The Black Tree: In search of John Womack

Saturday, December 14, 2013

In search of John Womack - #3Clue/LFR

As I mentioned early on I am redoing my family tree for readers to see the process of searching for family members. I came to a dead end with my Great, Great Grandfather John Womack of Marshall, Texas so I emailed the Marshall, Texas Public Library for a helping hand in my search. There was not ever a reply to the email, so I wrote a letter to mail (attaching the email). I will also call on Wednesday, to confirm the receipt of the letter. Dead ends should not stop your researching. Though, it is not good to research more then one to three people because it can (for me) become over whelming and confusing. It can also cause you to miss something during the search.

Letter forwarded to the Marshall, Texas Public Library at 300 South Alamo Boulevard Marshall, Texas 75670

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About Me

Hello Family Tree Researcher, my name is Jacqueline Joyce Thomas (born to Gene E. Thomas and Brendel Joyce Lewis) of Texas in '67 . I began doing my family tree search when my son (C. Hicks) was born. He was unfortunately born with Nephrogenic Insipidus Diabetes. When he was two weeks old I could not get him to take his formula, the only thing he would drink was water. We took him to the local emergency room, where the hospital staff spent hours doing test after test and the end result were "we are still uncertain of what is wrong with your son". My heart fell to pieces. The next few days, still nothing. Finally on the forty-fifth day of his prolonged stay , they decided to care flight him to a Children's Hospital where it still took nineteen days for the final results and even then they were not sure. The doctor came into the room with his long white doctor's coat and his glasses hanging from his nose with the final thought (not answer). Ms. Hicks (at the time), "could you have a seat?" My thought was, okay then comes "is you son mixed with Caucasian?" My reply with anger and confusion in my heart was, mixed, with who?...not what but who! And not that I was cared or anything, I have mixed nieces and nephews. Then he went on to explain to me that "that type of diabetes was uncommon, and that it only occurred in every three thousand children" annnnndddd'ah-Rah...here is the killer..."that it only occurred in Caucasian males." Gathering my thoughts and physical seemed to be out of the question. It was not until he turned four years old that I begin getting more and more curious. So next to my son being born with a rare type of diabetes that only (according the doctor) in Caucasian males and me being adopted, I became one curious Sista'. The search began.