Grandmother Hansen |
When I was 13 years old, I went to Monroe, Utah to spend a
couple of weeks in the summer with my paternal grandmother Hansen. As far as I
know, I was the only one of her grandchildren to be chosen for such a visit,
but I’ve always been so grateful for the opportunity that I had.
I remember getting up early in the morning to pick
raspberries from her abundant raspberry patch; we worked in her flower garden with peonies and
roses; we walked downtown; she taught me to sew and made me a chartreus green
blouse with a Vogue pattern; but most importantly she taught me to love
genealogy.
I can remember making me own large genealogy chart and grandmother
telling me about each generation and the people. I imagined that the British
ancestors were pirates; that the Danish ancestors were Vikings, or maybe they
lived in the two castles that our family lived near—Elsinor Castle (Hamlet’s
Castle), and Fredericksburg Castle. Years later when my older brother went to
Denmark on his mission, he wrote back if our ancestors were ever at the
castles, they were the servants—we had no connection to royalty. And, we had no
connection to English pirates—our ancestors were hard-working Manchester
weavers, dyers, and other peons of the textile manufacturers.
My Grandmother Hansen began my love affair with genealogy. I have
always loved history and have been fascinated with the people behind the
stories. With genealogy, I get to discover the people behind the names and
facts. Each detail that I located in the dry documents fleshed out the stories
of these people that I grew to love. When I viewed the marriage ban of Joseph
Heaton and Maria Consterdine in Oldham, Lancashire, England in 1838, it shows
that neither of them could sign their own name—but had an “X” and the comment,
“his/her mark.” Yet, records of my Danish ancestor, Hans Peter Hansen Miller, a
contemporary of Heaton, read Danish fluently as well as English and was the
translator for their ship coming to America. I was confused by this, until
while researching Bornholm, Denmark, the small island Miller came from, it said
that Bornholm had the best educational system in all of Denmark, and put a
great emphasis on educating every student—from 1400 onward. It is from my
Miller ancestor that I read about the history of Danish/Swedish wars in a way
that I’ll never forget.
My English ancestors all lived in a small area of townships
in a six mile radius— Ashton-Under Lyne, Blackley, Chadderton, Newton Heath,
Oldham, and the chapels they were baptized, married, and buried in were ), St.
Michael’s (Ashton-Under Lyne), St. Peter’s (Blackley), St. Matthew’s (Chadderton), All Saints (Newton
Heath), St. Mary’s (Oldham). If they
weren’t found in those towns (usually one family would stay in that one
township) I could be pretty sure they were not my family.
The small townships near Manchester where my ancestors lived |
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Bornholm, the tiny island where two separate families of my ancestral
lines are from is a unique place. Although it is Danish, it is East of Sweden.
It is now a summer resort. During the cold war, when Denmark was a NATO
country, no NATO forces could be on Bornholm, because it was too close to
Eastern Europe and Poland. Certain rights are given to Bornholm citizens that
are not given to other Danish citizens. During the 1700, 1800, 1900s, all
Danish males had to be on a draft list, and tracked wherever they lived so they
could be conscripted into the army if necessary. This is a treasure for
genealogists because they can locate males because of these army rolls, even if
the men were not called up for war. However, Bornholm men were exempt from this
rule. So if you are researching in Bornholm, you have a handicap. Because it is
in the middle of the Baltic and has more visitors from other parts of Europe,
it is more cosmopolitan than other parts of Denmark.
Bornholm Island |
Facebook Family History Groups |
One fun way to share pictures and histories is through
FACEBOOK groups. You can make a Family
History group (see left side of FACEBOOK), share it with cousins, etc., then
post pictures, histories, and encourage them to do the same and you can get
lots more stories and pictures from everyone else.
Though my grandmother has been dead for 53 years, the love for
genealogy that she sparked in me has only grown through the years! I hope I can
share that love with my own children.
I like to make family histories of my ancestors |
I love to collect the family histories of my ancestors and
try to make them available to other members of my family also. Where I once loved
to imagine their lives, I now am obsessed with accuracy; I want to make sure
every fact of their histories is correct! I think I learned this from the seven
years I worked for the editorial offices of the Liahona magazine. Every fact was checked and rechecked. Even though
the family histories are not to be published, I want them to be just as
accurate.
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