After the living were disposed of, their cemeteries were usually cataloged and then desecrated and destroyed by whatever means deemed appropriate. People first; then cemeteries.
I was so excited when less than five minutes after publication I had a $100 donation. Great! I thought, I'm on my way. Then nothing. I must be doing something wrong . . .
I am honored to have received a personal invitation to participate in the inauguration of the museum exhibit in Austria. It is a wonderful opportunity not only to do personal family research, but to do the more important service of researching stories for Raising Voices in Europe. This is a very expensive venture, and my family simply cannot afford the trip at this time.
I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna get over that perfection paralysis.
Over the summer, Stories From the Past was never far from my mind. In fact, I felt a lot of anxiety over no posts, but between two grandkids and a broken PC (I have six grandkids but two were staying with me), my ability to blog was reduced to bits and snatches of time with… Continue reading . . . and I’m back.
We interrupt your regularly scheduled blog post for this important announcement: I am pleased to report that I have made a very special connection to family, friends, and neighbors who were lost in the Holocaust. In the past few days a flurry of emails have gone back and forth between my parents, myself, and a… Continue reading Unknown Family Members Identified
This isn't a William Faulkner novel, it's reality. It's also not like it sounds. When your family has deep roots in the same area where you were born and raised, it's bound to happen, and it doesn't take much digging to find family members marrying family members. They probably don't even know they were doing… Continue reading Cousin Connection #2 My Cousin Married My Cousin