It is I! If you had seen me marginally tweeting about some big news the past couple of weeks, well, there it is out in the open now. My thanks to John Blyberg of Darien Library and David Gwynn of UNC Greensboro’s Digital Projects for writing reference letters on my behalf. As of yet, I do not know what project I will be working on. Just trying to follow through on all the paperwork and ALA Connect Groups + Facebook for EL makes life a little more interesting.
This was a great program presented by Jonathan Shea and Matthew Bielawa. My husband’s family immigrated from Poland so the topic is close to my heart. Before the event, all I knew is that the geopolitical borders changed all the time in Eastern European over the last few centuries. Shea and Bielawa instructs that you start your Eastern European genealogy research by starting in the United States. You will need your ancestor’s original name and their home village name. As a bonus on how to track down all the records, they gave some tips for how to hang out with your newfound relatives. Hint: get used to drinking vodka.
If I ask my relatives, they have no idea about our ancestors who fought in wars before World War II. Fortunately, I’m a genealogist. As part of my research recently, I discovered that my third-great grandfather, Aaron Columbus Goodman, had been shot on Main Street at Orange Court House County, Virginia on August 2, 1862. According to his Civil War Confederate Pension Application, he had been shot in the leg and sustained some serious head injury. Forty years later when he sent off the application, his witness said the leg wound was still festering.
My ancestor was a 24 year old blacksmith. He enlisted on March 13, 1862 in Catawba County, North Carolina. After being shot, he was then rounded up and taken as a prisoner of war to Maryland. It took nearly a year for him to recover from his head injury. His pension witness was another young man that he met while being held captive. The two men were only released at the end of the war. My grandfather wrote that he did not pledge allegiance to the Union, but instead was freely granted leave to become an ordinary citizen again.
Another of my Civil War relatives was not so lucky. After being captured, he ended up dying as a prisoner of war in Maryland.