Thus far, in searching out information to learn more about “From Whence I Came,” I have relied on records from the United States Federal Census, Illinois Death Records, U.S. Social Security Death Index, and U.S. World War I Draft Registration forms.
I am not sure what, if anything, I will find out about my ancestors who were born into, married and/or died during slavery. Since enslaved African-American men, women, and children were not recorded in Census Reports until 1870. My enslaved family, though identified in Census Reports, were recorded under their slaveholders’ name. They were listed by their first name or nameless along with race, height, and weight.
At this stage in my research, I have not been able to find out when my great-great-grandparents, Gilbert and Mary Shegog, married. However, I feel confident they were married for more than forty years given the:
It appears that Mary passed away sometime after the 1930 Census Report as the:
Since I found the record of Gilbert’s death in the Illinois, Deaths and Stillbirths, Index, I assume he was either visiting or living with his children who migrated from Mississippi to Chicago, Illinois, in the late 1930s or early 1940s. Gilbert was laid to rest in his hometown, Clarksdale, Coahoma County, Mississippi on November 30, 1947.
Gilbert and Mary’s children were the great-grand aunts and uncles who loved and embraced me from my childhood until their death. A strong family commitment brought them together to fill the void left by my grandmother and great-grandmother who died before I was born.
There is no doubt “From Whence I Came —
“I am the descendent of a slave family. We were captured and lost our identity. Yet, we have survived and thrived despite the obstacles placed in our paths.”
In coming weeks, I hope to uncover information and write about my great, great-grandmother, Mary, as well as the 13 children born into this union.
As I continue to uncover New Information about my maternal family history, New Questions arise.
A recent Ancestry.com query by my paternal niece revealed this unknown information about my maternal great-grandmother, Minerva. She was born about 1888, in Mississippi, and was one of 13 children, seven brothers and six sisters. Her father, Gilbert, was 22 and her mother, Mary, was 13.
Minerva had one child, a daughter named Minnie, born in 1905.
Answers to these questions will provide New Information, leading to New Questions and my maternal family search to “know from whence we came” will continue.
Shared Decision Concept in Your Healthcare
Lessons on Lessons
Sometimes There Are Rainbows After Rain
Aromatherapy and life
Natalie. Writer. Photographer. Etc.
Life Lessons on the Importance of Slow
Living the Path of Life
What I See
A place of Love and Security
Working towards global equity and equality
Reflections of an inquiring retiree ...
Chicago's Very Own source for breaking news, weather, sports and entertainment.
BARE ALL: THE TRUTH IS BETTER NAKED.
A Typical Blog. A Typical Woman. A Typical Take On Life. With An Atypical Twist!
creating a life that fits like skin
There are 11,507 stories in Haddonfield; this is one of them.
You are a miracle - Let it happen
Kyrosmagica Publishing - The Magical Home of Books, Writing, Photography and Inspiration
Let me tell you Justine's story
a place to chat
An insight to a heart mind and soul.
Self Love Enthusiast. Dating Inquisitive. Lover of All Things Positive.
journal prompts, memoir, art, poetry for the verbose and the introverted
This WordPress.com site is great for bloggers and readers.
"Everyone needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to the soul" -John Muir
My favorite hobby is capturing the beauty around me.
Living Life. Paying Attention.
A Safe Haven for Silent Voices
By Lucile de Godoy
Small Scale Fabricated Photography, Toy Photography History, Art Creation Musings
"Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better" ~Albert Einstein
Quips & Commentaries in Prose and Poetry
Home of Lukas Kondraciuk Photography
Trying to live a creative life
A place for words to chill...
Everything Southern California... and sometimes beyond
Reports from my somewhat unusual life
I am a lover of perseverance. I am folklore. I am consistency and contradiction.
Using current technology to create 19th Century crafts
Threads of My Life
A journey into creativity