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1940 Census: Autumn Blossom, Grandpa, and Grandma

Have you been having fun with the 1940 census?  I certainly have! 

First, I helped by indexing some batches.  I always enjoy finding unusual names, and this week, I found a name worthy of any modern celebrity's child:  Autumn Blossom.  It makes me smile.  I don't recall her last name, and wouldn't post it even if I did, as she was a child in 1940 and quite possibly still living.  If you're reading this, Autumn Blossom, I just have to say I love your name!

On a more personal note, after indexing, I browsed through the census and found my grandparents!  Grandpa had told me that they had met in May of 1940 when my grandma was working for the postmistress in a small town.  What I learned from the census was that my grandpa was living next door to the post office. (He lived with a young couple, working as their hired hand.)  My grandma's occupation on the census was listed as "housekeeper at home".  The census date was April 15th.  I can speculate that my grandma must have been hired by the postmistress a couple of weeks after the census was taken, and that my grandpa met her very soon after she was hired--maybe even on her first day of work!  Small details really add interest to family histories.

Your mission (should you chose to accept it), is to go index a batch of records, and/or go browse the records to find your ancestors.  If you sign up here, you are entered to win prizes for indexing.  Then go here, download the software, and index away!

[As part of the1940census.com ambassador program this blog post enters me into a drawing for a Yeti microphone or an Amazon.com gift card.]

Thankful thought:  Thanks for the small snippets of information that help connect us to the past!



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