Photo – Jerome Campion

Jerome Campion (1923-2005) is the man I consider my grandfather (my own passed away years before I was born.) “Romie” was my husband’s maternal grandfather and welcomed me into the family fold. He had a 5th grade education, and knew how to fix everything. He wore a green shirt, matching green pants, and a matching green hat every day. Even in Summer. He loved cheap beer and blue crabs. He ate a huge portion of pancakes and fried eggs almost every day. Often I couldn’t understand him because age had stolen his speech. He adored his wife. He would do anything for a friend or neighbor in need of a hand. He passed away while I was pregnant with my daughter. She’s named after him and inherited his stubborn and feisty spirit.

Though he never mentioned “feelings,” I knew he liked me. One visit with him, he gave me a pile of garden catalogues that he’d saved for me. He knew that I have a green thumb. Then, there was the shore. The Campions vacationed on the Eastern Shore of Maryland and one Summer I visited with my toddler-aged son. When I arrived after lunch, Romie was waiting for me. He waited impatiently for me to unload the car, then we headed out to the #9 bouy on Harris Creek in his canoe that he fit up with a questionable outboard motor. More than once, I thought I might have to swim home. Either the engine wouldn’t start or the boat was leaking. We hoped for rockfish, but only got croaker. I made him promise never to tell anyone that I caught a toadfish that day. He took the nasty thing off the hook for me and never told. When the entire family visited the Shore, long games of canasta were always on the agenda. He always sat next to me and saved all of his black 3s. He kept them separate from his hand, face down on the table. He’d tap on the top card and say my name. He taunted me with them. I loved spending time with him doing what we both enjoyed. He kept my secrets and teased me endlessly. I miss him.

There are stories about Romie’s WW2 service from before I entered the family. Like the night terrors that left him attacking his beloved wife in a dream-like trance. We would probably characterize it as PTSD, and he handled it alone over time. He had Japanese artifacts from his 3 years of service. But, he never talked about details really. He hated the Army or maybe what he had to do in it. When the U.S. entered the Korean War, Romie was very anxious about being called up again.1)Personal interview, Campion, Doris (Ring), [address privately held], 28 Jan 2016; audio files, by interviewer, Jean Morrissey Sanner, [address privately held], 2017. Doris was Romie’s wife of 59 years.

Jerome Campion, WWII separation papers, page 2.

Recently two fantastic items came my way. This photo was taken when Romie was in PTO, probably in New Guinea. He looked so incredibly handsome, and debonair here; like the movie stars, Errol Flynn or William Holden.

Then there are his military “separation papers.” These are the discharge orders and service summaries of World War II veterans. Romie’s are a treasure. They reveal an incredible amount about his service; more than he ever would have volunteered. An infantryman who was good with a pistol. He never missed a roll call. He serviced heavy artillery and small arms weapons. He fought in the East Indies, New Guinea and the Philippines. A hero.

He embodied so much of what characterizes the Greatest Generation and he was my Grandpop, too.

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1. Personal interview, Campion, Doris (Ring), [address privately held], 28 Jan 2016; audio files, by interviewer, Jean Morrissey Sanner, [address privately held], 2017. Doris was Romie’s wife of 59 years.
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Planning Your Cemetery Visit

I took a road trip to Washington, D.C., a few weeks ago to visit some newly discovered family at Mount Olivet Cemetery. Visiting cemeteries is valuable time spent for the genealogist. Here are some suggestions to prepare for your next trip.

  • Before you travel, check the cemetery’s website for visiting hours and other restrictions.
  • Call the office and ask about their rules for photographs. Genealogists should respect their restrictions about posting information and photos online.
  • If you’re visiting multiple markers, ask the office for specific location information, including the section, lot, and plot information. Consider asking the office to see the account information.
  • Get a cemetery map and mark grave locations for future reference.
  • If you’re visiting a small family cemetery or rural one where there is no office, be very specific about the markers’ locations and its condition. Transcribe the marker carefully. In particular, get permission from the landowner to visit as you may be trespassing. [These markers are harder for most people to visit, are often swallowed up by brush, and landowners may be hesitant to allow others to visit in the future. If you get the chance to visit, be generous with your information, please.]
  • If there is a family plot, diagram it on paper. Include all markers, as well as landmarks like trees or shrubs or other larger markers to make it easier to find later.
  • Record on paper what’s written on the marker. Sometimes elaborate fonts/scripts can only be clearly read in person. Sometimes touch is the only way to read it accurately. For example, in photos, my 2x great grandfather’s middle initial appears to be “C.” In person, it’s clearly a “G.” Remember that polished stone reflects light and glare, which effect photo clarity. Your camera will never see the detailed relief that your eye can.
  • Photograph: all sides of the marker, the marker’s writing close-up, the marker in relation to other markers/trees/shrubs, the cemetery map and the cemetery signage. Record which digital photo # ID matches your notes.
  • Take some gardening equipment:

Kneeler-pad to protect your knees and pants.

Sturdy, water resistant shoes (You don’t want to have to dig your fancy kicks out of a mudhole!)

Sunhat and sunglasses (wear your SPF!)

Flowers or other special honorifics (check with the cemetery beforehand.)

Garden trowel to clear away grass/weeds that have encroached the markers.

Sturdy, thin pole to poke through grass to locate smaller markers that have been covered. Sometimes the marker is there, but hidden. You may have to work a little to see it.

Heavy hand shears for cutting away grass and debris around the edges of markers.

Gardening gloves.

Wet wipes for hands.

  • Take some office equipment:

Clipboard with paper, pens and pencils. Please, don’t lean on the markers to bare down to write.

Digital voice recorder for notes.

Digital camera.

Smart phone to record GPS locations of the cemetery and markers.

I’ve learned that it’s a good idea to scout out a local coffee shop or restaurant with Wi-fi for customers. After my visit, I head there to grab a refreshing beverage. I check my photos against a check list and for clarity. I make sure that I’ve recorded all of the information I came for. It’s frustrating to take the time, make the trip and forget something.

When you return home, download photos to your computer, rename the files according to your naming convention, transfer them to the appropriate folders, print out copies, and upload images to websites like FindAGrave or Billiongraves. On those sites, consider how others may contact you for permission to reuse your images and record that information in your user profile.

If you print copies of the photos or post them online: record (on the front of the image, preferably) the transcription, the photographer’s name, date of photo, cemetery name, location of the cemetery (There are two Mount Olivet Cemeteries in the DC/Baltimore area!) and the marker (using street directions or latitude and longitude, as needed.) Also, consider recording the condition of the stone (which might affect legibility) and the type of material used.

Type up your visit notes and include the appropriate citations.

I’ve yet to visit a cemetery and not come back with more that I expected. It’s always a worthwhile trip.

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Finding “Bad” News

This is a map of the locations of newspapers that reported the criminal assault (a sanitized version of attempted rape) of my grandmother.1)I only used for this search and used the filters “Stumpf” and date range of 9 Jan 1909-28 Feb 1909. There were 77 locations.

Each map pin represents a town where a newspaper reported her assault with her name, and often her father’s name. Sometimes newspapers reported graphic details; for example, her attacker almost bit through her lip. Some newspapers focused on Judge Witt’s quick action to avoid a lynching. Others focused on the heinous nature of the attack. Still other focused on my grandmother’s incredible fight for her virtue (she was headed to confession before Mass) and her life.

The kicker: No one alive in my family knew this. What do genealogists do when a “secret” gets uncovered? Some thoughts:

1. Check your feelings. Then don’t.

This is my grandmother. Even though I never knew her (she died 3 months before I was born), I was given her first name for my middle. Time gives emotional distance, of course. But, putting myself in her shoes… I simply can’t. It’s clear from reports that she was very badly beaten. Facts from court records, state that she testified against her attacker 4 days later and again 2 days after that. Can you imagine?

But, try very, very hard not to let your personal feelings cloud your research.

2. Only the facts, ma’am.

Keep to what records tell you. Don’t speculate. But be curious. What else is out that that might shed more light on the story?

3. Own your ancestors, but not their actions.

Slave owner? Criminal? Tory Loyalist? Dishonorable discharge? These stories do not reflect on you AT ALL. Keep your good emotional boundaries.

4. Research every detail of the story.

In my grandmother’s case, I have a list every person from the arresting officers, to jury members, to the accused’s sisters are being researched. I have a city map that I’ve marked with locations. I have a timeline of the crime. I’ve created family trees for the major players in the story – the judge, the defense attorney, the jurors and the accused. I’ve begun researching Jim Crow laws (her attacker was black.) Find the larger context and expand the story. My grandmother’s attacker has a story, too. One worth telling.

What do you do when you find “bad” news?


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1. I only used for this search and used the filters “Stumpf” and date range of 9 Jan 1909-28 Feb 1909. There were 77 locations.
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Your Story is Worth Recording

Under my photo on this website, I wrote, “We all love a great story.” Then, “We all have a story to tell.” Most of us don’t consider our stories worth telling. We may not characterize our stories as dramatic, historically significant, uplifting, or tragic, so not worth telling. Rather we would tend to use less exhalted words like boring, mundane, unexceptional, or normal, so not worth knowing.

Is there something lovely about the boy who marries the girl next door, has a bunch of kids, works hard, and dies having lived a so-called “boring” life? There’s nothing “boring” about happiness, faithfulness, diligence, and love. It’s not even less dramatic.

A recent blog post over at, called “Define Your Dash” is a great guide to starting to record your personal history. They’ve created writing prompts for each week of the year. It’s a great start and an excellent way to begin.


Continue Reading – Fun Tools for Storytelling

I’m a faithful user, but no one should ignore the unique records and fantastic features at I was playing around the other day and discovered some nice apps I will be using in the future to tell my family stories. The features require you to create a family tree on the site which may take a little time. Bonus: all are free!

The biggest win for each of these is the visual representations of your family stories. Maybe you’ve noticed that not every relative shares your passion for genealogy. [Insert heavy sarcasm.] Most are interested a little though and will appreciate a visual that consolidates large amounts of data.

I’m going to highlight a few here, but you can many more on the App Gallery.

First is Rootsmapper. It’s goal is to allow users “to easily visualize the migration patterns of your ancestors.” Rootsmapper provides a world map and access to your pedigree chart to create a graphic of an ancestors immigration from one place (country or state) or another using map pins and arrows. Their YouTube video is here.

Next is StoryPress. It’s goal is to help you create a video of your own family stories using multiple media inputs including photos, videos, audio narration and graphics. You’re going to have to put your own time and creativity into this one, though. Here’s their YouTube video. Again, this a great resource for sharing our family stories in audio/visual format.

Last is not on the App Gallery, and called Keepsakes. It utilizes your pedigree chart to create printable, artsy and fun representations of  your family tree. I’ve printed out a few to use as cover sheets in my family notebooks, but they’d be a cute gift if framed, as well.

Check out these and the other App Gallery utilities!

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Favorite Site – “Unknown No Longer”

For African Americans, tracing their family stories has always been more challenging and almost impossible beyond a certain date. Because slaves were property, not people, they were not enumerated on census records before 1870. It’s THE brickwall for family historians with slave ancestors.

The Virginia Historical Society’s “Unknown No Longer” project and website is offering groundbreaking source material for researchers. Led by Curator of African American History, Lauranett Lee, the project data mines the VHS’ own records (8 million with origins in the 17th century) for every instance of slave ownership. It’s goal is “to uncover the names of every enslaved person found in these sources.” The documents are digitized, the names processed and the images are uploaded to the website. The website is free and updated almost weekly.

Researching White American ancestors means utilizing census records, land deeds, wills, vital records, military records, tombstone and other cemetery records, but for those researching African American before 1870 other documents are required. Bills of sale, account books, deeds of manumission/emancipation, travel passes, receipts, and broadsides are the foundations for slave research and the Unknown No Longer database.

Unknown No Longer is paving the way for new methods and sources in family history research!


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Photo 3 – WWII: Dad and Tommy Meade

This past December 7th, we remembered the 75th anniversary of the Japanese attack on the U.S. Naval base at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. In honor of those that lost their lives, let’s talk about military service during World War II.

My dad, Ambrose Augustin Morrissey Jr, served during World War II in the U.S. Navy and was assigned to the Sea Bees. We have records of him on Guam, but knowing the roll of the Sea Bees, Bud probably island hopped quite a bit.1)Report of Changes, U.S.S. General George O Squire, 27 Dec 1943, San Francisco to Guam, pg 93 [stamped], line 15, Ambrose A Morrissey Jr; Fold3, ( : accessed 22 Dc 2016) U.S. World War II Navy Muster Rolls, 1938-1949, 1943, NARA microfilm publication, roll 32859-243489. Sea Bees are the Navy’s engineers and one of their primary duties was to created infrastructures on the thousands of small islands across the Pacific Ocean from the west coast of the U.S. to Japan. Think airstrips, piers, warehouses, hospitals and barracks.

That my dad was qualified for service to begin with is a little hard to believe. Dad was a little bit of a genius when it came to electronics, in particular radios. You can understand that value. But, dad was also pretty deaf. Hearing aids allowed him to communicate normally. Often at home though, the aids weren’t worn. Family learned to flicker the lights to get his attention. The television volume was so loud, neighbors across the street knew what we were watching. Whole conversations at the dinner table were spoke at normal volume without his knowledge. How he managed in the military, I don’t know.

One of my favorite photos of dad is one from his military service time. The story goes that dad was sitting by a pond or lake on an island in the Pacific somewhere enjoying a short break at the end of a long day. All of the sudden he’s tackled from behind. Both dad and his attacker land in the water. Dad stands to address the gentleman and discovers that it’s his best friend from back home, Tommy Meade. Tommy lived with his parents on North Shepherd in Richmond, a block or so away from the Morrissey family home at 3025 Kensington.2)Hill’s Richmond Virginia City Directory, 1935, vol 71, p 685, Thomas J Meade, 519 N. Sheppard; ( : accessed 22 Dec 2016), U.S. City Directories, 1882-1995, Richmond, Virginia, 1935.

In the photo there are clearly tropical trees in the background. Dad is a full head taller than Tommy. Both are a little worse for wear in attire. Tommy seems tan and cheerful at having a run-in with his best bud. I can only imagine what it must have been like to see by chance an old friend from home. Dad was never in danger due to the background role he played. I can’t say the same for Tommy who enlisted in the Marines in 1943.3)Beneficiary Identification Records Location Subsystem (BIRLS) Death File, U.S. Department of Veteran’s Affairs, Washington, D.C., Thomas Meade, (18 Jan 1923-10 Jul 1972); ( : accessed 22 Dec 2016), U.S. Department of Veteran’s Affairs BIRLS Death File, 1850-2010, Thomas Meade.

We’ve lost so many of our World War II veteran’s already. This greatest generation will be gone entirely in the coming years. There is a lot of historical information out there about World War II in general, but a horrible fire destroyed most of the its personnel records. Please, if you have a World War II veteran in your family who is still with us, gather their memorabilia, their stories, old uniforms and souveniers. Get it all and record it, please. These invaluable individual memories are in danger of permanent loss without our individual efforts to record them.



References   [ + ]

1. Report of Changes, U.S.S. General George O Squire, 27 Dec 1943, San Francisco to Guam, pg 93 [stamped], line 15, Ambrose A Morrissey Jr; Fold3, ( : accessed 22 Dc 2016) U.S. World War II Navy Muster Rolls, 1938-1949, 1943, NARA microfilm publication, roll 32859-243489.
2. Hill’s Richmond Virginia City Directory, 1935, vol 71, p 685, Thomas J Meade, 519 N. Sheppard; ( : accessed 22 Dec 2016), U.S. City Directories, 1882-1995, Richmond, Virginia, 1935.
3. Beneficiary Identification Records Location Subsystem (BIRLS) Death File, U.S. Department of Veteran’s Affairs, Washington, D.C., Thomas Meade, (18 Jan 1923-10 Jul 1972); ( : accessed 22 Dec 2016), U.S. Department of Veteran’s Affairs BIRLS Death File, 1850-2010, Thomas Meade.
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Lessons Learned 3 – Asking Questions

We were young and so that must be our excuse. 

How many of us can truly say that we know our parents well? That we know enough details about our grandparents to recount to someone else what their lives were like?

I’m not talking about our parents as our parents, but our parents as teenagers. Our grandmother as a young woman in love. Our grandfather struggling to find a career that would pay the bill for his young family.

What were their lives like before you?

I never knew 3 of my grandparents. They passed before I was born. My remaining grandmother, Violet Belina Hogan, lived in Minnesota – a 2 day drive away. I saw her very rarely. She passed when I was a freshman in college and my memories of her weren’t mature enough to understand what I thought was her bristly personality and odd behavioral quirks. I never really knew her.

I never knew that I missed having grandparents until I met my husband’s. They’ve become my own. They have given me their love and I have soaked it up wholly.

Why should you care?

Like many, our childhoods (or even adulthoods) don’t make asking about our parents and grandparents easy. For some it may be downright traumatizing. You’re an adult and can work this struggle out for yourselves.

But, I would encourage you, in this holiday season, to ask questions. Sit down with the oldest person in your family, a cup of coffee and a list of questions. Spend time getting to know better the people you’re supposed to know best, your family.

I’ve made a quick list of 20 Questions to help start the conversation. Hopefully, many of these will get grandpa rolling. Listen carefully. Better yet, record the conversation. That voice, those mannerisms, the way he holds his head … it will be lost, sooner than you’d like. Your attentiveness and kindness will bring rewards.

  1. How would you describe your parents?
  2. Did you know your grandparents?
  3. What do you know about your great grandparents?
  4. If you had siblings, with whom did you get along best?
  5. Who were your best friends?
  6. Did your family have enough?
  7. What subject did you like most in school?
  8. What did you want to be when you grew up?
  9. Where did you go to high school?
  10. What activities did you participate in?
  11. Who was your first date?
  12. What was your first job?
  13. How much did you get paid?
  14. How did you meet your spouse?
  15. What was the marriage proposal or wedding like?
  16. Did you go to college or serve in the military?
  17. What national or international events do you have vivid memories of?
  18. How would you describe your life in one or two sentences?
  19. What do you want your grandchildren to know about you or the world?
  20. Is there anything you’d do differently?


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