I think about my own ancestry a lot, and mine is like yours, in that one line are Jews who arrived in the U.S. from Eastern Europe early in the twentieth century, and other line goes way back in this country.
I knew the general lines of that, but not the details, and now I may want to compare notes.
You of course, set many of your beautiful stories in New England and now it turns out you have ancestry here.
That's just as strange to think about. Boston was always where my parents accidentally stuck based on my father's college and grad school and my mother's job: it was a city with no connections except the ones we made. I was born here and I learned to live it from the outside. I don't know what to do with New England if it's ancestral. It feels Lovecraftian again—coming home to spawn.
(If Arisia puts me on "Using New England in Speculative Literature," at least I know what I'm talking about.)
Maybe someone in your family was an Antinomian or a Regicide? We can always dream.
They came from Farnham, according to my father's sources. I got bupkes beyond that!
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I knew the general lines of that, but not the details, and now I may want to compare notes.
You of course, set many of your beautiful stories in New England and now it turns out you have ancestry here.
That's just as strange to think about. Boston was always where my parents accidentally stuck based on my father's college and grad school and my mother's job: it was a city with no connections except the ones we made. I was born here and I learned to live it from the outside. I don't know what to do with New England if it's ancestral. It feels Lovecraftian again—coming home to spawn.
(If Arisia puts me on "Using New England in Speculative Literature," at least I know what I'm talking about.)
Maybe someone in your family was an Antinomian or a Regicide? We can always dream.
They came from Farnham, according to my father's sources. I got bupkes beyond that!