The trouble with searching for family history etc. is when you hit a brick wall and find you cannot navigate a way forward.
It's so frustrating. Equally irritating is the lack of family evidence held by your own relatives, and/or the reluctance of more elderly family members to divulge what they might know of family history ie their siblings,
their parents family and extended family details.
I could really be totally reduced to tears by my lack of earlier questioning of my family, many of whom are now sadly beyond my scope to question them!
My father and parental grandfather were of the opinion that the past was just exactly that, a distant land closed t9o any further observations or questioning. They just didn't want to talk about their past at all, and in all honesty, I can understand their reluctance to talk as they were of the generations involved with the Great War and WW2, and they must have seen and been involved in ghastly and awful happenings throughout both conflicts.
I really do understand the horror they must have wanted to forget, block out of memory and never return to it again, but, and it really is a very big but, I now find myself desperate to know what they went through, saw and experienced.
I genuinely believe to know, is to honour the lives of family loved ones gone before, in the great scheme of things. One can find some detail and match it up with reports, newspaper articles and books written by those who could write of their experiences.
So I guess the way around a brick wall is to look for other and differently sourced material and to try to discover a way of forging a link between what you know and what you are able to discover through alternative research?
Ah well, back to the drawing board!
Toodle loo
Daisy
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