Five Minutes with Joyce Boggess

When Joyce Boggess began researching her ancestry, she never expected to find herself face to face with the descendants of the Southern family who once enslaved her family. Now, with a calm resolve, Joyce seeks opportunities to share stories of African American history—her own family’s and those of her hometown, Freeport, Illinois.

A member of Arbor Covenant Church in Madison, Wisconsin, she has written three books on the history of African Americans in Illinois and Mississippi under the pen name Joyce Salter Johnson. She has spent a lifetime studying the genealogy of her family and the history of the communities in which she has lived.

What prompted you to begin researching your genealogy?

Ever since I was a young girl, I wanted to know my family’s history. Who were they? How did they live? I didn’t even know if they were enslaved or free.

I was born in the freedmen settlement of Good Hope, Mississippi, a community built by our emancipated ancestors after the Civil War. When I was 11 years old, our family moved up north to Freeport, Illinois. One block from our new house stood a two-story building—my new, predominately white school. It was my first experience in an integrated school.

I made lifelong friends with classmates who were Greek and Ukrainian immigrants living on the east side of Freeport. Most of them spoke little English, and I spoke very little “Up North.”

The year after we moved, I bought a Brownie Hawkeye camera with S&H Green Stamps I received for my birthday. I wanted to record my family history during summer visits to my grandmother back in Good Hope.

Where did your research lead?

With the help of a genealogist, I was able to trace my family back to my great-great-grandfather, Hardy Salter, who was born enslaved in 1799. He died in 1881.

I wanted to find out more about him, so I researched the family who owned him and confirmed that Hardy was held enslaved in the household of James Salter of Alabama.

In the summer of 2005, when I was 65 years old, I loaded a van with fifteen family members and a small film crew and took a journey back in time. I followed the migration trail of the James Salter family as he moved his family, slaves and all, from South Carolina, Georgia, and Alabama to Neshoba County, Mississippi. There we met Sid Salter—one of the white Salters —and we connected with each other. We witnessed two families—the slave-owning Salters and the Hardy Salter family—distinctly interwoven, illustrating how the idea of family transcends culture, history, and circumstance.

Why did you return to Good Hope, Mississippi, every year to worship in the church of your ancestors as well as in the slaveowners’ church?

Every year, on the first Sunday in August, the Good Hope Freedmen church celebrates “the Revival.” Everyone returns from far and wide to worship with family and to pay homage to departed love ones in the church cemetery. We also visit the cemetery of the white Good Hope church where our enslaved people were buried in the colored cemetery. In 1997, while visiting those graves, we decided to attend the white church service. We were greeted with kindness and Christian love. So each August I attend that church’s early service and then the 11 o’clock service at the Good Hope Baptist Church in the freedmen settlement.

What led you to write books on African American history?

As I began researching my family history, I noticed that a large number of African American men and women had left Good Hope and settled in Freeport during the Great Migration. Curiosity drove me to learn more, and in 1997 I decided to write a book of their stories.

During my research, I uncovered information regarding a bill in the state of Illinois that requires public schools to study the contributions of African Americans and other ethnic groups in their curriculum. I realized that a substantial portion of the history of African Americans in my county was not being taught in classrooms, which meant generations of residents—both black and white—had been taught an inaccurate perspective of the role of African Americans in the county’s history. To correct this omission, two of my books were published by the Stephenson County Historical Society for use in public schools, colleges, and libraries.

The books concentrate on how early black settlers survived major social, economic, and political periods of American history—slavery, Civil War, World War I, the Great Migration, World War II, and the Depression.

What advice would you give someone who is interested in finding out about their own family history?

I think people know this, but it’s important to say. Because of our history of enslavement, tracing family history for African Americans is hard—almost impossible. But if you keep pushing forward, professionals are out there willing to help. And don’t forget to question your elders first as they are the memory keepers.

What do you hope students will take away from your stories?

My book The Freedmen Settlement of Good Hope, Mississippi includes a chapter on violence in Hickory, Mississippi. In my research I discovered that one of my ancestors, Frank Johnson, was lynched because he was a friend of a man suspected of killing a white man. Today my ancestor is memorialized, along with hundreds of others, in the newly opened National Memorial for Peace and Justice Museum in Montgomery, Alabama. I want students to know that all history is important—the good and the not so good family history. If we can get through it and sit down with people of other cultures and ethnicities to wrestle with it, then we can live together. 


Books by Joyce Salter Johnson

The Early Black Settlers of Stephenson County, Illinois, 1830-1930

A Pictorial History of Early Black Settlers of Stephenson County, Illinois, 1830-1930

The Freedmen Settlement of Good Hope, Mississippi: The Beginning


Joyce’s story was highlighted in a recent article published by Equal Justice Initiative on the history of racial terror lynchings in the U.S.

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  1. Thank you so much, Joyce, for telling your story. I’ve loved my family stories since I was five and started writing away for records when I was twelve. So I loved reading your story. How very gracious you are about the hard times as well as the good times. I so agree with the following statement you made and pray it may be so….”I want students to know that all history is important—the good and the not so good family history. If we can get through it and sit down with people of other cultures and ethnicities to wrestle with it, then we can live together.”

  2. I’m so glad your search and journey was positive. When I went on my Sankofa journey many years ago I was originally paired up with a woman who had the same last name as some of my ancestors. Without thinking of what it would mean, I jokingly said maybe we were related. It ended up she was not able to go, I was paired up with someone else, and I lost contact with the original woman.

    Later when I thought about it and learned more of my own ancestry I realized that it was possible (although we have not been able to verify it yet) that my ancestors possibly could have owned her husband’s ancestors. I was horrified! The idea that my ancestors might have owned other people is bad enough. To think of the atrocities that might have been committed against these people (beatings, rape, murder) turns my stomach. I apologize for the sins of my ancestors.

  3. Amazing! Thank you, Joyce, for being a story gatherer and teller. I believe you’ve found a key to a better living space for us all.

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