The beginning…
My Dad’s brother was always interested in family history, but my Mum insisted it was boring!
When I visited Uncle Jack in England in 1981, I was given a copy of the family tree he was working on - but I’m afraid I wasn’t all that interested at the time. The busy lifestyle of being a young adult meant that my copy of his work was lost.
About 10 years later, along came the invitation to a weekend course on genealogy, run by the Society of Australian Genealogists - so along I went, just to see what Uncle Jack found so intriguing, and I guess, with a little curiousity about why my Mother thought family history was so boring!
We were given a good start on how to trace your family in N.S.W. (Australia) - and then permitted to use the Society’s resources to try out the techniques we’d just learned. I started the afternoon with only the names of my maternal grandparents, and 3-4 hours later, had found what I thought was a link back to Australia’s convict past. I remember there were tears in my eyes, seeing what I thought was my ancestor’s name on a list of ship’s passengers from 200 years ago!
But I’d just learned that you had to be thoughout, it was easy to make mistakes - so I ordered the certificates, and waited for everything to arrive. And the certificates confirmed it. My maternal ancestors were convicts. This may seem appalling to some readers, but in Australia now it is considered quite a priviledge, almost, to be able to trace your family back to the First Fleet. These people came from hardship, and endured even more, almost unimaginable, hardship to build a nation that we are very proud of today. So now I knew what my mother was hiding - but I wasn’t ashamed or embarrassed, I was intrigued. And thankfully it went all the way back to the First Fleet. My great-great-great-great grandfather, David Kilpack, was among the first group of Europeans to set foot on Australia’s shores.
This was in the days before the internet, so research involved spending time in the library. Luckily I worked near the State Library of N.S.W., so I spent many lunchtimes there trying to fill out some details, but eventually hit enough brick walls to lose interest.
Then along came a marriage and a child - so genealogy took a back seat for a while. Until one day I heard on the radio about an information afternoon on how to trace family history on (this new-fangled thing!) the internet. Out of curiousity about what the internet was, along I went. And as anyone else who is researching their family roots online knows - suddenly there was a world of information at my fingertips - limited only by my reseach skills and the speed of my internet connection.
I’ve now got a fair of idea of who my ancestors were, where they lived when, and about their family groups, etc. Now I want to know how they lived, and where all their descendants live now. So I’m hoping that some of you might come across this one day, and leave a message to expand the story of the Reynolds family of Sydney, Australia, and the Carter family of Lubenham (near Market Harborough) in the United Kingdom.
To be continued…..
January 30th, 2008 at 6:44 pm
great site i may have a connection,did david & elenor have a grand daughter, “mary reynolds”,if so did she mary john cochrane 1845?
thank you max johnson