by Andi | Jun 2, 2014 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
What I know right now is this – in 1850, my great-great grandfather James Henry Cumbo left his own family and went to live with a “white” family about 2 hours away from his home. This move was the beginning of my family’s identification as... by Andi | May 26, 2014 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
Today, I am remembering. I’m remembering the formerly-enslaved people who began Decoration Day in Charleston – reburying 257 Union soldiers and establishing a cemetery in their honor. The first Memorial Day. I’m remembering the ~620,000 men and... by Andi | May 8, 2014 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
They booed me because they thought a Cumbo couldn’t be smart enough to coach. – Dad This is one of the stories my dad told me last night when we were talking about his family stories. When he was a senior in high school, he was the head coach of their JV... by Andi | May 5, 2014 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
When the word “inmate” came up on my first cousin (3x removed)’s census record, I scrolled up the screen as fast as I could to find out more. State Hospital at Goldsboro “Eastern North Carolina Insane Asylum Negro” Bettie Nora Boone... by Andi | May 2, 2014 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
The story that my dad heard was always that we could only trace our Cumbo ancestors back two generations to my papa’s grandfather James Henry Cumbo. That legend – whether taught my by great-great grandfather James, by his son Noah Francis, or by own...