"I haven't seen you in a coon's age"

After an unexpected and eventful detour in Gadsden, Alabama (more about that later), Jonathan and I arrived in Huntsville around 2pm and headed for the library. There we met the amazing (!!!) Donna Dunham who helped us sift through records and records trying to locate the residence of our great-great-great grandparents. I thought it would be nice to leave walking away from where Mary may have been born, the way Henry may have walked. Not an easy task. The only documentation was of our g-g-g grandfather being sued- heh!

What we did figure out, eventually, was that the Carson's lived in Ward 2 of Huntsville. When we looked at their neighbors, it seemed our family was surrounded by railroad workers, housekeepers and prostitutes, so we are able to narrow down the general area to the old train depot. Now located under a sprawling highway, my walk will begin there in the morning.