In 2011, my father had a heart attack.
After he was safe, but while he was still lying in a hospital bed, he told us stories about his childhood. My father just kept talking despite the doctors and nurses streaming into his room.
Listening to his stories made me realize what little we knew about his family. I wanted to learn more about where his people came from and re-discover my mom’s well documented heritage.
This blog is a record of my discoveries about my family and myself.