Sleuth? Not So Much

So, I have been attempting to do a little family research.  You know, the whole “who do you think you are” thing.  You soon come to realize that without the backing and finances of an incredibly popular and successful television show, it can be virtually impossible to find anything of relevance at all.

I am only second generation Canadian, and for me to research my roots, I would have to know a lot more than I do about my family and travel to eastern Europe and dig through old church records they probably wouldn’t let me dig through anyway!

It has yet to be completely substantiated that I either come from what are known as, Black Sea Germans, or what are known as, Volga Germans.  Both the areas in question were, at the time that my grandparents and great grandparents were born there, was Imperial Russia.  Now, of course, it is the Ukraine.

So why is this even important?  I don’t know.  All I know for sure is, the more I come up against a brick wall, the stronger the need to know and to find a trail from Germany to Russia and then to Canada.  I do know about the trek to Canada, I have that information, I just can’t fill in the blanks.

What really frosts my cookies, is that Imperial Russia did an all Empire census in 1897. Perfect!  Except the volumes of information were so heavy they could sink a battleship and efforts to translate them stopped.  I don’t think Mr. Putin will grant me entry into whatever vault these documents are kept in and offer me an interpreter to get to the bottom of things.

All I can can tell you is that it is maddening.  I hate the idea of giving up.  I don’t like to quit but I think that is becoming a stark reality.  I am going to wait, however, until I get the results from my Ancestry DNA kit.  Who knows, I might find a long-lost 5th cousin out there who can provide the missing link.  Anything is possible right?