tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post3283776516066125722..comments2023-10-06T06:16:18.099-04:00Comments on The Sought-After: Whose Heritage do We claim?Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03887189203551681403noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post-71141636595643551542009-04-05T22:13:00.000-04:002009-04-05T22:13:00.000-04:00Alena, That is one creeeeepy picture of the DAR ga...Alena, <BR/>That is one creeeeepy picture of the DAR gals. I think it's especially telling that the focal point of the photo is of one woman's back, as if she has turned her back on the viewer, and is closing rank with her group, excluding those of us who don't belong...Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03887189203551681403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post-72655504945060691632009-04-05T16:09:00.000-04:002009-04-05T16:09:00.000-04:00also, i assume you've seen this? :)http://www....also, i assume you've seen this? :)<BR/><BR/>http://www.fraenkelgallery.com/index.php#mi=2&pt=1&pi=10000&s=30&a=3&p=0&at=1villalenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11670006987753464661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post-2907850491881780772009-04-05T16:03:00.000-04:002009-04-05T16:03:00.000-04:00when the internet was newer and these things were ...when the internet was newer and these things were a novelty, jim was peeping around and ended up at a genealogy site. he tracked his family line back to charlemagne. then it turned out that after going back a certain number of generations to europe, everyone is related to everyone.villalenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11670006987753464661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post-3277686738776154442009-04-03T13:03:00.000-04:002009-04-03T13:03:00.000-04:00you said it, Brian.you said it, Brian.Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03887189203551681403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post-81584769445458321912009-04-03T01:23:00.000-04:002009-04-03T01:23:00.000-04:00Wow, I never knew that about DAR not accepting ado...Wow, I never knew that about DAR not accepting adoptees. They're Daughters of the American Revolution still living in that time period.Brianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09301230860904555513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post-28449355863243515732009-03-25T10:33:00.000-04:002009-03-25T10:33:00.000-04:00Thanks for commenting, JBH and GCE.Thanks for commenting, JBH and GCE.Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03887189203551681403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post-91041083476692371312009-03-18T10:11:00.000-04:002009-03-18T10:11:00.000-04:00I meant to say "a black child was raised in the se...I meant to say "a black child was raised in the segregated South by a white family."The Grauke-Collins Experiencehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03424637485005641829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post-46264097863648343612009-03-18T10:10:00.000-04:002009-03-18T10:10:00.000-04:00I've always wondered how my great aunt felt about ...I've always wondered how my great aunt felt about this issue. She was adopted by my great grandparents in the early 1910s when she was a toddler. She and her birth parents were traveling through town when there was an accident and her parents were both killed. No one knew who they were or had any way of finding out back then, so she was adopted by a local family (my great grandparents who desperately wanted a daughter after having several sons). This was a fairly isolated area of Texas and taking in an orphaned child was not unheard of.<BR/><BR/>To make this even more interesting, my aunt June was black. I was always fascinated that a black child was raised in the segregated South. I pestered my mother and grandmother about it over the years. (Did she feel different? Did she wonder about her birth family? Was she discriminated against? etc.). However, June was light skinned and my great grandfather was Indian and quite dark, so June "passed." Sadly, I never asked her about it because it would have been considered rude and disrespectful.<BR/><BR/>As a side note, soon after adopting June, my great grandmother had three girls, bringing the total to nine children.The Grauke-Collins Experiencehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03424637485005641829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133819134801574505.post-65809319850620400042009-03-17T17:41:00.000-04:002009-03-17T17:41:00.000-04:00Great post! I am working through this one myself. ...Great post! I am working through this one myself. I am learning to take pride in both, but it's not easy. <BR/><BR/>I grew up with Norwegian cultural practices in my adopted home. Then when I was old enough to "check the box" of race/ethnicity, I cozied up to my genetic/blood lines of Japanese heritage. But I had to ask my (adopted) father "which box do I check?". I went on to study Japanese and East Asian history, and even lived in Japan for many years.<BR/><BR/>Now that I am older, and have returned to the USA, I am embracing the "white" part of my Asian-mixed blood line - German and Irish. Even today, as I saw students present historical reasons for their Irish pride on St. Patty's Day, I tried to connect in some way to this history (because it is in my bloodline!).<BR/><BR/>The way I see it - I can stake a claim to so many different heritages. I see that as a wonderful privilege. And, at times, it can be a challenge or a burden. But I take it one step at a time.JennyBHammondhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07145326313538685909noreply@blogger.com