The Black Tree: Why "The Black Tree"?...

Why "The Black Tree"?...

Why "The Black Tree"...

I mentioned early on that next to being adopted, I had a son that was born with a rare type of diabetes which sparked my interest in doing my family tree. I was one of the fortunate ones, that was not ever separated from my biological family which made the search a little easier. I was asked, so I thought it would be respectful of me to answer. I guess the most exciting part of it all was that I was ask to do something to this affect a few times. God is good!! Of course, things don't come when we want them too, but they do come right on time,

This Blogspot is NOT to duplicate or copyright any information. My thought was to simply compile a lot of the family tree search information and present it in one place. When I begin my search, it was like working on a job as one person but doing the job of many people. Seemed the information and resources were not as readily available as I thought they would be. Imagine sitting down for a test and you have not ever studied anything on the test, scary right? Like I said before, research for African Americans has a lot of pitfalls and disappointments. Though it will not remedy the trial and error, I hope that it will save you some footsteps and ease the beginning research which for me was the hardest part of it all. Keep in mind that finding repeated last names could be that they are double related as I found in my family tree search or that it is coincident (perhaps they were married into the family).

Good Luck in your search!!! Check out the link to the right of you and begin your search. I also have a book available on Amazon (for beginners research only) called the "The Black Tree", by Jackie Thomas.

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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.