Being only the 3rd generation in my family tree to be born in the United States, I’ve always felt less American than others, though it never bothered me. Growing up I always had a strong sense of culture and background. With strong European roots and tradition, it was never a question to feel closer to my European background than to my American one. But that was the way I was raised and it’s always surprised me when I would ask people, “What is your ethnicity?” and they would tell me American or they didn’t know.
I thought it to be so outside the norm to have generation upon generation born in America that I never even considered it. Even more so was the idea that someone would be raised without knowing their cultural background. That is, until I met my husband.
And he was the one to ignite my passion for genealogy because I want our children to have a strong sense of cultural self, just as I did. I want my research to allow them the tradition and story that I’ve grown up with and I want them to know who they are and where their families have come from.
I hope, as I build our family tree, that is not just filled with names and dates of unknown people. I want to paint a clearer picture of life for those people: through song, food, art, books, history – anything I can get my hands on.
I hope you’ll join us as we explore the art and craft of the family tree.