Our dinner table in southwest Virginia was always full. Mother and Daddy at either end, us four kids seated two across from two on each side. In the center, sat two vegetables, a starch, a meat dish or casserole, to be passed to the left until all were served. At each place was a glass … Continue reading Recipes and receipts: A 1970(ish) Texas Sheet of Chocolate Deliciousness
I look through a viewfinder at least once a day. Photography makes me practice seeing different points of view; the very act of framing the familiar often reveals a hidden detail that adds unexpected meaning, an "aha!" that leaves me changed. Genealogy can be a framing exercise too, with questions serving as viewfinder. During research on my dad's neighbors, the Crute family, … Continue reading Points of View
These thoughts are for all you white family historians out there. Particularly the ones who are, like me, struggling to tell the unmentionable, the dishonorable chapters of our ancestors' lives. The plot lines of which extend into our own days, leaving us uncomfortable with our race. Our whiteness. I have been silent on this blog space, … Continue reading Reclaiming all the past
I took another box of mixed media from the house, the house my father last lived in. Most of the holiday cards I threw out, their messages meaningful only to Norman. Many of the photographs were ones I had sent him, or copies of pictures he had snapped and sent to me years ago. Several letters … Continue reading Tip of the Day: Details Matter
Today's NY Times Opinionator piece discusses the history between Abe Lincoln and Salmon P. Chase, an earnest, no nonsense man who was both a fabulous Secretary of the Treasury and Lincoln's arch rival. Why care about this troublemaker? Because the dude had a fan club among the founders of a little town in Mecklenburg County, … Continue reading Chase the Man. Chase the City.