Wednesday, 25 July 2012

My son, the genealogist

I have just attended my first genealogy conference - the International Association of Jewish Genealogy Societies (IAJGS), in Paris. It was four days packed full of fascinating talks and meetings, dealing with all aspects of Jewish genealogy. There, that's three times I've used the word already, and until a few years ago I don't think it had ever crossed my lips.

In the past three or four years I seem to have taken on the role of unofficial family historian. The impetus undoubtedly came from the death of both my parents, and a desire to try to recapture some of the things they had told us over the years about their lives and those of their own parents; things which we had carelessly forgotten, concentrating on our own lives, as we all do.

We tried to construct a family tree, comparing notes with cousins, fretting over gaps in our knowledge, puzzling over inconsistencies, wondering who else we might be connected to. Names and places, and the stories they held, were vaguely recalled. Wherever we turned, we found ourselves in blind alleys, facing brick walls. It was some consolation to find at the Conference that these are common experiences - these last two paragraphs could have been written by just about everybody there.

Eventually some of us decided to pay for some professional research, and undertake a visit to Belarus to see what we could find. You can see an account of this trip in the Belaroots blog, and I have begun to gather and recount some of the family stories in the Belaroots Stories web-site.

I now find myself joining societies, signing up for discussion groups, subscribing to family-tree websites and online resources, querying databases and poring over spreadsheets, obtaining census forms, birth, marriage and death certificates, passenger lists, naturalisation documents, visiting archives, searching through school records and electoral lists, consulting old maps, tracking down streets and houses that no longer exist, taking cousins on walks, writing to people I didn't previously know existed who may or may not be related to me - and much more.

I'll be posting here about some of my family finds, as well as about some of resources I come across, about ways of telling family stories, and about issues that arise from trying to tell the Jewish story in particular. So if you're related to me, or just interested in family histories, you're welcome to keep coming back. I'll let family members know via Geni, and anyone else via Facebook, when there's a new post - or you can probably 'subscribe' to this blog, or 'follow' it, somehow.

And I can just hear my father proudly pointing to me as he utters the immortal words, "My son, the genealogist". Thanks, Dad.

1 comment:

  1. welcome to the world of obsessi...... a wonderful hobby. One you can stop anytime you want to - yeah, like that will ever happen. I have been researching since 1994 and I am still nowhere near finished.
    Happy hunting