strive for accuracy, but I make no promises. I’m not a professional (nor particularly skilled) genealogist, and as this photo of me at age ten demonstrates, I tend toward the dramatic. Consider yourself warned.
Oh, yeah. You’re in good hands, people.
If I could pose only one question to my ancestors, it would be, “Why the heck didn’t you guys label things better?” (Note to self: be kind to future generations. Be a good labeler.)
Thanks for stopping by.
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If you are a Person of Pancho, have questions, clues, or want to use any images or writing from this blog, kindly contact me at peopleofpancho@gmail.com. I would love to hear from you.
The People of Pancho 
I love that photo – I take it that’s you a few years back?
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Ha! Yes. More than a few years back. I was quite the eccentric kiddo.
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Brilliant! I would ask the ancestors the exact same question! Our quests are so similar 🙂
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I thought the very same thing when I read your ‘about’ page. It’s so lovely to meet a fellow traveler.
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🙂
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Thanks for following Shaking the Tree BTW 🙂
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Thank you so much for visiting my blog. I loved reading your posts; “The Hidden Branch” and “The Mystery Wife”! it is unfortunate that we don’t ask more questions of our ancestors while they are still here. We just don’t think about it. Maybe someday, you will learn who Dorrie was! Great posts!
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Thanks so much for stopping by, and for the kind words! I’ve gotten a very nice person from the Navy Nurse Association involved in helping me to at least make an identification on the mysterious Dorrie. What went on between Dorrie and my grandfather may forever remain a mystery.
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A hearty “Amen” about labeling. I think about future generations’ discoveries quite a bit for someone with no children. Maybe I’ll be the mysterious eccentric great-aunt. 🙂
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I don’t always walk my talk where labeling is concerned, unfortunately, but I’m trying to do better. Thanks for stopping by!
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Oh, me either. The worst was the time I scanned but forgot to label a reunion pic. 1936… or was it 1932? Sigh.
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Thanks so much for reading and following my blog. I look forward to learning more about genealogy and the Panama Canal Zone from yours!
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So true about the labelling!
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I’m delighted that you have discovered my blog and I am intrigued by your photographs. Nice to meet you!
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Loved your low-key solstice celebration, and the stool!
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Nice to meet you Pancho. This picture barely disguises the heart of a free-spirit 🙂
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What a nice way to put it. 🙂
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