I finished cataloging my box. It took about twelve hours, and while I didn’t get bored of straight data migration, I was excited my next task involved reading scans of Library of Congress documents on the Wilson administration and segregation. I’m still cataloging, but I have to read most of the documents in order give each a brief description, and in some cases, to determine how it relates to the other documents in its group. Continue reading “Who’s Lying?”
In Which I Meet My Box
My internship at the Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library has started out… comfortably. It was a rainy day that felt cold, and I got to spend it inside a historic house cataloging a box of records and listening to the wind moan and the rain lash the windows. Continue reading “In Which I Meet My Box”