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 So Much Information!

Early Detroit
Working on my genealogy research is like jumping from one rabbit hole to the next.  I was at a sewing group this week and one of the women, whom I have known for a very long time, has been working on her own research for years. And she is very organized, and suggested a few ways to become more organized.  They all sound lovely.  And they all suggest a lot of work - as I have to admit to being a little sloppy when gathering information. 
Not that I don't have some good organizational strategies, and I do have properly labeled notebooks and folders, and photographs sorted into category according to my current research trend.   I put together a very nice collection of recipes (copying the actual card with original handwriting, photos of each person, when available).
 
BUT...I had no idea what I was getting into years ago, and  what the shear volume of "stuff" would be.  So now...no, I do not have a proper database, and my notes and computer file folders are a bit haphazard (I am being kind to myself here).
When I look at the artifacts which are in drawers, on dresser tops, packed away, or forgotten about, I know what each of the family would like after we're gone.  BUT, there are things no one wants that I feel are important to our story. So I created this shadow box of old jewelry and trinkets from myself, my mother and both grandmothers, with one of my early piano pieces.  These items each have a story - from a trip, an experience, an event, a gift...and these stories are part of our story. 
Myself, cousin Jamie, sister Nancy, Uncle Byron, Dad in background.

I have tackled photos pretty well, and managed to feel comfortable with my progress. But some of my documents are printed, so need a folder.  Others are digitized.  All of what I have is in the process of having a "backup" created.

My grandmother's petition for citizenship
Then there are various newspaper articles downloaded, and hopefully filed correctly.  And quotes!  If all of this is going into some sort of book to be printed and distributed to family, we definitely need some good quotes.
 
So, back to my inspiring friend.  She was ever-so-helpful and sent me a photo of some books in her home library which she thought I might like to read.  When I have time.  And I chose one, of course, because there is much more information to gather and history to learn! Aren't you proud I only chose one...to start?
I do love the journey.  Even when I wallow and wade through the mountains of information out there.  

Are you involved in any projects which have you stumped, stymied, frustrated, exhilarated and joyful?

I'd love to hear about some of them!


Comments

Jeanie said…
I completely understand. With all my news clippings and loose bits, I got page protectors and a big binder (one per family) and that at least keeps some of the loose bits together. I had an appointment with my printer Monday and will be delivering the file later this week. That will get the book to the family folk and later I'll divide up the family photos for them. But on dad's side there is no family and I don't know what to do with that. Still, holding it close to me.

The recipe book is a really wonderful idea-- I love that you did that!

Someday we should meet for lunch in St. Johns and share stories!

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