A workplace in the Federal Triangle area of Washington.
“You know, when I leave the Archives and go home to my neighborhood in Southeast DC, I go to a very different place than you do.”
The employee, an African-American archives technician, was talking to my twin sister, Eva, in the late 1980s. His comment about her and their colleagues led to a long conversation between them about those different places.
Then and in other talks with Eva, he shared some glimpses into his life outside work and what had shaped him in his youth. They also talked about employment opportunities. And about their work together in the records declassification division of the National Archives and Records Administration (NARA).
I’ve had some similar conversations with colleagues different (in race, ethnic origin, gender, sexual orientation) from me, a white, heterosexual, middle class female. As with everyone we encounter in real life or the virtual world, but don’t know at deep levels, the most we get are glimpses of each other. What people choose to share. Or not.
How we treat each other, what we do with those glimpses, is “entirely up to us,” to quote President Obama’s speech after the shooting of Gaby Giffords. More and more, we see the choices the President referred to online. But if we only look at one place, we may miss what people are sharing about themselves in neighborhoods we do not enter.
In a thoughtful post in October, Kathleen D. Roe, President of the Society of American Archivists (SAA), wrote about “An archivist’s neighborhood.” She believes that “Archives have an incredible power to expand the range of people and stories we know and the experiences in which we can share through another person’s life.” Kathleen shared the story of Genevieve Hankins-Hawke. Kathleen explained,
“I got to know Genevieve through the records of New York State’s World War II War Council. Genevieve was a 30-something African-American nurse, widow and mother during the war. She saw a job posting for a nursing position at a hospital in Salamanca (that’s in western NY).
She sent her impressive resume and application letter. Travel being challenging at that time, and the need for nurses and hiring practices different, she was immediately offered a position, also by mail. When she reported for work, she was told by the hospital administrator “Oh, my, we didn’t realize you were a negro. We can’t have you working here.” She was ‘dismissed’ and returned to her home in downstate NY.”
Her post was one of many things I read this year that made me stop at think. At blogs, on Twitter, on the SAA administered Archives & Archivists Listserv, on the ARMA administered Recmgmt-L, a forum where some ARMA members gather.
For whom do we work? Who depends on us? How are we serving them? And each other?
How can we better communicate our goals, objectives, obligations, across related professions? Be honest and realistic about our work? Learn as well as teach? Respect differences while seeking common ground? Better understand the extent to which our perceptions of “reality” are not the same?
I’ve been thinking about that during walks in Washington. Walking helps provide me a break from work, reduce stress, mitigate against burnout, and gives me a chance to think through choices and issues.
Other coping strategies also fit with what AOTUS David S. Ferriero discussed in his thoughtful article, “Burnout at the Reference Desk.” Reading history and biography helps people understand the lives of others. Literature helps develop empathy. Thoughtful commentary on professional and workplace issues leads to insights and encourages efforts to find solutions.
Because I work in the center city, my walks are in the part of Washington tourists know best. I see beautiful scenes as I walk.
As the National Archives demonstrated in an exhibit in 1990 for which Bruce Bustard wrote the guide, there always has been and still is a “Washington: Behind the Monuments.” These images from the 1930s from the holdings of the Library of Congress show tenement dwellings near the Capitol that still were there in 1954 when my family moved to Washington.
My father, a recent immigrant–like my mother, a displaced person after World War II–supported a family of four in Washington on a mid-level civil servant’s salary. We didn’t live in dilapidated dwellings. But I saw the slum buildings in the 1950s during my childhood as I rode past the Capitol on public transit. Rode home to a different place. A home in a mixed middle and working class neighborhood. One where I grew up with a sense of limitless opportunities ahead of me. Ones not available to everyone who lived in the Washington area then. Or lives here now.
I thought about the long-ago conversation between my sister and her colleague when I saw a tweet from a records professional this year. The person observed about online messages posted by archivists who expressed differing views on the truth in archival records and on history and historiography:
“I want to weep for the future of archives ‘professionals’ & all this ‘diversity privilege’ crap. #shutupandgettowork.”
I hadn’t participated in the message thread. But I once had met the tweeter in person. I thought about the hashtag. I said nothing in reply on Twitter.
Elsewhere in my Twitter feed, an archivist on another spot on the ideological spectrum from the tweeter shared her views on the message thread. She tweeted about concerns for safety in the professional forum. Another archivist tweeted a response that her framing was unfair and hyperbolic. To her credit, she walked back some of the wording about safety in that particular setting but explained what she has experienced in other forums. She described her life experiences as reflecting privilege in some areas, marginalization in others.
I didn’t respond to the tweet that told posters to #shutupandgettowork. Or to the one expressing concern about the forum where the original discussion occurred. I thought for a couple of days about what I value and then wrote a blog post, “Free from discrimination, hostility, and intimidation.” I described the commitment to creating safe space in workplaces such as NARA.
I’ve spent a lot of time this year thinking about coded and distancing language. And the framing that encourages open communications. About barriers and safe spaces. About doors that are closed. And door that are open.
And why instead of asking “how does it look to you?” people so often say, “I am fine as I am. And I don’t see the issues you raise.” And with a shrug of “it works for me,” turn away from each other.
I’ve also thought about what records about controversies and defeats and abuses and victories and achievements tell us about what really happened and why. And about historical narratives. And the purpose of archives and museums. And about rights for the disempowered. About passionate advocacy. And why working the steps is important in considering complex historical narratives, such as those of our records of rights. And most of all, I thought about records, how they are created and why and who gets to see them and learn from them.
These questions have professional implications for those of us in library, archives, records, or history functions. We need to have conversations about going to or coming from “a very different place than you.” About education, hiring, employment and labor issues. And the challenges faced in working with records analog, digitized, and born-digitial.
To recognize that “understanding does not equal support or liking” as @crowgirl42 tweeted a few days ago. But as she observed, that understanding can represent an effort to gain insight into others’ thinking,
The functions and mission of the National Archives are easy to convey in archival settings. For whom do NARA employees work? For the American people. All of them, regardless of economic class, gender, lifestyle, politics, profession, race, or country of origin.
I cherish an archival mission based on the public trust. The public trust as it extends to those who cannot speak except through records that share parts of their stories. The notion of the public trust is fairly easy to convey to fellow archivists. So, too, why archives and history matter.
Discussing the effect of working to share knowledge with the American people in a position of public trust is more complicated outside the archival community. An information professional wrote in a LinkedIn piece about the history of records management, “The information available on the various media formats can either be helpful or harmful” to the creating organization.
Helpful or harmful aren’t terms we use in archives. As a former Acting Archivist of the United States once observed, we look at mission in terms of protecting “the records, good and bad, of the administrations of the past” in order to make the disclosable portions available to the public.
A year ago, Brad H. pointed to unresolved dynamics in the records life cycle in a blog post at the SAA records management roundtable’s blog, The Schedule. Brad observed that
“A lot of records management positions reside in or adjacent to their organization’s legal departments, particularly in private companies, because a lot of what the records manager does is mitigate risk. In this formulation of the profession, the records manager is looking to identify classes of documents that might cause harm to the organization, and to be aware of any laws that might pertain to retention of those documents. The idea, then, is to prescribe retention periods that have employees holding on to potentially damaging records for as small a time period as possible, then destroying them as soon as practical.”
He asked, “I do wonder to what extent people who are serving in the dual role of archivist and records manager are more cognizant of their historical responsibility and/or resistant to pressure to allow destruction of potentially harmful, but historically significant, records.”
To what he wrote I would add, taking an oath to uphold the Constitution as a civil servant (not a contractor), to take into account the public trust, can make a huge difference, as well. Not necessarily in outcomes. But in assessing the choices people who work with Federal records have to make and what affects working conditions.
As I read Brad’s thoughtful essay I thought about issues I once had raised. Questions about the effect of risk minimization on knowledge. Of how to balance learning from the past and vested interests in how a narrative is presented. And the effect of actions such as the removal of Henry Kissinger’s records from the Department of State.
A corporate records manager has fiduciary, regulatory, and legal obligations, among others. The employing corporation may have various shareholders, clients, consumers. But the American people aren’t affected in the same way they are in governmental decisions on which records to treat as temporary and which as permanent. In Fedland, all who want to study the story of the United States are the beneficiary clients regardless of whether the narrative in the records is tragic, abusive, sobering or beautiful, uplifting, inspiring.
Sharing knowledge is what makes the archival mission transcendent for many of us. That transcendence doesn’t come from sharing any one kind of record or story about a particular place but about as many people and places as possible. Thirty eight years ago, on December 6, I started my job at the National Archives. You see my badge from 1977, my first full year on the job. And you see me in the Rotunda of the National Archives and Records Administration a month ago, October 28, 2014.
My journey from 1976 to 2014 didn’t turn out to be what I expected. But I have experienced the wonderful joy that comes from working to preserve and open records and watching my successors share knowledge.
Sharing knowledge involves many people. We need to do better in recognizing and understanding their voices. In the records we work to preserve. In conversations where we talk about our lives. And in our professional forums. To be brave enough to ask and then listen to the answer to “how does this look to you?”























































