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Part One: Cuero

  Looking for people who died 190 years ago is hard. Especially when you don’t know **EXACTLY** when and where they were born, or when and where they died.   And there are SO MANY THINGS that I do not know about Sidney Gaston Miller Kellogg. But you have to start somewhere. And I started with Ancestry.com. In the spring of 2022, I suffered my second retina detachment. All of a sudden, I was unable to crochet. I was devastated, because I faced the loss not only of a hobby and a creative outlet but a way to comfort friends in time of loss and to create gifts. And a way to use up the fidgets and the extra energy in my brain. Really, that was the hardest part. I had all this time, and I had really bad fidgets, and I really really really needed something to do that would satisfy the fidgets.   And then I remembered something. When I married the first time, I had been given a very special book, “The Anne Of Green Gables Book Of Days.” This was a blank calendar of sorts, with ea...

Searching For Sidney

  So many quotes can be used to begin a good search. “A journey of a thousand miles…” “A picture is worth…” But how do you write about a search that started before you were even born? How do you start to write the story of a search for a name? A grave? How do you tell the story of the Alamo without starting with Davy Goddamn Crockett and Fess Fucking Parker? My search is for more than the Alamo defender. It’s more than a grave or a name. It’s more than a newspaper clipping or a photograph or even a headstone. It’s the search for yet another strong Texas woman who married, divorced, married again, had babies, lost babies, and was then swallowed up by the Republic of Texas before she had a chance to make her mark. I’m looking for a woman whose courage, strength, and sorrow has lead directly to myself and my own children. I’m looking for a woman whose mother left a moneyed family in Kentucky, sailed down the mighty Mississippi, briefly paused in New Orleans before moving on to the sti...