Like most family historians, I enjoy hunting for ancestors and finding their stories. After all, “just the facts, Ma’am” can be rather dry and unimpressive. It is the story that brings our ancestors to life. Seeing how they lived, how they faced adversity, how they responded to the political and economic events in their time, and how they celebrated life’s blessings can both inspire and motivate us.
And so for years I have dug and dug and dug some more, looking for those stories to record so that future generations won’t have to. For the past four consecutive years, I have participated in the A to Z April Challenge by focusing on some aspect of my family history – unusual names in my family, in-laws and out-laws, those who attended my grandparents’ funerals.
But there are voices of genealogists smarter than I am that keep saying, “Don’t forget to tell YOUR story.” MY story?? At first I didn’t think I had a story. That’s just it. Honestly, most of my ancestors’ stories are rather ordinary, yet I am still intensely interested in learning about the people who came before me even though they did nothing special to earn a mention in a history book. So maybe it is not so crazy to imagine that one day my great-grandchildren and great-greats and great-great-greats might look for my picture and wonder what kind of person I was and how I lived.
Therefore, for the benefit of my descendants yet to be, I will use this challenge to write about my childhood and teen years.
My theme for this A to Z April Challenge will be Growing Up in Cradock.
See you in April!
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