Go There
Go There!
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How times have changed in family history research! Traveling to your family's homeplace or writing letters to genealogy or historical societies, courthouses, local libraries and archives used to be the first step in beginning family history if there were no published books or periodicals we could consult.
Later, we had access to microfilm, which required traveling to where that microfilm was. Now, our first step is often to see what's online at Ancestry.com, other pay sites, and free sites such as FamilySearch.org. But as we know, no matter how fast these services add new databases, only a small percentage of records are or will ever be online.
Why Travel?
Beyond records, though, why should we travel to gather our family history?
Two reasons: everywhere is different, and only by going there can we experience that. Reading about the history, geology and social forces that shaped the community is one excellent way to understand why your family came there, or left there, but the map is not the reality. There is nothing like being surrounded by the place and the people; so go there!
The other reason to go is people! Some of your living relatives live elsewhere, and there is no substitute to visiting them, asking for their stories and recording them if that's OK, and traveling locally with them to old home places, graves of relatives, schools they attended, and other important local sites.
If you have researched all the way down to the living generation, then you can ask questions about knotty mysteries, ask to see family photos, Bibles and other old records your relative may have, ask permission to photograph, then listen to the stories and memories your relative might have about them. Record those stories if possible.
What do the rising generation want to hear? Stories! So get those stories.
Ted Cowan in Yarrow Kirk, Yarrow Feus, Selkirshire, Scotland 2008 |
Valorie
In my own life, my father Ted Cowan was the reason my sister and I traveled to Scotland with him. He did not give us much warning; just enough time to ensure that we all had up-to-date passports, arrange for a rental car and places to stay outside Edinburgh, and hurriedly buff up some research about our Cowan ancestors, who left Selkirkshire, Scotland for Upper Canada in 1832.
We knew the little village, Yarrow Feus, and were able to visit the same church that our Cowans had attended, meet the minister and a local expert. The pastor was nice enough to send me some more information after our return, which I thought was lovely! And the local expert took us to her house for tea and told us stories for a few hours. How I wish I had recorded that conversation!
Sheep corral, Yarrow to Ettick
The day we drove over the hill from the Yarrow Valley into Ettrickbridge where my dad's great-grandfather Walter Scott Cowan had worked as a shepherd-boy, we had to stop the car to let a flock of sheep cross the road. We were impatient for lunch, until I reminded us of that shepherd-boy. That's when we opened the windows, listened to the sheep, and reveled in the moment. We made it over the hill in time for lunch, too!
Linda Blais
Courtesy Andrew Lorien |
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