When it comes to family, I have always been lucky enough to know a fair amount about my grand parents. Great grand parents were a bit more of a challenge but thanks to some great documents and the Internet, I seem to find out more information all the time.
Take for example, yesterday’s release of 1940 US census records. On my father’s side, I am 2 for 2 in finding information in Sparks, Nevada and Berkeley, California. With a bit more time, I expect to be likewise on my mother’s side of the family tree.
The scene above shows a bit of the family tree further back. North Carolina, actually. In 2006, I had the opportunity to visit there and it opened a door to more history that I knew only a bit about. Since that journey, the floodgates have opened and I am awash in family information along that branch.
Others in the family tree have their mysteries. Tales not shared, you might say. And those that might know, sadly no longer with us. The search will go on. Somewhere out there, information lurks in the shadows, waiting to be discovered.
I am proud of my family. Some of them did things worthy of note. Others managed to make it from day to day, keeping their families safe. Like others, there are happy days and there are sad days. A common theme along the generations.
Yet, without them all, I would not be who I am and where I am.
Life is funny that way, isn’t it?