My sister’s and I inherited several boxes when my mother past away full of family goodies from the mid 1800 to 2001. But one funeral card we found in one of the boxes had an unfamiliar name. We searched looking for a connection, thinking and brain storming who could it be. Finally looking through the 1940 census, the man on the funeral card was my grandfather’s next door neighbor. He passed away one week after the 1940 census was taken. One mystery solved many, many more to conquer.
I remember my mother and friend gossiping about “the line” which referred to the supplemental questions that appeared twice on each 1940 census page. “Did you know that so-and-so was ‘on the line’ when the enumerator arrived?” To my surprise, it was my mother who was “on the line.” The info at the bottom of the page didn’t add much to what I knew, but if one of your family members is “on the line” be sure to check the bottom of the page.
I was able to work on the 1940 census with my Mom. She turns 80 this coming Jan. We not only found Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles and cousins. We found the doctor that delivered my and the doctor that delivered my father 81 years ago. My father was the first C-section done in Murphysboro, Ill. One doctor read the instructions from a book while the other preformed the operation.
Just going through the 1940 Census jogged my parents memories and the stories just kept coming. What a great way to spend some quality time with my parents.
I posted a military page in my Kelly Family Tree for a second cousin, twice removed—Sylvester Milas Bolick. He was not in my direct line but I was fascinated by him because he was killed in World War II, is buried in Belgium and had received a Purple Heart.
In February, I got an e-mail out of the blue from a man in Belgium who had found the public military page I had set up for Sylvester last year. As a teenager, this Belgian man adopted the grave of Sylvester Milas Bolick, a fallen soldier of WWII who was buried at the American Cemetery and Memorial of Henri-Chapelle, Belgium “to whom (among others) I owe the freedom and liberty I enjoy today.” This young man did some research through the NARA and other places trying to find information about that man whose grave he has tended twice a year since he was twelve-years old. (He will be 30 in June.) Prior to that, his godfather had tended the grave. So, out of curiosity, this Belgian man has after many years finally decided to try and find more information on Sylvester.
The story does not end here. I have found probably about six or seven cousins through my research in Ancestry, including one who was a niece to Sylvester Milas Bolick. I put her in contact with this Belgian man, and now this Belgian man has passed along all of the research he has found to Sylvester’s family and me and has even sent us color photographs of Sylvester’s headstone and all the NARA information he received (which the family did not have).
Sylvester’s name and photo and known history have now been added to the Adoptiegraven database which we were not even aware of.
Kelly Family Tree
I discovered one of my aunts, her husband and three children at the start of a census district I thought my grandparents would be in. (I haven’t been able to find them yet.) After searching through the E.D., I went back and started at the beginning again. When I did, I noticed that the listed enumerator was Clara B. McCord, my aunt and one of my mother’s older sisters. This was a lovely surprise, and on reflection, I remembered that Aunt Clara was the town clerk for many years, so I presume that she was a natural for the chore. From what I can see on the pages, she recorded the 680 inhabitants of her small rural town in southern Kansas, starting on April 2nd. They all lived on “unnamed streets of Elk City.” Though I haven’t seen it in years, her neat, vertical handwriting is familiar. I can remember seeing it on letters and cards from her to my family.
June Baker Higgins
Like many other family genealogists, I anxiously awaited the arrival of the 1940 US Federal Census. It was going to answer so much about not only my family, but my husband’s family as well.
The Guam census was one of the first to be downloaded and as soon as all districts were in, I began combing through every last page beginning with district one, page one. I already knew that the family name was rare, so any and all Chamorrans with the surname were my relatives.
There was one person in-particular that I was desperate to find. My grandfather. I never got to meet him, but I knew that one of my aunts was born in this year. It took me two hours, but I found him, my grandmother and my aunt’s half-sister in Agana. The census was taken just nine days before my aunt’s birth. He was a carpenter and they owned their home in the city. This was news to me and my aunt whom lives near me.
I learned a lot from the 1940 census. It’s amazing the stories that pop into your mind when you see something you hadn’t expected at all. Another example: I did not know that my grandfather had actually taken his step-father’s name and was using it at the time.
You see, 1940 was the last census to be taken before the Japanese invaded and took over Guam, killing and enslaving many on the island. The name my grandfather had used in 1940 was Japanese. According to historical records, whether he was born in Japan or not, he could have been considered a traitor. He could be imprisoned, swear allegiance to Japan and become a soldier, or face death by execution.
According to family stories, they ran and hid away in caves. It’s frightening to even think of how they escaped and what they had to do to survive. But survive they did. Now I must wait for the 1950 census.