findingphilblog

OK, so four years’ hiatus wasn’t exactly what I had in mind when I last posted.

Buuuut, there’s been some major upheavals. Most of them pretty darn good. I moved back to the Harrisburg area and got a job with the main newspaper here, the Patriot-News. Jason got a job at the Sentinel in Carlisle. And oh yeah. We got married. 🙂

On the downside, my dad was seriously ill last year and hospitalized for some time. His being sick made me glad I’d done so much work on the family history. But it also made me realize that there was so much more to uncover.

I’d filled in the big blanks, but I want them all. Or, at least as many as I can.

Which is why, home alone tonight while Jason was on night shift, I started googling. I suppose February always gets me thinking about Grandpa. The anniversary of his death is this week. And with so many stones still unturned, I figured poking around wouldn’t hurt.

It’s not much, but it was so cool. Google has this amazing project where they’re scanning in old newspapers and you can search them. So, instead of microfiching it for hours, you can just google.

This is a news article about a produce strike in 1945. It was taking place in Pittsburgh right around the time my dad was born, actually. And Grandpa’s quoted because he was the only guy who’d thought ahead and ordered enough to get the store (Donahoe’s) through Tuesday.