A private archive

The Trevorrow family

Seven generations, from the tin mines of St Just in Penwith to the gold mines of Grass Valley, California. Forty one people, a hundred and one things they did, and the photographs that survive.

This is a demonstration, so the passphrase is printed here: . On the real archive it would be whatever you choose, and it would not be printed anywhere.

The passphrase here is checked in your browser, which keeps out anyone who finds the address but not anyone who opens the developer tools. The built version checks it at the edge and sets a signed cookie, so the pages are never sent to a browser that has not passed. That is a real difference and it is worth saying out loud rather than implying.

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Parent

Marjorie Honour Chenoweth

born Trevorrow

1932 to 2004aged 72

Nursing auxiliary, Plymouth, 1955 to 1992

Born
14 August 1932, St Just in Penwith
Died
27 January 2004, Plymouth

Registered at St Just in August 1932 with the father's column left blank, and raised in the Cape Cornwall Street house by her mother and her grandmother Grace, who was then sixty. She was told at nine that Loveday was her mother and not her sister, and she never entirely accepted it. She left for Plymouth at twenty two and stayed. In 1979 she sent for her own birth certificate, hoping the copy would say more than the one she had been shown. It did not. The blank in her record is the record and not a gap in it.

Accomplishments

  • Thirty seven years as a nursing auxiliary at Plymouth1955

    From 1955 to 1992, and she worked the night shift for twenty two of them by choice.

  • Traced her own birth record in 19791979

    And made peace with what was not in it, which took her another decade.

An invented family, built to show how this works. The photographs are real public domain archival portraits of real people who are not these people, and each one credits its archive. Freely licensed portrait photography effectively stops around 1946, which is why the earliest generations are rich and the recent ones are empty mounts. On your own archive, those are where your photographs go. What is real and what is not.