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Taking an Attitude Adjustment Break

Posted on Tuesday, May 05, 2015 4:36 PM

This may be my only blog post for the next few days. it's a rough week. A horrible, terrible stinky bad week.

As many of you recognized by sending greetings via Facebook, today is my birthday, and I'm feeling pretty old. it was bad enough hitting the 3/4 of a century last year. Today I move beyond that, and the view is not pretty. Of course plans have changed since my husband died in January. We had booked a trip for this week. We won a contest for couples who had met while in school at Kent State. The prize: a night in the presidential suite of the university hotel, dinner in the hotel restaurant and chocolates and champagne at bed-turn-down. Not happening, of course. I was able to pass the prize on to a family member, but my Lean Cuisine lunch was something of a come-down. Then I spent the rest of the day doing paperwork, getting names changed on the house title and our Sam's card. Neither one was easy, but Sam's clearly won the bureaucracy award.

And it doesn't get better from here. This is the weekend of the Tennessee Lions' State Convention, starting Friday. I'm not going, of course, because it's on the other side of the world's widest state, and there's no one else going from here -- so too far for me to drive by myself with only partial vision. And that means I'm missing the state necrology service, where they will retire Floyd's Lions pin and put it on display for the coming year. And finally, Sunday is Mother's Day -- a holiday I quit observing in 2000, when my only child died of cancer.

So it's a horrible week, and I hope you'll forgive the lack of postings until the sun comes back out from behind this black cloud hanging over my disposition. I think I'll go scrub the bathroom. Might as well take advantage of a bad mood to get something useful accomplished.

The Most Depressing Day of the Year

Posted on Monday, January 17, 2011 11:28 AM

Yep! That depressing bit of news was one of the first things that greeted me this morning. A crawl line below ABC's "Good Morning America" explained that the designation was the result of two factors: the weather and unpaid bills. "Well," I thought, "I don't have all that many unpaid bills, unless you happen to count the charges on credit cards whose statements have not yet arrived in the mail." And yes, there was that terribly self-indulgent anniversary trip back in December, but I don't count anything it took me fifty years to earn. As for the weather, uh. . . . OK, it's cold, gray, gloomy, and wet out there, but here inside it's warm and peaceful and full of furry little felines who are happy to see me. The most depressing day of the year? Oh, I hope so, because this one isn't all that bad.

Just in case, however, there's one surefire way of beating off the gloomies: "Let's come up with a new project." I haven't been blogging much about my writing because I've been doing a lot of research and reading necessary before I can really get to work on my next book. I enjoy the time I spend with records and archives, but it doesn't often provide good meaty blogging material. Unless the research turns out to be a total disaster, of course. And that happens, I realize, more often than not.

History, I've always told my students, is not about cold hard facts. There are very few such facts, and the ones there are can be found with little effort. No, history is largely the story of what we THINK we know about a subject at any given time. And that means it is always subject to change. What we think we know has a way of sliding out from under us without warning.

With that in mind, it occurs to me that it might prove useful to compile my horror stories -- and those of other writers -- to serve as cautionary tales for the unwary researcher. This new year marks the beginning of the four-year observance of America's Civil War, so my own experiences with Civil War records may be particularly helpful to those who are inspired by the occasion to look at the stories of their own hometowns or ancestors.

Upcoming blog posts will deal with the following topics, although not in any particular order:

Interview your family members but don't believe anything they tell you.
Don't throw away that mysterious photograph.
Sometimes a scrap of cloth is more than a shoeshine rag.
Never trust a newspaper.
Look under the tombstone.
Don't accept genealogical records without verifying them yourself.
Remember to ask, "Sez who?" before you repeat a story.
Online records provide a place to start, not the final answer.

You get the idea. How about your own experiences with historical or genealogical research? What have you learned that might help others avoid certain pitfalls? I'll welcome your comments, your suggestions, and -- most of all -- offers to be a guest blogger and discuss your worst disasters.

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