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A Legacy of Resilience

Posted on August 20, 2015August 21, 2015 by captaincreed

 

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My great great great grandfather was a slave in Maysville, Kentucky. He eventually escaped slavery and made his way to Canada (most likely because of the Fugitive Slave Act) and then returned to Ohio to enlist in the Union Army – as a free man.*

This past weekend I stood, as a free man and proud citizen, on the same land in Maysville, Kentucky that, over 140 plus years ago, my mother’s great great grandfather (and several other ancestors) worked and toiled. 

I was there with almost two dozen relatives, who spanned multiple generations, to actually walk the land our ancestors had worked and trace back our roots. The history lesson, and reunion, was made possible because of a Herculean effort of research and digging by my cousin, Leah. And because of her persistence and diligence, we all stood toeing the line of the private property that held the whispers of our family’s history. 

There was an inherent dichotomy in the air, that wasn’t lost on me or my relatives, as I stood there gazing at the land. I had arrived after a comfortable 3 hour journey from a home (that I own), in an air conditioned car, under the guidance of a GPS device, and clothed in attire that I chose, and purchased- to look at land that my ancestors worked, probably in wool clothes – or whatever they were permitted, and walked by foot, escaped from (by foot), and navigated (probably at night) without the assistance of so much as a map. The 90 degree weather was sweltering, but there was relief for me just a few yards away in the car I arrived in, and I could pick what food I wanted to eat as I returned back to the home that I owned. 

I have to admit that I felt conflicted. I felt a swirl of emotions as my eyes took in the beautiful rolling Kentucky hills. History can be a fickle dance partner who can flirt with you, stroke your ego, and shame you in the course of the same song. 

As we walked the land searching for the remains of what my cousin believed were our ancestors’ slave quarters, I thought about the stories from my mother’s side of the family that resonated with me. How my great uncle was a “patient” in a now infamous radiation experiment (that relied on blacks as its primary subjects) and later died from his “treatments”. How my grandmother was told that my mother and aunt couldn’t be a part of a Brownie troop because of the color of their skin. How my mom navigated racist taunts and statements while attempting to earn her education. I will admit that I thought of these stories and felt angry, hurt. 

But then I realized that these weren’t simply stories of sorrow, but instead of resilience. Yes, my ancestors were slaves, but they didn’t allow someone else to determine their worth. They escaped and fought. My grandmother didn’t accept “No” for an answer and started her own Brownie troop. And while other students may not have accepted it, my mother and aunt not only navigated the racial barbs, but did so with grace. 

There is a rich tale in this country of racism, discrimination, and denegration. But if you look close enough you will also see a tale of resilience and self-worth, of acceptance and respect, of overcoming and uniting. That is the tale to which we should endeavor to continue, to add on our footnotes. Not to say that we should neglect or forget the troubles of the past, but we should groom and cultivate that which is good.

As a parent, I see it as an opportunity, a gift, to pass on to our kids. A legacy of sorts in which we can all take pride. I doubt very much that this middle school teacher has done anything of note to add to this legacy, but sometimes our role is simply to pass the history, and its lessons, on to the next generation. That is a burden that I will gladly shoulder.

It would be a perfect ending to say that we found the remains and were able to stand exactly where our ancestors stood. As it turns out, we do believe we found the remains, but they were overcome with trees, poison ivy, and other weeds. A physical obstacle in addition to the one created by time. 

In some ways the sight that we beheld of a structure drowning in growth was symbolic of history itself- some of it is poisonous, some of it is beautiful, but despite the pain and the years of overgrowth it is something we should not soon forget. 

•Just want to make clear that this information was found by my cousin. I have not done the research, but she has inspired me to start checking things out. I just have to give credit where credit is due. 

 

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  • 18 thoughts on “A Legacy of Resilience”

    1. J A Burt says:
      August 21, 2015 at 2:48 pm

      Thanks Cousin for such a beautiful recap of our extraordinary family experience. There we were, all together. Infants on parents backs, toddlers keeping pace, teens, young adults, seniors; absolutely amazing!!! Seven generations post slavery. What a blessing for each of us to actuality bear witness to the legacy passing on. Blessings .

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      1. captaincreed says:
        August 21, 2015 at 4:45 pm

        7 generations – just wow! Thank you for the opportunity to share it with you all!

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      2. Jason says:
        June 19, 2020 at 11:47 am

        Thank you for sharing your reflection on the moment. You’re such a beautiful writer.

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    2. numfar says:
      August 22, 2015 at 4:30 pm

      “I doubt very much that this middle school teacher has done anything of note to add to this legacy, but sometimes our role is simply to pass the history, and its lessons, on to the next generation. ”

      I found my way here from one of my friends on G+.

      The entire article is beautiful, but the piece I quoted really stood out for me.

      Thank you for sharing this.

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      1. captaincreed says:
        August 22, 2015 at 4:55 pm

        Thank you for taking the time to read and for the kind words.

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    3. Conor O'Gorman says:
      August 22, 2015 at 4:52 pm

      Just to say I read this and found it very evocative and well written.

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      1. captaincreed says:
        August 22, 2015 at 4:55 pm

        Thank you so much. Your words are truly appreciated.

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    4. Karen says:
      August 22, 2015 at 5:00 pm

      You are an incredibly gifted writer! Thank you so much for sharing. Your students are lucky to have you.

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      1. captaincreed says:
        August 22, 2015 at 5:17 pm

        Thank you, Karen. I do appreciate your words.

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    6. Rosemarie says:
      August 26, 2015 at 3:59 pm

      Very insightful account of your families legacy. Great that you were able to revisit where it all began

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      1. captaincreed says:
        August 27, 2015 at 5:47 am

        Thank you!

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    8. Kris says:
      February 19, 2016 at 11:53 am

      Connecting with our past is such a powerful experience, especially for those of us who have had family (and family history) taken away from us. In my case it is due to an immigration, World War, and Communist past. Congratulations on being able to have this experience with your loved ones. Best regards, Kris

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      1. captaincreed says:
        February 19, 2016 at 10:52 pm

        Thanks for reading and sharing your experience. It’s amazing the stories that out histories tell.

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    11. michael at dadcation.com says:
      June 19, 2020 at 11:25 am

      Glad you re-shared this post, Creed…it’s awesome.

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