A bio of My Thoughts

Just today, I once again gave thought to the exercise I have been involved with for a couple of years, the posting of a thought for the day (TFTD) on my blog Thought For The Day by Deason Hunt.

It was after seeing a tweet from a genealogist I follow on Twitter which said “You know what Facebook needs? More people posting inspirational quotes.” He’s certainly entitled to his opinion, but upon seeing his remark, I recalled what I discovered about my tftds.

They are a bio of sorts revealing not my birth, marriage, employments, etc. facts, but an insight into what I think about life and all sorts of events and situations. Separately they look like one-shot comments, but collectively, they can communicate that thing we wish so often we could know about our long-dead ancestors: how they felt and thought.

I certainly would give a lot to know that about Thomas Hunt who was born in North Carolina the same year the U. S. Constitution was adopted, who moved over the mountains to Tennessee with his large family about 1820. He lived there until the early 1850′s when he moved to his last home in East Texas. I don’t know his feelings, of course,  or those of almost all of my ancestors. How I wish they had left me some indication.

You can gather all my tftds and find about my attitude toward life in general, human relations, patriotism, tolerance, racism, etc. They are a part of the life story of Deason Hunt. So I think I’ll keep on blogging a thought for the day and posting it also on Facebook.  You never know who might be listening … or when.

Halloween, Ancestors, and Genealogy

On my soap box: I was kind of put off today by a story in the Dallas Morning News that they are preparing for the 50th anniversary of the assassination of President Kennedy. Somehow commemorating his assassination is unseemly to me. His birth, okay. His WWII exploit, okay. His election, okay. His role in civil rights, okay. His murder, nope.
That coincides with my idea that we need to stop commemorating the death of people we love, honor, or miss and commemorate something else in their lives: birth, some achievement, some remarkable good life event.
The link is Halloween. I have gone from seeing Halloween as a child as a dress-up, make believe, candy getting time to a time to remember those ancestors and friends who past on before that particular Halloween date.
I remember in my family my sister, LaNell, my Dad, Deason Sr., and my mother, Ozie Mae or Koko to her grandkids, who lived until age 96 and died last November. And, should I add the two grandparents I knew, the two who died before I was born, and generations of their ancestors known to me by names, places, and a few life events.
It seems that we in genealogy are missing something on this the scariest night of the year which I think we could make into one of the most poignant nights of the year.

You’ll find this on my genealogy society blog, my Google+ stream, Facebook wall, and a Twitter post. I thought it might just be the right thing for my first post of substance on my newly pointed “talking roots” blog. — dh

My Hunt, Moody, etc. Ancestral Postings Have Moved

If you arrived here looking for Deason’s Hunt, Moody, and allied families and personal family postings, they have been moved to All My Roots. Clicking the link will take you there.

I am recreating this blog as my views and contributions to the larger general world of genealogy. Stay tuned and keep checking back to both places.