Oct 20, 2023
The Health Consequences of Researching Our Family and Community History
In 1992, I was thirty-nine years old, living in Sydney, Australia, when my father died in South Africa. I was heartbroken, as most migrants are, with the loss of significant others overseas. I began dedicated research into my family history. Every week, I faxed ten questions to my mother; for example, “When and where was…