Sunday afternoon Genealogy Fun

Sunday Afternoon Genealogy Fun – Childhood Interest in Family and Genealogy

Each week on Randy Seaver’s Genea-musings blog he has a post for Saturday night Genealogy fun. Because of the time difference, I have called my series Sunday Afternoon Genealogy Fun. This week the mission was:

1) When you reflect back as a child, do you now see things that you did then, that show your interest in knowing extended family and/or your future interest in genealogy?

2)  Share your response in a comment on this blog post, in your own blog post (and provide a link in a comment on this post), or on Facebook or Google+.

My short answer is no, not really.  I was a shy and introverted child, so I wasn’t the type to go around asking questions.  On the other hand, I grew up a part of a large family, so family was always a part of my life.

First of all, I’m the youngest of 7 sisters, so mum and dad didn’t have a lot of money to spare to go visiting relatives.  But there were some relatives that we saw fairly often.

My dad had 3 brothers and a sister, and they were all married with children.  Although one brother lived in Tasmania for many years, so we didn’t get to see much of them, we generally saw the other 2 brothers and sister every year.  My paternal grandmother had grown up on the family farm at Woolamai, and, although my grandmother died before I was born (as did all my other grandparents), her brother and sister, who never married, continued to live on the farm at Woolamai until their deaths in the 1970s.  We would spend our summer (Christmas) holidays in the caravan park at Kilcunda, and we would visit my great aunt and uncle while we were on holidays.  My dad’s brothers and sister would also take their families there during the holidays as well, so we would get to see them too.

My mum had a brother and a sister.  Her brother suffered brain damage as a child, so he spent most of his life in institutions, and I only remember visiting him once.  My mum was quite close to her sister though, who never married.  My aunt Margaret lived at Frankston, so we often went to visit her there.  My mum’s aunt Annie Lade lived nearby on the family farm at Baxter, and later around the corner from Aunty Margaret in Frankston, so we would sometimes visit her while we were there.

So, I knew my aunts and uncles and cousins, but of the earlier generation, there were only 3 that I remember well.  I can’t remember how much I knew about the family before I started researching, but my dad’s father was one of 12 children, and 9 of them married and had children, and mum’s father was one of 10 children, so mum and dad had a lot of cousins.  (Perhaps there were so many of them that mum and dad had difficulty keeping track of them all themselves).

Even though I don’t seem to have displayed much interest in family history as a child, history was one of my best subjects at school.  Also, I was reasonably young when I did start researching, as I was only 27.