AfriGeneas Free Persons of Color Forum
Yesterday, I was talking with one of the librarians about our careers, and how we relax on our off time, and I realized that I find the craziness of chasing the dead relaxing. I have lists, books, and papers everywhere. Sometimes I will take a break for a couple of months or so, but then I am drawn right back to it. I guess I am the self-nominated family historian. I have family members who could care less about our history, but...I am starting to notice that when they have a question about our past, they are calling me.
I remember when questions came up about our family, my Grandmother, (who lived to be 90), and one of her younger sister's, my Aunt Eliza, they could tell you most anything you wanted to know about our family. Now they are both gone, but I credit them with my nosiness. I wanted to find out more about their Aunts and Uncles, and that has led me on this journey.
I have met many interesting people, some I probably would never have met if not for this love of knowing. I have learned about how strong we really were as a family to have survived to the 21st century. In 1821, my Revolutionary War ancestor, when trying to establish his pension is listed as having as his worldly possessions:
1 axe worth one dollar
Here I sit typing on a computer, in a warm home with all the amenities, in the very same county as he...how far we have come. It just blows me away. I guess with the holiday fast approaching, I am getting a bit sentimental. I am so glad that I have always been a "nosey girl," (quoting my Grandmother). What led you on your genealogy journey?
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