As most of you know, I have been working on my PhD in history and this week we were tasked with writing a blog on Applied History. One of the options that we were given for this blog was Genealogical History (our own family history). This happens to be an interesting and exciting topic for me as I recently joined ancestry.com. Working with my mother, we have been tracing our family lineage back several hundred years. This assignment gives me an opportunity to create an outlet for what I have found, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I have.
First, I want to discuss the process really quick on genealogy. I remember working in the library when I was in undergrad and people came to work on genealogy. I worked for the Allen County Public Library and they have one of the country’s largest deposit of genealogical research (https://acpl-cms.wise.oclc.org/genealogy). I would watch day in and day out, as people would spend hours and hours combing through books and newspapers. Today we have programs such as ancestry.com which makes the work a lot easier, but still very time consuming. However, these type of programs are only a tool that must be used in conjunction with some sort of knowledge of your family to start with.
To begin my research on my family genealogy I started with a piece of paper, some notes really, I took many years ago with my grandmother. We were sitting at my sisters dining room table, when I asked her to tell me about our family. It should be noted that talking to my grandmother was never the easiest task for me, she often thought I was just “messing” with her when I would ask her questions, but this time she opened up and told me about her mother, her grandmother and so forth. I took the information grandmother gave me and I’ve kept it for over twenty years.
Starting with this piece of paper, I inputted what little information I had into ancestry.com and began to work. Next, I contacted my mother and told her what I was doing and had discovered so far, and I asked her questions to verify what I found and expanded my research. Now I don’t have a traditional two parent household and some of the questions I asked probably is not something my Christian mother would like me sharing, but let’s just say there was a few branches that I had to work on.
It would be impossible to share everything I’ve learned thus far about my family in such a short blog. However, I want to discuss the branch of my tree and the lady who started it all – my maternal grandmother Lillie Juanita Green. My grandmother was born September 5, 1922 in Middleburg, Kentucky, to John Green and Teeney Mary Green.
My grandmother may have had several other siblings, but I only knew of one sibling; a brother named Esco Charlie Green. I vaguely remember meeting him once as a child and knowing there was something about his relationship with my grandfather that was upsetting to my grandmother. Years later I would learn that Uncle Esco was a homosexual, and my grandfather was unaccepting of him being near us. No one ever really spoke of Uncle Esco and I learned that he died on January 5, 1981 in Dade County Florida. I know this was a sore spot for my grandmother and I remember her in tears when she learned of his death and recall her saying he was buried in a pauper’s grave.
My maternal great-grandmother, Mary Green, as she preferred to be called, was born August 3, 1891 to Baxter and Esther Poore. I was able to find several records on her, including her social security number. I was able to locate census records for 1930 and 1940, which is why I think my grandmother may have had other siblings. There seems to be a disconnect of some kind here.
My mother cannot verify this information, but all the research does support it. I am not surprised that this information is not known to my mother however, my grandfather had several sisters in the Fort Wayne, IN area (where we lived) and he never saw them, and I never met them. Our family seems to have a poor sibling dynamic. I see it happening even with my brother, sister and me.
So far, I have traced my maternal grandmother’s family back to Jesse Poore, who was a private in the Confederate Army for the 16th Regiment, North Carolina Infantry and his father, Jesse Poor (Poore)-there are spelling changes, which I credit to bad penmanship in translating documents-who was born in 1770, North Carolina and died in 1858, Tazwell, TN. I am hoping to go back further to see how all the branches of the family came to the Americas.
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Nice job Mark. I to enjoy geology as you know my family is also not easy to follow as you are part of it. Thanks for the info you did a great job.