Family History Stories
“We shall not cease from our exploration, and at the end of all our exploring, we shall arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” T.S. Eliot
Last weekend was truly decadent. My car rested in the driveway from Friday after work until Monday morning. For two days I played. I felt like a child wrapped up in some important project like digging a hole in the sandbox and hoping it would lead to China or creating a dramatic play in the garage with all the kids from the neighbourhood. The work felt overwhelming, necessary, thrilling–just like the adventurous projects of my childhood.
I love sentimental Christmas presents. When I was in my twenties mom and dad gave me Grandpa’s ship wheel clock for Christmas. It works beautifully when I remember to wind it. It is an “Ingraham 8 Day Ships Wheel” mantel clock.
About four years ago my friend Nicole introduced me to Ancestry.ca. We sat in her home office in front of the computer. We squinted at a marriage certificate on the screen. She showed me how you could search for records, follow hints, add pictures and stories, and connect to other people’s research. I signed up that Friday night.
To be Canadian
In grade school I dreaded the bi-annual family history project. I was jealous of my friends who had great stories of emigrating to Canada, who talked about secret family recipes, who had fascinating objects and unique pieces of clothing. “I’m just Canadian,” I whined. “My people are all just Canadian.” For years I wanted to be everyone but me. I did not understand what it meant to be Canadian. To be Canadian felt like being nothing.
Welcome to the resource list! There are so many great sites to visit for information about Canadian history. Here is a list of some of the sites I like to visit: