A one name study involves data collection, analysis, synthesis, publicising the study, responding to inquiries, publication of the results and preserving the study.
I want to acknowledge those who have perpetuated the name and in this pursuit would very much like to connect the Nation individuals to their respective families.
Any information you can give to achieve that end would be greatly appreciated.
If you find an error please do not let it be perpetuated, a quick comment would be helpful.
NATION STUDY is solely for people with the unusual surname of 'Nation or Nations' (and their spouse only). Countries of birth include the UK, USA, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, India, South Africa, Jamaica, France, Germany, Switzerland and Peru.
1851 UK CENSUS (2% Sample Only)
To emphasize my belief in freedom of information; and for the benefit of others, I have included in my genealogy pages a searchable database by surname and household of a 2% sample of the 1851 United Kingdom Census comprising of over 425,000 individuals. (Ireland excluded)
I have no relationship with anyone listed therein - it is not part of my research - I just like to share.
MY FAMILY This database is obviously about my personal family. I hope you enjoy the many facts, bits of information and the pictures on the website. We are Australians who originated in England (my dad's grandfather) & Scotland (my mother). I now reside in the United States.
YOUR FATHER'S NAME
You got it from your father, it was all he had to give
So it's yours to use and cherish for as long as you may live
If you lost the watch he gave you, it can always be replaced;
But a black mark on your name can never be erased
It was clean the day you took it and a worthy name to bear
When he got it from his father; there was no dishonor there
So make sure you guard it wisely, after all is said and done
You'll be glad the name is spotless when you give it to your son.
WE ARE THE CHOSEN
In each family there is one who seems called to find the ancestors.
To put flesh on their bones and make them live again, to tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve.
Doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing life into all who have gone before.
We are the storytellers of the tribe. All tribes have one. We have been called, as it were, by our genes.
Those who have gone before cry out to us, "Tell our story!" So, we do.
In finding them, we somehow find ourselves. How many graves have I stood before now and cried? I have lost count.
How many times have I told the ancestors, "You have a wonderful family; you would be proud of us."
How many times have I walked up to a grave and felt somehow there was love there for me? I cannot say.
It goes beyond just documenting facts. It goes to who am I and why do I do the things I do.
It goes to seeing a cemetery about to be lost forever to weeds and indifference and saying, "I can't let this happen."
The bones here are bones of my bone and flesh of my flesh. It goes to doing something about it.
It goes to pride in what our ancestors were able to accomplish, how they contributed to what we are today.
It goes to respecting their hardships and losses, their never giving in or giving up, their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family.
It goes to deep pride that the fathers fought and some died to make and keep us a Nation.
It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us.
It is of equal pride and love that our mothers struggled to give us birth.
Without them we could not exist, and so we love each one, as far back as we can reach.
That we might be born who we are. That we might remember them. So, we do.
With love and caring and scribing each fact of their existence, because we are they and they are the sum of who we are.
So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of my family.
It is up to that one called in the next generation to answer the call and take my place in the long line of family storytellers.
That is why I do my family genealogy, and that is what calls those young and old to step up
and restore the memory or greet those whom we had never known before.