My mom suggested that I find something to do with my time while I recover from surgery. I don't think she intended for me to start a blog or delve into any huge genealogy projects but it's me and I don't do sitting around very well so here I am.
I like to write. I like to tell stories. I like to unravel mysteries.
Last week in an attempt to keep my stir crazy madness at bay, my mom and I delved into our family history. We thought it was done. We thought it was correct. We were wrong. In less twenty-fours we found an orphan child who no one in the family knew about because his parents died during the 1898 yellow fever epidemic, a mysterious ancestor who was linked to the wrong family, and hundreds of slave narratives written in the late 1930's/early 1940's.
The slave narratives are why I'm writing this blog. There are hundreds of names, the ancestors of many African Americans, and yet I haven't been able to find a site where I can share them so that someday someone can find their ancestors. Sadly, this is true for many of those who came before us. This blog is my attempt to share those stories, not just the slave narratives, but the stories of our ancestors and who knows maybe I will share a little how-to knowledge along the way.
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