Lucy Boyd Dodson, Freedwoman

In building out my Dodson ancestors’ social and economic ecosystem I asked questions about the enslaved.  I wondered if I could find evidence of how their journey from emancipation through Reconstruction differed from the post-war opportunities of my family. In doing this research I uncovered what I believe to be a family tree of Lucy … Continue reading Lucy Boyd Dodson, Freedwoman

It’s Complicated

I shouldn't have been astonished. The Mecklenburg County, Virginia U.S. Federal Census of 1860 enumerated two Dodson households--my white 2nd great-grandparents, James and Sarah, and his brother and sister-in-law, Benjamin and Delia. In the U.S. Federal Census of 1870 James and Sarah were enumerated with 9 children; Delia, widowed by a Union sniper bullet in 1864, … Continue reading It’s Complicated

Surname Saturday–The Crutes of Mecklenburg County

Brainstorming and journaling are good for the future Sorting through my family lore stash, I came across two sheets of yellow paper, folded into quarters.  My father, Norman Strickland, had distinctive handwriting, the product of his years as an electrical engineer.  So even though the bulleted pencil notes were not dated or signed, I recognized … Continue reading Surname Saturday–The Crutes of Mecklenburg County

Reclaiming all the past

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

By 2 o’clock

Deadlines are my friend.  Deadlines are my friend.  Deadlines are my friend. 2 o'clock.  That is my latest deadline. Computer time--1:39. Twenty minutes to sift through my busy brain  and find some compelling story or intriguing information that is worthy of a reader's time. I got nothing. Or maybe I am just procrastinating a bit … Continue reading By 2 o’clock