Hi, my name is Tyler Evans, and I am an amateur genealogist from Anderson, IN.

My genealogy adventure began back when I was in 8th grade, and a project was assigned in my English class. Before then, I was extremely interested in my family's history, and that project fueled my enthusiasm. The project showed me the thrills and pleasures of genealogical research-- leafing through old photos and having them identified, connecting with elderly and/or distant relatives, hearing all of the juicy stories, I just fell in love with this hobby.

My initial "line of pursuit" was my great grandfather,Harley Hosier, the father of my maternal grandmother. He was a violent man and a criminal. My grandma told me stories: he murdered his first wife (confirmed); he was a Native American (not yet proved); he beat my great grandmother with a lead pipe, cracking her skull (not yet proved); he had a sister named Nelle (proved); he lived to be almost one-hundred years old (proved). I have collected so many records on this man, and yet, so many more to collect and so much more to know!

I have been researching my family's history for about a decade now. My search has taken me on many adventures. For example, I have found myself in the Indiana State Archives, reading and transcribing orphanage applications over a century old. I have contacted mental health institutions, nursing homes, distant cousins and aunts/uncles, archives, libraries, county clerks, mayors, local historians, and fellow genealogists--all from across the country. I have spent an entire day with my Old World kin in Diedendorf, Alsace, France, and have toured the house of my ancestors in this small village. I have crossed a cow farm, hopped a barbed wire fence, and run for my life from a herd of curious cattle and one bull, all to examine my ancestors' final resting place.

One of my favorite things about genealogy are the "oddities" you discover along the way, such as the life of my great grandfather Harley, or the fact that two of my great-great grandfathers on my paternal line went insane and passed away in asylums, or that another of my great-great grandfathers was a railroad brakeman, one of the most dangerous jobs available at the time, which led to his death at 23. I also love random ancient photos of distant ancestors, family stories, exploring old pioneer cemeteries, military sources, and genealogy trips.

Feel free to use any information or photographs (stones and people) as you wish. Also, feel free to contact me--whether you have additional information on any family members, corrections to suggest, or for any questions you may have.

I am currently trying to sharpen my research skills. :)

Hi, my name is Tyler Evans, and I am an amateur genealogist from Anderson, IN.

My genealogy adventure began back when I was in 8th grade, and a project was assigned in my English class. Before then, I was extremely interested in my family's history, and that project fueled my enthusiasm. The project showed me the thrills and pleasures of genealogical research-- leafing through old photos and having them identified, connecting with elderly and/or distant relatives, hearing all of the juicy stories, I just fell in love with this hobby.

My initial "line of pursuit" was my great grandfather,Harley Hosier, the father of my maternal grandmother. He was a violent man and a criminal. My grandma told me stories: he murdered his first wife (confirmed); he was a Native American (not yet proved); he beat my great grandmother with a lead pipe, cracking her skull (not yet proved); he had a sister named Nelle (proved); he lived to be almost one-hundred years old (proved). I have collected so many records on this man, and yet, so many more to collect and so much more to know!

I have been researching my family's history for about a decade now. My search has taken me on many adventures. For example, I have found myself in the Indiana State Archives, reading and transcribing orphanage applications over a century old. I have contacted mental health institutions, nursing homes, distant cousins and aunts/uncles, archives, libraries, county clerks, mayors, local historians, and fellow genealogists--all from across the country. I have spent an entire day with my Old World kin in Diedendorf, Alsace, France, and have toured the house of my ancestors in this small village. I have crossed a cow farm, hopped a barbed wire fence, and run for my life from a herd of curious cattle and one bull, all to examine my ancestors' final resting place.

One of my favorite things about genealogy are the "oddities" you discover along the way, such as the life of my great grandfather Harley, or the fact that two of my great-great grandfathers on my paternal line went insane and passed away in asylums, or that another of my great-great grandfathers was a railroad brakeman, one of the most dangerous jobs available at the time, which led to his death at 23. I also love random ancient photos of distant ancestors, family stories, exploring old pioneer cemeteries, military sources, and genealogy trips.

Feel free to use any information or photographs (stones and people) as you wish. Also, feel free to contact me--whether you have additional information on any family members, corrections to suggest, or for any questions you may have.

I am currently trying to sharpen my research skills. :)