As I sit down to write this post I wonder, should I write my life story? Should I tell the funniest/weirdest/longest genealogy story? The answer that comes to mind is that I should explain a little about how I got here and a little about where I plan to go with this blog.
My genealogical odyssey began in the 1980s – somewhere around the middle of that decade I had a homework assignment to complete my family tree. As luck would have it we were going to visit both maternal and paternal grandparents and I could ask them to help me fill in the blanks. My mom and I sat down with both grandmothers and I still have the notes we both took on that Sunday afternoon. It is my first memory of talking about the generations of parents, grandparents, cousins, aunt and uncles, none of whom had I met.
I would say now that I have met many of them over the last 30 years and their stories are alive in my soul. Within a few years of my first family tree outing, I joined the high school debate team and my love of research and adventure found its home in my core being. I could easily sit and read books, rummage through old documents, investigate newly digitized sources or listen to stories of yore without end. Hence, I am officially joining the millions of dedicated genealogists worldwide who consider family research as engaging as a sport.
I have been privileged to have traveled to dozens of countries for my career and pleasure. I have walked in towns and villages where my forebearers trod. I have stood on land they worked and tried to imagine how their lives unfolded. It has made me think differently about my own life, a process that I will detail in a future post. For now, I would like to introduce you to Roma, the first namesake of this blog.
Roma Clara Joesphine Rasa Siegel (1909-1988) was my maternal grandmother. She passed in 1988 when I was a senior in high school, yet she has remained a presence in my life as probably no one else has. I will steal an idea from writer Isak Dinesen who explained that when she wrote about one person more than any other it was perhaps not because he was the most important to her, but because he was clearer. I feel very close to Roma, especially as I have learned more of her early life through my research and talking with those who knew her best. She is a shining light in my life, because for whatever reason she is very clear to me. I feel I understand her and have many of her stories to tell. I look forward to sharing her story and many others with you in the future!