Family history you never knew?

Chatting with my mother over supper tonight, the conversation turned to the eulogy to be delivered at her funeral (she is 99 so this will become relevant before too long!)

She’s also been asked to write a 100th birthday bio piece for the parish magazine, which she is not keen on, but that’s another matter.

I knew already that her father had had a small engineering works in Coventry that made valves for the car industry (imaginatively named Valves Ltd) - but I hadn’t known that her uncle was MD of Singer & Co Ltd (the UK’s third largest car maker in the 1920s), and another uncle had a firm making pistons! So the Bullock family (my mother’s side) were keeping a big chunk of the British motor industry going in the Twenties and Thirties!

She also mentioned that during WW2 when they lived in Kenilworth, just south of Coventry, being bombed by the Luftwaffe was a frequent occurrence! Especially as there was an ack-ack battery sited in a field near the house which the Germans were very interested in taking out - my mother said they sometimes flew so low in an effort to find it that she could see the pilot’s faces in the bomber’s cockpit!

I have asked her to write all this stuff down so we have it for future reference. But it goes to show how much we don’t know about our parents’ and other relatives life experiences…

So have a chat with your ancient rellies before it’s too late! (My mother also commented that she often found out things about people at their funerals that she wished she’d known about when they were alive).

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I couldn’t agree more! The other thing is photographs - we need names on the back before it’s too late. I have some amazing Victorian photos that probably are my great grandparents, but I have no idea. They were among my mother’s effects - probably some are from my paternal grandmother - I’ve no idea who these people are. So sad.

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Indeed!

We have some old photo albums but as you say, identifying people in them is hard!

I do have my parents’ wedding album from 1955, which is unusual in that a) the images are all in 16:9 format (roughly) and b) they are not all just posed groups - there are some documentary ones of the reception and even a nighttime shot of my parents driving off for their honeymoon!

My father ruined this one a bit by sticking his tongue out and my mother is looking the wrong way!

(They went to Scotland. It rained. :smiley: )

My grandfather felt that having photos was important (though I don’t think he took that many himself). This is a professional studio portrait of my mother, taken at Appleby’s in Coventry (according to the signature) - most likely in the late 1920s:

And this is me (!) in the early 1960s - probably taken at a studio in Bournemouth:

I was a gorgeous child - it all went downhill from there…

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We had colour back then.

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You were posh. :smiley:

I do have some colour ones of us as kids taken in the 60s-70s, but the parental ones are all BW.

When my father died in 2016 (age 92) I decided to research his ancestry. Having already written 2 biographies my dad’s ancestry became my 3rd book.
My grandfather was born and raised in a Derbyshire mining village and naturally became a miner. My grandmother was a Lancashire lass from Oldham and after her schooling entered the cotton mills. Book 3 is titled Coal & Cotton’.
Having got the ancestry bug I set about researching my maternal side. My mother died in 1982 so there was no first hand knowledge but many photos and an amazing family to research. Dad’s book contains some 300 pages whereas Mum’s currently occupies 5 volumes over well in excess of 3000 pages.
With each ancestor, after amassing factual information, I set about writing thier story of thier life and times allowing the reader to walk along side them for that brief moment in time.
Having now been a fanatical researcher for 9 years l have researched a number of friends ancestry trees and unearthed many facts that have brought new dimensions to people’s past.
I have had the pleasure of helping @captainendeavour and @toryroo.
Ancestry research is my passion and I am always happy to help.

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I think I realised too late the fund of memories and knowledge held by elderly relatives and friends. I would dearly love to be able to wind the clock back and ask questions of them. Many of these will remain unanswered.

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@JohnBoy mentions, he researched my family, particularly on my mother’s side. This revealed a significant and disagreeable event which was almost certainly the reason why my mother left her home in Wolverhampton, aged 18, somehow enrolled as a student nurse in Kendal, Westmoreland [as was] and never metioned her family again - ever - not even when questioned about her ealy life by a friend of mine.

She maintained the fiction to the wider world that she was from Kendal and that the parents of a local girl, also training at Kendal, and who took her in, were her parents, although known to me as Auntie Annie and Uncle Harry.

She reversed her ‘prenoms’, probably at the desk of a sergeant issuing her paybook, signing up as a nurse in Queen Aexandra’s Imperial Military Nursing Service in 1941. As Germaine Greer found, concerning her father, the war was a perfect time to reinvent oneself. [“Daddy. We Hardly Knew You”]

This fiction was accepted by banks and other institutions from then on. “When were you born, and why?”, one of her favourite sayings, was not as thoroughly validated in those days as now, tho’ in her later years the ladies with tea trolleys making the rounds in hospitals would ask if 'Lucy’would like a cup of tea. They had referred to the notes on the end of her bed which had referred to her birth certificate. She never ‘corrected’ them.

I came to realise, very late in the day, that my mother had erased my family on her side and there were a great many questions to be answered, not least how much of this did my father know. She had siblings, so I must have had cousins. As an Army family and thereafter, having lived the life of a nomad and having no family of my own, there is nobody who has any direct interest.

Between her birth certificate and her death certificate she had invented the person she preferred to be. I came to the conclusion that, after decades of maintaining this fiction with the tenacity and determiation she did, I would let sleeping dogs lie.

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I think you are wise. Much as descendants are curious about where we came from, we have to respect our parents’ wishes if there is family history they would rather forget.

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@JohnBoy, what ancestry site/s do you use? I have only tried FMY.

There are a number of similar sites.The most used are Ancestry and Findmypast with many others that are limited to various areas of research. Then there is the National Archives and the GRO and other government sites.
As for Ancestry and FMP there are various levels of subscription, the more you pay, the more detail you get.
There are also numerous military based sites to search in.
Unfortunately many people dip in to the likes of Ancestry and find names that fit and voila they have traced their family tree but more often than not they have followed the wrong family, not unlike reading a horoscope and reading what you want to believe.
It takes many hours of cross referencing to find the right lineage and all the time you have to doubt your findings until any reasonable doubt is removed.
Subscriptions to a number of sites can add up but like all hobbies/interests there is a cost.
Of course like any information site you have to learn how to navigate it and even though information is provided on how to find your way around there are unwritten tricks that you evolve over time.
One major pitfall to avoid are trees that an individual has started on a whim while taking advantage of a free trial.
Sometimes they might throw up a name but usually it is the wrong one.
The sad part of ancestry research is that now that marriage and baptisms are less common and everyone’s photos are in a cloud searches are more difficult however Facebook is a good tool to find descendants if you know where to look.
Given time there is no hiding place for those past and present!

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Nevertheless, I think one would greatly struggle to find the background of my US grandparents…

The records of my antecedents were lost in a fire (I was adopted), though I have a Kendal connection.

By coincidence my mother’s records were also lost in a fire when the Detroit record office burnt down. However I already had a copy of her birth certificate albeit with her surname probably misspelt. Her ancestors either came from NE Poland or Hungary.

If the choice was up to me (despite Orban) I’d probably prefer Hungarian ancestry.

If you have at least a name and approximate location in America and of course thier daughter/your mother info then it may well be possible. PM me if you wish with total privacy. Just read your last post, I agree that search might be tricky🤔

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I was able to dig up an amazing amount of lost data on my Italian family from US and Italian records when I decided to try to get my Italian citizenship recognized about 7 years ago.

My 4 grandparents were all from around Reggio Calabria and settled in Syracuse NY around the turn of the 20th century. At the point I started , my parents and all my 11 (! in my maternal line ) aunts and uncles had died and I needed quite a few facts in order to figure out if I qualified. The most important was did any of them naturalize in the US and which comunes did they come from exactly.

I searched the US and NYS Census records from 1900-1940 and found that they were listed as aliens consistently. My paternal grandfather had changed his name several times and my father changed it yet again, which I knew really complicated proving my line, but my maternal grandfather had a clear surname so I concentrated on him. From the ship’s manifest (on Ancestry,com) that he arrived on, I found the comune he was from ( Villa San Giuseppe) and contacted them to get an extract of his birth certificate, ( I had seen a copy of it on the Italian website Antenati, which holds scans of all the vital records in Italy going back centuries). Then I needed a copy of my recently deceased mother’s birth certificate, which should have required a court order to obtain at that point, but I managed to get. Another critical document I obtained was my GF’s US AR2 file from 1942 when axis aliens were required to register. (Thankfully Italians and Germans in the US escaped the horrific fate of the Japanese and were not rounded up,), This proved to the Italians that he had not naturalized and lost his Italian citizenship.

So with those records and quite a few more documents I was able to get my Italian citizenship recognized, At the same time, I got my daughter recognized. And that’s what we used to get to France under EU FOM.

I spent almost 2 solid months researching this and requesting all sorts of vital records. I was just amazed at how I started knowing almost nothing, and at the end knew more than anybody still alive in my family.

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Exactly the opposite happened to me. I tried to find my maternal grandfather and his family with no luck whatsoever. I eventually found out, due to looking at ‘similar’ names that the surname and that of all his family had been transcribed completely wrongly giving a completely different name. I was able to confirm to a high degree that the ‘other’ family was in fact his. I contacted I think it was Find My Past and they replied after a week that someone had inspected some of the original documentation and a mistake had indeed been made. It was corrected in the record. I assume an initial mistake was made and then propagated to other records because all the records I could find before a certain time, census, births, marriages etc were incorrect.

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I still rely on an elderly second cousin once removed to fill me in on family details. At 93 she remembers the tiniest details from decades ago which is amazing because she wouldn’t be able to tell you if it was before or after lunch because her short term memory has disappeared completely.

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If I didn’t know better, I would swear that I was your 93 year old relative because it describes me accurately. :neutral_face:

Nurse !!

Bringing us swiftly back to the trans gender issue.