I Have NOT been Counted

As someone who combs the census records looking for my ancestors it has come to my attention that I have NOT been counted for awhile.

It has not been on purpose that I have gone missing...it was just that I lived outside the box for a little over a decade.

Living on a sailboat in the Western Caribbean and only returning to the States for a couple of weeks a year has left me a little hard to find if you only look for me in a census.

If you really wanted to find me you can.  I am on facebook, twitter, google+, and I blog.  So I am out there.  I also can be found in passport applications.

As I checked in and out of Guatemala last week I wondered what was to become of the those pieces of paper that every country had me fill out.  Would anyone digitize them? Would they fall behind some desk only to be swept up and thrown away at the end of the day?  Would they be able to read my horrible handwriting?

What will my descendents think when I do not turn up in the usual places?  Will I be someone's "Brick Wall"?

Oh, and do not bother for looking for me in the 1950 Census.  You won't find me there either!

~ Cindy