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  • The top 100 genealogy websites?

    February 2, 2015 @ 10:01 am | by John Grenham

    A recently published list of the top 100 genealogy websites in the world (in the online Canadian magazine GenealogyInTime – see bit.ly/1AMsxIu) makes slightly depressing reading. Our inexorable slide towards corporate control continues apace – the three biggest companies, Ancestry, D.C. Thomson and MyHeritage now control 51 per cent of all genealogy traffic, with Ancestry the real behemoth at more than three times the size of its nearest rival. Inevitably, they all imitate each other’s services and search practices: diversity and precision take second place to commercial monoculture. Sorry, to “search engine optimisation”.

    Ancestry now has an effective monopoly on North American genealogy – there is no way to do online family history research in the US or Canada without using its records. It’s hard to see a similar situation arising here, but “hard to see” is just one synonym for “the future”.

    On the bright side, the top 100 continues to include a substantial number of free sites. One of genealogy’s most attractive features, its communitarian ethos, is still strong. FamilySearch.org, the Mormon church’s free records site, has risen to second on the list, but there are also many more, from the vast links site CyndisList.com to the UK’s self-explanatory FreeBMD.org.uk.

    Four Irish sites make it onto the list. Rootsireland.ie, FindMyPast.ie and IrishGenealogy.ie are all well established and essential for anyone researching Irish ancestors. The newcomer is Claire Santry’s IrishGenealogyNews.com, one of only six global blogs in the top 100. The recognition is well deserved. Claire has turned her site into the de facto primary source for Irish family history news.

    A surprising omission is the National Archive’s genealogy site, genealogy.nationalarchives.ie, incorporating 1901 and 1911 censuses, Tithe Books, Will Calendars and more. I suspect there may be a flaw in the measurement technique. It appears to count only visits to top-level domains. The numbers visiting “www.nationalarchives.ie” is many orders of magnitude smaller than visits to the genealogy subsite. So, fun though it is, maybe the whole list needs a pinch of salt.

  • How not to run screaming from the microfilm room

    January 26, 2015 @ 10:08 am | by John Grenham

    The meat and potatoes of Irish genealogical research used to consist of hour after hour spent at a National Library microfilm reader slowly going through a Catholic parish register. The main qualification to be able to do this is a very high boredom threshold. Particularly useful is the ability to switch off all the brain except the one small part searching for a particular name. Eventually, with practice, it becomes possible to adjust that part to cover more than one name at a time.

    In other words, the main talent required is the ability not to run screaming from the microfilm room.

    I’ve spent years not running screaming from the microfilm room and here are the two lessons I’ve learnt: First, although not much of the brain is directly engaged, it’s not possible to do a lot with what’s left over. If you try, you run the very real risk of drifting into a daydream and having to start the register all over again.

    And having to start the register all over again is one of the prime causes of running screaming from the microfilm room. All you can really do in the bit of your mind spared by the research trance is note the angle of light falling on the page image, the changing quality of the ink, the deterioration in the priest’s signature over the years. And the names. Not specific names, rather the great unending river of names that flows past under your nose, and the fact that every single individual in it, without exception, is long dead. Genealogy teaches you the sheer scale of everyday mortality like nothing else.

    The second lesson is that microfilm is one of life’s great evils. We’re not completely done with the parish register films just yet, but we’re nearly there. And when the National Library has finished its digitisation and makes a great bonfire of them, I’ll dance around the flames.

  • Science, your mammy and the common cold

    January 19, 2015 @ 9:39 am | by John Grenham

    For decades, public health scientists have been assuring us that the common cold is caused by our spending half the year indoors sneezing on each other. There’s no evidence, they’ve told us, that Ireland’s long-standing position as the world’s leading producer of winter phlegm has anything to do with the cold or the wet. “Old wives’ tales” they said, when we pointed out that for 10,000 years our mammies have been telling us that we’ll catch our death if we go out dressed like that.

    And then last week came a complete change of heart. An article in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences reported a recent study carried out by scientists at Yale (available via
    tinyurl.com/mddqe77) which shows that rhinoviruses, the culprits behind most colds and chest infections, thrive in cooler temperatures. And the lower the temperature, the lower our innate immune response to viruses. And what’s more, our noses are usually three to four degrees colder than the rest of the body.

    The scientists’ advice for avoiding runny noses? “Always stay in warm tropical weather or try to prevent the nasal cavity experiencing very cold air.” Translate that into Irish terms and it says “Either emigrate or dress the way your mother told you”.

    The moral is that not all evidence is full-blown scientific evidence.

    Most research advice will tell you to treat your family traditions with deep scepticism and most professional researchers will say “Yeah, right” (under their breath) when you tell them you’re descended from kings and princes. But even though centuries of tradition may not constitute cast-iron proof, it remains genuine evidence. Discount it at your peril.

    And the other moral is that your Mammy might not be right absolutely always, but the odds in her favour are pretty good.

  • Pure Irish Death

    January 12, 2015 @ 2:38 pm | by John Grenham

    In Ireland we tend to congratulate ourselves on the way we deal with death. Or, more precisely, with other people’s bereavements. There aren’t many places on the planet where the funeral of a cousin’s mother-in-law will demand instant attendance and take priority over work, family, health, weather and money.

    I remember how, three decades ago, my mother and her sisters scrambled across to England in full funeral-emergency mode within 24 hours of her brother Paddy’s death. And then sat around kicking their heels in East Anglia as the English side of the family took 10 days to ensure they got all the details right, all the while keeping everyone’s faces appropriately long. My poor mother thought she was on Mars.

    That profound difference in culture between the two islands certainly has partly to do with the reason my (other) Uncle Paddy gave for preferring funerals to weddings: you don’t need an invitation to a funeral, and the party can be even better. But the main underlying impulse is, I think, simple tribal solidarity. The bigger the crowd around the grave, the smaller the burden to be carried by the immediate family.

    Or at least that’s the theory. In practice, as an American psychotherapist (not mine) once told me, many Irish people have trouble grieving properly. Maybe all that solidarity makes it harder, not easier, to let go of the dead.

    In any case, our intense focus on obsequies has produced a uniquely Irish record source, the death notice. For more than 70 years, a published announcement of the time and place of removal and burial has been a compulsory part of every Irish funeral, and often also includes the names of surviving next-of-kin, place of death and cemetery. Checking “the deaths” remains a ubiquitous social necessity. And checking old death notices is an excellent way of tracking distant cousins and forgotten addresses and burial places.

    The best sources (it gives me no pleasure to admit) are in the Independent and the Press. Full runs of their 20th-century archives are at irishnewsarchives.com.

  • The revolution will continue

    January 5, 2015 @ 9:36 am | by John Grenham

    The revolution in online record access continues. So what can we expect in 2015?

    The Big One is the arrival online of the National Library’s microfilm collection of Catholic parish registers. So far, this remains on track for early summer, despite outraged protests from some heritage centres and some Catholic bishops. The public response to the plan, both from Ireland and abroad, has been overwhelmingly positive. Let’s hope this helps the Library to resist any push-back.

    The Civil Registration (Amendment) Act 2014 passed into law in December. It is now, at last, legal for the State to allow access to full registration records. Hallelujah. As in Northern Ireland, this will be restricted to births over 100 years old, marriages over 75 and deaths over 50. Be patient. This is just the first step in the process, so we won’t get them this year.

    What we will get this year – on irishgenealogy.ie – is the return of the Civil Registration indexes. Expect uber-caution, and searches unnecessarily restricted to the same year- range as above. The site’s small print may also demand you pledge your first-born to the Data Protection Commission.

    For Dublin researchers, Dublin City Library and Archive is aiming to unify and expand the databases currently at dublinheritage.ie making everything easily searchable from a single interface and expanding the voters’ list, cemetery and directory records already available.

    FindMyPast will continue its hyperactivity, with new records from the Kew National Archives as well as more Irish newspapers from the British Library, and even more collaboration with our own National Archives to go with the recently-completed dog licence and local court records.

    Ancestry.com also has some interesting new acquisitions – specifically a big Northern Ireland deaths index due this month. More of the wonderful Catholic parish register images may be offered to them.

    We’re not there yet, but we’re getting there.

  • Surname maps: Ireland remains unique

    December 29, 2014 @ 1:51 pm | by John Grenham

    Those tea-towel maps that show the locations of Irish surnames have always seemed more than a bit absurd. Imagine giving directions based on them: “Take the first right after McDermott and go on past Burke till you get as far as O’Dowd. The post office is there on the right, just beside Keegan.”

    The supposed basis for such maps lies in the medieval territories of the great Gaelic and Hiberno-Norman families. Those territories were anything but static, and barely geographical in the first place, built as they were out of shifting kinship and tribal allegiances. And the vast majority of Irish families have always been non-great anyway. So you should stick to the Sat-Nav.

    But Irish surname maps do remain strangely compulsive – there’s a reason the tea-towels are still on sale. Once you get down past the mind-boggling numbers of Sullivans and Kellys and McCarthys, lots of names are connected very tightly to particular locations. Most Irish people have an ear for this. Sugrue and McElligott sound like Kerry, Gibbons and Lavelle like Mayo, Harkin like Donegal.

    And at times, this can be a decent research aid. Using the Griffith’s-based surname maps at irishtimes.com/ancestor, I have recently been mapping the locations in the early 1850s of households bearing surnames that I was familiar with growing up in north Roscommon, but which I now know are relatively rare: Dockery, Morrisroe, Finan, Lavin. They are concentrated with extraordinary precision in the flat boggy plain south of Lough Gara and east of the small chain of loughs along the Mayo/Roscommon border. A fresh map of one for these surnames is appearing on the site every week.

    Nests of deeply local names such as these must exist all over the country. You can explore them for free on the site. Just beware of the pattern-seeker’s pitfall: stare at the wallpaper long enough and you’ll eventually see the history of the world.

  • A needle in a haystack of needles

    @ 1:45 pm | by John Grenham

    In Myles na gCopaleen’s wonderful parody of Gaeltacht autobiography, An Beál Bocht (The Poor Mouth), the narrator, Gaeilgeoir Bonaparte O’Coonassa, describes his first day at school.

    The teacher demands, in English: “Phwat is yer nam?” The response, in Irish, begins: “Bonaparte, son of Michelangelo, son of Peter, son of Owen, son of Thomas’s Sarah, grand-daughter of John’s Mary, grand-daughter of James, son of Dermot…” Whereupon the teacher calls him to the front of the class, hits him over the head with an oar and screams: “Yer nam is Jams O’Donnell!”

    When he regains consciousness, Bonaparte discovers that every other child in the class is also officially Jams O’Donnell.

    In some parts of Ireland genealogical research involves distinguishing one Jams O’Donnell from another. For Byrnes in Wicklow, Sullivans in south Kerry, Dohertys in Donegal, or Bradys in Cavan, the problem is not finding the proverbial needle in a haystack. It’s finding the right needle in a haystack of needles.

    When people with ancestors like Jams O’Donnell ask a genealogist for advice, we rarely do the right thing and tell them to find a new hobby. Instead, they’ll hear a long description of the process of reconstructing and comparing families, getting the right children in the right birth order, painstakingly accumulating circumstantial evidence that just might identify the right people.

    I was recently hoist with my own petard, trying to find one particular Ryan family in south Tipperary with only the children’s names as a guide: John, Michael, Mary, Margaret, James and Catherine, God help me. From the National Library microfilm, I identified all 53 Ryan families in the parish of Caher baptising a child with at least one of these names between 1828 and 1838 and then used rootsireland to retrieve all other children baptised outside those years to the same couple. It was a long and painful process. And there was not a trace of the family I wanted. Serves me right.

  • Bleedin savages

    December 17, 2014 @ 10:15 am | by John Grenham

    How did Scandinavians go from being the most bloodthirsty warriors in European history to the very models of a well-behaved citizenry? Viking society contained very little in the way of humane prisons, flat-pack furniture or Lego. Drunkenness, extreme violence and hyper-masculinity is what got them their territory, power and wealth.

    A recent reading of Patrick O’Donnell’s hair-raising Irish Faction-Fighters of the 19th Century (Dublin 1975) brought that transformation to mind. Like the Scandinavians, we have plenty of violence in our own past, though, as O’Donnell tells it, we were rather less goal-directed than the Vikings.

    For about six decades after 1780, a craze for mass public fighting, usually at fairs or markets, swept across Munster and Leinster. In 1827 alone, 1001 “riots” were reported to Dublin Castle. Huge crowds could be involved, with opposing sides sometimes numbering several thousand, all armed with at least a good ash-plant or blackthorn stick, while some also carried guns and knives.

    The vast majority of the fights were pre-arranged, and aimed for nothing more than the sheer joy of combat. And they came replete with their own ritual and ceremony. The set-piece taunting was especially rich: “Rams’ horns, rams’ horns, there’s nothing crookeder than rams’ horns” would come from the leader of one side. To which the other would respond: “I know something’ll be crookeder by tonight. Your skull”. The violence was anything but ceremonial, though. At Ballyeagh on the Kerry coast on a single day in June 1834 more than twenty people died and hundreds were seriously wounded.

    From such casual ferocity to Ireland’s current doe-eyed docility is just as peculiar a change as the metamorphosis of Vikings into socially responsible feminists. It’s impossible to say precisely what caused these radical transformations, but I think at least two simple ingredients are involved: lots of time and more comfort. Given a few generations and decent central heating, everyone calms down.

    But we should never forget just how alien the past can be.

  • Weird foreign surnames. Like ‘Walsh’.

    December 8, 2014 @ 9:38 am | by John Grenham

    A striking number of venerable Irish surnames originated as Gaelic Irish designations of outsiders. The best known of these is “Walsh”, with its variants “Walshe” and “Welsh”. This last version precisely marks the bearers’ place of origin, which is even more obvious in the Irish-language version. Wales is “Breatan”, “Britain”, and Breathnach translates as “from Britain”. So the third most common Irish surname means simply “British”. Talk about your cultural diversity.

    It seems very unlikely that the Walshes chose the name themselves. More probably, it was given them by the locals by way of marking them out as blow-ins.

    Historical coincidence was one reason it happened. The original Walshes were part of the great wave of foot-soldiers, craftsmen and other army camp-followers who came after the Welsh-Norman invasion of the 11th century, just as the adoption of hereditary surnames in Ireland was just getting into its stride. Many of the names we still bear embody meanings frozen into position at that period. Those other camp-followers, the Flemings, for example, already knew very well that their forebears were from Flanders. It was the Gaels who turned the designation into a surname that singled them out as foreign

    Irish memories of blow-ins run deep, and finger-pointing did not start with the Normans. Many Irish names created centuries after the Viking defeat at Clontarf still identify their bearers as descended from Scandinavians. McLoughlin and O’Loughlin, meaning son and grandson of the Norseman (“Lochlann”) are the most obvious, but there are many: McDowell and Doyle, from the root Dubhgall, the dark foreigner or Dane; Sugrue, Ó Siocrú, from the Norse first name Siegfrid; McManus, based on Magnus, one of the most popular Scandinavian given names; McAuliff, son of Olaf; McCotter from Oittir.

    So on the evidence of surnames, as of so much else, Irishness is beautifully problematic. Give Ireland back to the Fir Bolg, as Paul McCartney should have sung.

  • Online Catholic parish registers from the National Library of Ireland

    December 1, 2014 @ 1:32 pm | by John Grenham

    A huge change is coming soon for everyone involved in Irish genealogy. By summer 2015, the National Library of Ireland will have a dedicated website making its collection of Catholic parish register microfilms freely available online. These records are – by a long way – the single most important source of historical Irish family information, one of the greatest legacies of the Catholic Church to Ireland.

    It is important to understand precisely what the website will do. The Library’s aim is to reproduce on the internet the service already available to the public in the microfilm reading room in Kildare Street in Dublin, where images of 98 per cent of parish registers before 1880 can already be viewed by anybody, without payment or membership or proof of identity.

    The new site will offer precisely the same (sometimes frustrating) opportunity to look at (sometimes blurred) photographic reproductions of the original records. But instead of having to travel to Dublin from Buncrana or Ballymena or Boston, you will now be able to view them online. With this service, the Library is simply taking at face value the word “National” in its own title.

    What are the implications? Clearly, once these images are as easily available in Salt Lake City and Bangalore as they are in Dublin, swarms of transcribers will descend. Ideally, the results will be free, though some transcripts may sit behind paywalls. On the other hand, there will be nothing to stop any local history society in the country from just putting a transcript of their own parishes online. The more the merrier.

    Some opposition can be expected. The existing transcription-only service at rootsireland.ie will protest loudly. But would they not be better advised to use the images to improve their own offering and increase their head-start on competitors?

    It is almost impossible to overstate the importance of what is about to happen. When the Irish public service gets things right, it can get them spectacularly, gloriously right.

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