It had been a 72 year wait. Actually, only ten but it certainly felt longer. Every genealogist, whether an amateur or a professional had been waiting for that day for years. The 1940 census was now public.
At first, it was as hard as Obama's affordable health care site. But once traffic slowed, it has proven to be a fantastic tool.
I have found my dad's side of the family who had dodged the census enumerator in 1930. By 1940, Dad and his family had moved from the house he was born in to the house a block away were he'd grow up in. He's also bring his young family into the home to help care for his grandparents. I remember those days fondly. It was also before my grandfather changed careers from the steam railroad to the steel plant, a man I never knew but I'm learning more with each discovery! My love of books and the printed word comes naturally, Grandma was a bookbinder!
I found Mom and her family easily enough. They lived on Orchard Park Road. Once I had the address, I Google mapped the address, hit street view and was able to see the actual house Mom lived in when she was 5. I was even able to recognize neighbors names from stories told in my younger years. Tell me technology isn't a great thing!
It was also the year of Grandpa's hooker (he was a crane operator). Imagine my shock to find out my grandfather had a hooker!
While it's been over a year since the 1940 census came out, I'm far from finished piecing together my family's story. Of course, that doesn't mean I'm not anxiously waiting for the 1950 census to become public in 8 years!

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