Friday, November 25, 2011

Betsy Bird, NYC Librarian and Blogger

"When I was a kid looking at my family's roots I was overwhelmed by the blahness of it all. Mine is strictly Western Europe stock. A German, English, Irish, Scottish background. The spiciest country in there is Norway (telling you something right there) when my great-great-grandfather Edward Hanson immigrated in the 1860s. No fool he, the man made for nice warm Oklahoma where he started his bakery. It was only as I got older that I learned to appreciate, if not the countries my people hail from, then at least the people themselves. For example, I don't know how many of you have photos of your great-grandmother goofing off in front of the camera circa 1901 with their sister-in-law, but I sure as heck do. That’s Edward’s daughter Clara (though for historical reasons of weirdness she preferred the name “Eunice”). So it gives me great pride to know that not only am I descended from strong farm folk who made a new life in a new country, but that some of them were goofballs as well."

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