Jody Bradish (1949- )
home person, Bradish-Scott family tree
~ Climbing the Family Tree: How It All Began ~
It started with the pictures. As long as I can remember, they were
always there in the second drawer in Grandma’s buffet. Even as a child
of nine or ten, I was drawn to the people in them. I never tired of
listening to the stories Grandma told me about them, even though I
wasn’t sure how we were related to most of those faces. And there were
so many names. It was just too much for a kid to take in.
Clockwise starting at top left: the Bradish family, Margaret Kilburn, the
Sealy family, Alexander "Sander" Palm
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Fast forward to 1976. My husband and I have been married for four years
and, in January, welcomed our first child, a son. My semi-annual trips
back to Chautauqua County, New York take a little more planning and
packing but, as always, involve visiting with family, including some of
the people in those old photos. Maybe it was because I now had a child
of my own, but somewhere along the line, I started to think more about
the people in the pictures − who were they, where did they come from,
and how did they end up in western New York?
During the summer trip of 1978, I sat
down with my maternal grandmother, Gertrude Sealy Scott, and her sister, my
Auntie Kate, and asked them to tell me about the people in the photos.
Only this time I made the identification process and reminiscing count −
I took notes.
There was no shortage of tales on the Bradish-Palm side of the family, either. Dad loved to talk about his childhood and family life. He also had a fairly decent collection of family photos. I wrote to my Aunt Elaine, Dad’s older sister, to help fill in some of the details.
Finally, I was ready to dig into the research. I had the foundation for what I’m going to call Phase I of my genealogy journey. But a few years ago, I started thinking about something other than just finding more ancestors. I realized there needed to be a Phase II. Most people enjoy a family story, and that’s what Phase II is about − telling our ancestors’ stories.
My genealogy journey started decades ago
with a childhood curiosity about the people in some old family
photographs. As the information I had about the ancestors increased over
the years, they came to life − they were no longer just names
and dates on some charts. My hope is that by
preserving the pictures and as much family history as possible, we will
all feel increasingly connected to our ancestors and each other as we
discover their beginnings, their lives, and how they shaped who we are.
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Bradish-Scott Family History - January 2020