The Black Tree: P6 - Public Libraries by the State

P6 - Public Libraries by the State

My experience with the Tarrant County Library was the reply when I would ask about African American Family Tree Research. Surely, I was guided down the long aisle of archived file boxes and books to look through as I stood by and watched those of the Caucasian race find clue after clue after clue. I thought, what the heck is wrong with this picture. I went to the Library for one solid year, day in and day out. I could count on my one hand the amount of us'ses (black folk) that visited the Genealogy Department. So, keep in mind when you visit your public library to put on your jogging clothes because you will have to sit and dig.

I wish you a great deal of luck with your search. Finding a piece of that history puzzle is the most greatest feeling I had ever had next to being Blessed with five more pieces of our family tree puzzle (my children)!

Though, I reside in Texas (Tarrant County) I wrote to many other Libraries for information. Sometimes I would have to write reminders but I would eventually get the information requested. Here is a list of Public Libraries by the state.

Public Libraries by the State

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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.