Preserving Regular Folk

The Texture of Everyday Life

Over the last 25 or 30 years I have been involved in a significant amount of historic research. This has led me to look into the lives of a great many ordinary individuals long since dead. I have amassed a sizeable collection of ephemera, including personal letters, photographs, deeds, private paperwork and so on.

Preserving Regular Folkthe-texture-of-everyday-lifeIt is amazing what can be found from a few letters and a couple of photographs. Basic births deaths and marriage archive are the foundations, the basic building blocks on which a family tree sits. A brief scan of the news archives can sometimes reveal a little bit more than we would normally expect. The letters and other documents open up a window into the feelings and opinions of the person. The photographs add the faces of those we are researching. The overall outcome is a preserved record of a person. A record that wasn’t destroyed in life and therefore was left for us to discover.

Why is this so important you might ask yourself? The answer is that there is nothing better than touching history – the closer you can get to the past the greater the understanding we have of the present.

Just because a someone is no longer with us and possibly passed away a hundred years back or a few decades ago does not necessarily mean that person’s life has disappeared for ever. Although they might be strangers, over a period of time during the research they can in a way become quite close.

I think it’s always interesting to know how life really was and how people managed in days gone by. What it was really like for all class of our country. How people worked and how they survived. The ups and downs, the traumas as well as the good times and the celebrations – it is all blended together in a mix that was someone’s life.

If you are one of those people who consider that history is so dreadfully boring then please do think again.

In a way the greatest adventures are those that happened before we were born. Everybody was someone even those whose lives were so very brief or seemingly ordinary.

My archive collections here