Researching the life of Rachel Flowers is more difficult than I initially thought. It is quite a headache, a good, yet frustrating headache. Searching for a person born at the turn of the twentieth century, a black person, a black woman, holds many limitations. I truly hope to find a family member, one of her nieces, nephews, or even son or daughter. Beyond federal documents, I want to know how she felt, how she lived, and her personality. I guess I can only hope right.