For over 400 years, more than 15 million men, women and children were the victims of the tragic transatlantic slave trade, one of the darkest chapters in human history. Remembering my ancestors and all the others who survived enslavement and carved a path into freedom and created a legacy for our country. You are remembered.
Happy Birthday Granny!
On this day, April 27, 1923 Anna Mae was born to Anna Neal and Frank. She was a lifelong resident of the Eastside of Indianapolis, Indiana. The eldest of three children born to her parents. Her formal education came from Indianapolis Public Schools. Mrs Anna Mae Bell Cox cutting her birthday day cake. She would... Continue Reading →
Black History Starts with Your FAMILY
Every Day is Black History - How much do you know about your family? Maternal (mother) & Paternal (Father). Do you know which side is which? Do you know the name of all 4 of your grandparents? Big Mama & PaPaw are nice. Learn their government names. Ask them about their history if they are... Continue Reading →
Happy New Year!
The year that shall not be named, was really one for the books! LOL! In all seriousness the past year was one I will not soon forget. There were some highs and lows. I learned a lot of things that I will use moving forward. I did take time to do some micro-journaling and make... Continue Reading →
The Hardest part about being a Family Griot
It's been awhile since, I've posted. I've been focusing a lot on my FB Page. Feel free to follow me at The Ties that Bind Facebook Page. Today I wanted to take a few moments to talk about the hardest part of being a Family Griot. According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary a GRIOT (gree-o) is:... Continue Reading →
Reviewing Records – W. “Bill” E. Cox
After finding the enlistment records of one of my other ancestors, it encouraged me to look at records I found many years ago. April 21, 1999 I sent a request to the National Archives and Records Administration, for the military records of W.E. Cox. I used Standard Form 180, "Request Pertaining to Military Records". I... Continue Reading →
To forget one’s ancestor…
To forget one’s ancestor’s is to be a brook without a source, a tree without root -Unknown