The journey has been long, and yet, it’s just getting started!
My house consists of an eclectic mixture of family heirlooms, book stacks, and archival boxes of family photos….sprinkled with teapots sitting in the oddest of places. When family comes to visit, I feel like an ancestral alchemist, rummaging through the boxes to find just the right ingredients for their magical trip down memory lane.
My love for old photos and letters is ceaseless, and drives much of my life’s work. For in these lie the stories, the voices and images of those long gone. In my university days of pursuing a history degree, I had a frustrating habit of not believing historiography. Once they listed a primary source, I was off to find my own copy. I wanted to take it in, absorb its complexities, visually, and in content. Whith each document, there was a thrill and a challenge: Did I understand what they were saying? Was I misinterpreting their meaning based on my own time? Did I have enough context to get a full picture?
These questions have always driven my genealogical research. Just as each primary document provides vital information, our interpretation of the document must be accurate. In other words, we must understand how to use the primary information appropriately to glean an accurate portion of the story. As a genealogy librarian who encounters research in its rawest and most complex forms each day, I hope to assist others with their critical analysis of resources encountered along their journey.
While these are the fundamental components of what drives my passion, you should also know that I grew up with one foot in the north and one in the south. Like a verbal shapeshifter, I can speak without any accent due to my Cincinnati upbringing, but can turn on a sweet southern twang when I head across the Mason-Dixon. I am a 7th generation Kentuckian, born here but raised across the river. I made it back to Kentucky in my 20s and have now been “home” for over 20 years.
My childhood was filled with one ancestor seeking adventure after another! From traipsing through cemeteries, to examining tintype family albums, to bouncing around the back of a 4 wheel drive SUV down an unpaved old road in search of an abandoned homestead (mind the granddaddy long leg that just came in the back window!) – this type of adventure and detective work became my drug of choice and trapped me at a very young age. By the time I was 16, my cousin’s Mockabee family book had hooked me with stories and primary documents in such a way that I have never been the same. It allowed me to see the research journey complete with end product, and I have continued the research ever since she listed one of my other great grandparents as “unknown.”
The other thing you should realize about me is that while I love family history, I have no romantic notions about my ancestry. I am a genealogy pragmatist. I hold no delusions about humanity nor our ancestors. Humanity is beautiful, but it is ugly too. ‘Warts and all’ doesn’t even begin to describe some of the things our ancestors have done, chosen, or allowed to continue. We only have to look to American history to understand how messed up, yet precious, humanity can be. With these considerations, I do not believe in covering up the ugly to extol the good. We need examples of mistakes and good choices to help our journey of growth and I would argue that we grow better when hearing both types of stories about our ancestors.
Which means: this is a truth zone! Unadulterated genealogy and ancestral resource analysis! No filters here please – raw genealogy only!
For more fun, I have a couple of other blogs, one about the wonderful world of tea: Tea Tableau, and my first genealogy blog (since 2010): Journeys Past. Both will continue, and Journeys Past will remain home to even more of my personal family history fun. I also tend to love the connections made through social media, so check out my other tools of communication listed at the top. To learn more about my professional experience and career of 25+ years, please see my Portfolio page.
Welcome to my crazy, ancestor filled, library world!