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Way Back Wednesday November 26, 2014

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Wednesday 28 November 1894 – Bendigo Advertiser

Maldon death

Elsewhere in this article (a collection of news snippets from country areas) it was reported that, earlier in the week, the temperature had reached 112°F.  This high temperature had been only one of a week’s worth of temperatures over the 100°F mark for the small town of Bridgewater located not all that far north of Maldon.

It comes as no surprise that the youth of Maldon would have been seeking respite in the dams.




Returning from the Wilderness November 23, 2014

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Its been a while.


Finishing a renovation, closing a business, selling a house, buying another and, of course, moving – all these things have contributed to a hiatus.


That’s changing now.


I have more street art pictures for “Wordless Wednesday”, I have snippets from newspapers that are about my new home town and there is definitely a little more time to spend writing.

Photographic Orphans 3 November 29, 2013

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So it seems young Mr Merrifield featured in the last Photographic Orphans post has no one to claim him!  He is still looking for a home so I invite you to share this image in the hope that someone needs him to fill a space in their family tree.

This week’s image is again one that has been found in Melbourne, Australia and it appears from the message on the back that this young man’s mother wished to share him with members of her family.  His surname is Bennett and his birth was celebrated in 1913.


The original is a black and white postcard sized image printed on a postcard reverse and is a Kodak Australia product.

Wordless Wednesday November 27, 2013

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The Right to Privacy November 16, 2013

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This is one of those hypothetical musings – challenges that I set for myself – what would I do if….????


As a researcher who undertakes family history research on behalf of others, I am privy to information from the ‘client’ regarding their knowledge of the family and all its secrets.  Sometimes they are prepared to “hang out the dirty laundry” in order to fully apprise me of all that they know. Out of respect for the client, this information is kept private.  All families have secrets but some can be more damaging than others.

In the course of the investigation, I have come across at least three other people researching the same family.  Two are apparently related to each other but the connection to the family in question is unknown, yet I have been provided with their contact information by a third party organisation because the nature of their enquiry matched mine. 

Ethical Question 1:

Was it appropriate for that information to be given to me? 

Ethical Question 2:

Should I use the personal contact information to get in contact and find out what they know?

The third person contacted me recently. My query in a public forum had attracted the attention of this person and they subsequently made contact suggesting a relationship with the person I was seeking.  In order to ascertain whether or not there was common ground, I did a quick search based on the information revealed in the initial contact and discovered that there certainly seemed to be enough similarity to support the existence of a relationship with my client’s family. 

I contacted my client and advised them of what had come to light.  Knowing there was much about this person whom I was researching that could be considered sensitive in nature, I was seeking guidance from my client as to how much I could reveal of the story and whether any contact between these two living relatives was appropriate. 

It was suggested I use my best judgement regarding the deceased but the client wanted no contact or revelation of personal contact details of the living, especially their own.  If my research is correct, these two people have the same grandmother, yet neither knew of the others’ existence.

Ethical Question 3:

How much information do I pass on to the person who contacted me to assure them of the correctness of the link?

I am aware that I have been asked to use my best judgement – but that leaves me open to saying too little or too much… its the classic “rock and a hard place” scenario! WHat I might hand over may well reveal the identity of my client! I can prove the marriage that is in question – I have the documents. I can prove the birth of the child – I have the original certificate. I cannot prove the divorce yet but there was one  – both parties remarried as is evidenced by the newly found cousins. 

Given the relatively recent nature of some of these events, files, certificates, and case notes are embargoed under the various levels of privacy protection in place in Australian legislation.  Despite having been firmly told that once a person is dead, they have no right to privacy any longer, Australian record keeping does offer levels of protection of privacy that span many years after the event.  Court records and records of institutional care (both child protection and penal) are often sealed for long periods and it requires a little lateral thinking to establish whether a divorce, a trial or a jail term did, in fact, take place.

Yep…. its one of those curly ones…. complicated by some disturbing and raw experiences.  There’s children in care, questions of parentage, possible interracial marriages, midnight flits, child sexual abuse, jail terms, suicides, extra martial affairs, divorces, dislocated and damaged family members who can no longer communicate with each other as the pain is too great.  When you are stuck in the middle of this, trying to help one bring some closure to what is past and to give them a chance to move on, a curve ball like this revelation of  a whole new family line is a hard one to catch! 

What would you do?


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