And Then There Were None: Mortality of an Alabama Household

A cemetery, dilapidated house and barn, and high weeds tell the story of a place once active and fine but with no one left to tend it.

Members of the Charles Sanford household seemed to have everything going for them on August 10, 1860, as the federal census taker arrived at their home in Centreville, Alabama. Wealthy white-collar town dwellers with an average age of 22.5, the mortality statistics were in their favor.[1] But death claimed them, every one, long before the census taker returned.[2]

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The Supreme Court Shopping Binge: Unlayering a Court Document

Two wealthy teenagers run up a tab at the local millener's shop as they buy new dresses.

Not long ago, a historian friend surprised me with an email referring to “the high-rollin’ kids” of my ancestor, Jacob Mayberry. He included a link to a summary report of the Alabama Supreme Court case of Sanford v. Howard.[1] In the eleven-page summary, I learned that Jacob’s kids had created a Supreme Court–caliber stir by shopping. They had racked up a huge tab at a local store, buying luxuries in 1852, the year after their father died. Their uncle, executor of Jacob’s estate, had refused to pay the tab.

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Degrees of Connection: What the Neighbors Meant to Your Ancestors

Women from a string of boarding houses are gathered on the front steps of one, doing chores and sharing gossip.

My mid-nineteenth-century small-town ancestors would be utterly baffled at how little I know about my neighbors. Neighbors were their family, in-laws, society, colleagues, entertainment, education, support system, and source of marriage partners, gossip, trade, and annoyance. They were the cast and crew of our ancestors’ life dramas.

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Getting Rid of Riley: Answers in Community-wide Research

An enslaved man stands in a jail cell with a wealthy planter standing outside the cell. A plantation house can be seen in the distance.

The real magic of genealogy manifests outside the traditional box—beyond the standard family tree data. Let me tell you about a man named Riley and the odd place I found the next piece of his story.

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