One of my more insensitive friends once told me that genealogical
research was akin to train spotting. Rubbish. Family history research requires
the instincts of an ace detective and a fascination for knowledge about our historical context.
Would I have taken such an interest in the causes of the First World War and the
horrors it caused had I not learnt that my maternal grandfather, Arthur J. G. Cox, was gassed on
the Western Front in 1917? Probably not. Would I have learnt anything about airships if
I hadn't discovered that my other grandfather, John S. Richardson, had been chief inspector on the
famous R34 airship? No. Would I know anything about the shocking Highland clearances in
Scotland if several of my wife’s ancestors not be driven from their homes by greedy land owners anxious to replace people with
sheep? Not likely.
Now tell me what I would have learnt about life if I had
spent my days gathering locomotive numbers? Nothing of historical importance.
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