I just had a really sweet experience.
While researching Granny Jo's mother Josephine Plogsted, I ran across what seemed to be a death record for her daughter (Granny Jo's older sister) Rosella. There was only bare-bones information on FamilyTree from people who had researched the family previously--a birth date and place, her name, and that she had passed away "about 1910".
Since I had found a probable death record that indicated that Rosella passed away in 1915, I started to do a little digging. How could I verify this information? Well, I got some help from people that know more about family history than I do and found the full death certificate. Rosella was 9 years old when she passed away from diphtheria, a bacterial disease now mostly eradicated in developed countries because of vaccines. Excited about my new find, I entered in all the new information I had on her, attaching the source to her profile as I went. When I finished, I stopped for a moment and looked at her fleshed-out profile with satisfaction. I looked at her sweet name--Rosella Marie--and was struck by a sudden feeling of joy that she was not forgotten. I felt that Rosella had been waiting and waiting for someone to remember her, to remember her short life in a busy city filled with many people apparently more important than her.
Rosella Marie, you are Important.
Rosella Marie, you are not forgotten.
I remember you.
Katie, this is SO SWEET! Rosella, we do remember you!! I wish I could meet you.
ReplyDeleteAs I read, I had to think of what a sweet post this is. Granny Jo's sister. Thank you for these stories.
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