April 23, 2008
Today is my grandmother Pearl’s 94th birthday! When I called her to wish her well this evening she was watching a calculus DVD on her MacBook. Have I mentioned how proud I am of her? In general? We talk about FDR and history and Roman epics and argue about Clinton vs. Obama (she tends toward the former, I the latter). Her life has been a winding and marvelous tale, which she’ll occasionally remark on.
As if by some sort of stroke of coincidence, a heretofore unknown second cousin of mine got in touch with me today. She is the grand-daughter of Pearl’s sister. Hence the wonderful photograph of Pearl, as nurse, from the WWII era.
Here are some things I have figured out about my family recently:
Researching family history is a wondrous but heart-wrenching process of forward and back, revelation and mistake. What have you discovered about your history? I have found intrigue, heritage and some darkness and the shadows of people, some escaping, some reinventing themselves, some hiding. Some hiding in Colorado.