Don't get me wrong, I really am enjoying transcribing those letters my paternal grandfather wrote, I just need to do some actual research once in a while - like every day. My days have been running something like this:
Get up, have coffee and breakfast, transcribe a letter, pull some records, wash some windows, do some laundry, feed the birds, water plants, make bed, dust, vacuum, mop, organizing something, pull some more records, scan a letter, transcribe it, print the transcription, file it, go to lunch, run miscellaneous errands, grocery shop, more laundry, clean bathrooms, take car in for service, go to dentist, clean guest room (actually, this one is on tap for tomorrow), pull more records, make dinner, run dishwasher, watch a little TV with DH, have a glass of wine (Freedom Run Winery, Niagara county, New York - Manning Manor Rose), listen to DH listening to noise, figure out what noise is, gulp wine down, send email, take shower, do a little more research, evaluate a source, make some corrections on Find A Grave (my records), fold clothes, get ready for bed, maybe look for one more record and go to bed - maybe!
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Catching Up
The weather, as you may have heard, has been really crazy in middle Tennessee. Now that the weather has been sunny, warm, and pretty dang humid, I've been doing some Spring Cleaning. No, not in my office, although that is on tap for the weekend, but in those "folders" on my laptop where I keep all my "gotta enter this information" vital records and census. The census, which I enjoy searching for, can be a real drag to work on, so from time to time, I vary how I do it. Right now it seems for every one I enter, link the image and file away, I find one. It just seems that virtual pile never gets smaller. The pile grew because Family Search added so many more records. I enter the information on an 1860 census and then have to find the 1850 and 1870. And so on.
It's a dirty job, isn't it?
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
It's a dirty job, isn't it?
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Mail versus Email
I am resuming transcription of Grandpa's letters to my future Grandma, written in France during and after the Great War. He faithfully wrote to her just about every other day when he could. The period between September 1 and November 11th, he was on detached service reinforcing bridges, so those letters, we now discover never made it to her. As for hers to him? He destroyed them.
Now, a lot of us correspond via cyberspace and mail still gets lost! I can't tell you how often the Wild Ones will be exchanging emails and you will often read someone's reply before you see the original email. We like to blame it on Bill Gates. I'll add Al Gore to the mix since "he invented the internet." Who did they blame in 1918-1919? Probably just old Uncle Sam. Or maybe the censors. And yes, they were still censoring letters after the armistice. Grandpa says so.
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Now, a lot of us correspond via cyberspace and mail still gets lost! I can't tell you how often the Wild Ones will be exchanging emails and you will often read someone's reply before you see the original email. We like to blame it on Bill Gates. I'll add Al Gore to the mix since "he invented the internet." Who did they blame in 1918-1919? Probably just old Uncle Sam. Or maybe the censors. And yes, they were still censoring letters after the armistice. Grandpa says so.
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
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