Prime Patriarch

Posted: October 25, 2011 in Prime

The oldest relative of my paternal grandmother was named Alexander Prime. Is it ironic that I am now residing in the same area in which he lived? Sometimes, I think God purposely planted me here in Jacksonville so I would connect with this family. Living here has also allowed me to teach some of the existing Primes a thing or two about their ancestors.

Alexander Prime was from Nassau County, FL. According to U.S. Census information, he may have been born about 1835. I knew he was married to a Harriet Crane. I was fortunate enough to discover the date of the marriage to be April 15, 1869 ( This record also refers to Alexander as A.H. Prime.

It also appears Harriet’s family was from the surrounding area. The 1880 Census lists Alexander and Harriet being neighbors to more individuals named Crane. Given how African-Americans lived back then, I’m willing to guess they were either her parents, siblings or other relatives.

Further research also shows Alexander Prime served in the Army. I have been able to locate documents dating to 1866.

Hello World!

Posted: October 25, 2011 in Uncategorized

Well, I’m finally taking the time to chronicle my genealogy via this blog. Pretty cool, right? Yeah, I bet. However, I feel it is highly important to document all my research, interviews and leave something a bit more concrete for my family, future children and others so they may know about me and family.

This entire process began in January 2002 when I lost my father. I was  in college and got “the call” from my mother. Actually, she informed a roommate who sat me down. I just broke into tears. I had not seen my father in nearly 7.5 years! However, we had always been close while growing up in Chicago, IL. I recount the many summers at my dad’s house when we would plant flowers and vegetables in his yard. I would give almost anything to relive those precious moments. Now, they are merely memories I cling to and hope to one day share with my own children.

When you lose a parent, drafting an obituary can be a daunting task. For some, it’s the fact you’re acknowledging the death. For me, it churned some major emotions in me that forced me to seriously do some soul-searching and learn more about my father’s family. Since I was living in Florida at the time, I needed to take some personal effects from my father’s home in Chicago, IL as keepsakes. I found several photo albums that later provided a good foundation for my genealogical search. Through these photo albums, I learned my father and I had so many similarities. He loved the camera and he was a family man. The best gifts my father gave me (aside from my life) were those albums. They contained many clues that aided me in my genealogy search.

This blog is dedicated to my mother who has aided me along this journey, my father who has given me many clues and the many family members that are all pieces of me.