Ready...set...go! I was born in Krakow, Poland in 1983 of a Polish engineer and American medical school student. Although my mother had the American citizenship, she was actually born of Polish and Ukrainian immigrants, near Grenoble, France. Travel and immigration are at the core of my family history. Growing up, I knew very little about my grandparents, let alone my ancestors. My father would oftentimes tell us stories of his childhood in communist Poland, but seldom mentioned his parents, except that his father had been a renowned judge after the Second World War, during which he had been an active "resistant" against the Nazi.
After I finished growing up, or so I thought, I left France where my parents had moved to while I was yet a toddler, to live the American Dream, in Colorado Springs, Colorado. I began my college education at a local Community College and finished it in the state next door: Utah. While I was studying, I felt compelled to register for a basic genealogy class. I had come to the point of recognizing the impact of family history in my identity and genuinely desired to know where I came from, to find some anchor in the past.
