Nancy and I have been trying to find out what we can about a tombstone in the little cemetery in her home town. It's unusual because it's one honking big black stone and no one in Nancy's family recognizes the name. For a small town, that's pretty unusual. We've been researching it on-line. She found that the person buried there was a medical doctor and that he was murdered. I found out he was killed in California by an intruder who broke into his home. I did find a Facebook site asking for leads on who might have shot him. Nancy sent me a site showing that the doctor's siblings were contesting his wife being the executor of his will since they thought she had killed him. I found out the wife now owns some medical offices in California (I'm assuming it couldn't be proven she had anything to do w/ his death) and she was picked up for being high on opiates while seated in her car. In a way this rutting around through the Internet seems intrusive but probably no worse than listening in on the old rural party phone lines. Just an upgraded medium.