Lisa Gioia-Acres
historian • author • genealogist
Author
I authored Showgirls of Las Vegas with Arcadia Publishing in 2013 and have been published in several anthologies. I’ve written for Southern Nevada History Project, the Nevada Women’s Virtual Center, and more.
Researcher
I conducted research and interviews with the Oral History Research Center, Three Square Oral History and Biography Project, and more. Personal oral histories, business and organization histories, genealogy, and work on my memoir keep me very busy!
About Lisa
I have always been drawn to hearing the stories of others.
I didn’t set out to become an anthropologist or a historian.
But I believe my early life experience, that of losing my mother and father when I was an infant, somehow put me on this path. When I learned in my early teens how they died, shocked at the details of the tragedy, I began a quest to find out more in the hopes of understanding how this could be my story. I began doing investigative research about my parents; their lives and the circumstances surrounding their deaths. It was like opening Pandora’s Box; I became obsessed with digging up history and writing about it. It helped me to understand many things: the choices I made throughout my life’s journey, how tragedy at any age can affect lives, how the actions of those long dead reverberate on those left behind, and how empowering the search for the past can be for those willing to look behind them to inform their present and future.
My first oral history in 1978. This is Tessa “Grandma” Prisbrey. She built the famous Bottle House in Simi Valley, CA.
Since then, I have gathered many personal life histories and have expanded to conduct business and oral histories as well. In addition, genealogical research – my own personal search for roots and for others, is a gratifying experience.
Blog
Day One 6-12-2023
Tuesday, June 13, 2023 6:20 am Amsterdam, Netherlands This is the beginning of day two of my solo journey. To say that it has been challenging is an understatement. At first, I didn’t feel like writing, nor sharing with anyone via phone, text, or social media because...
Slip Sliding Away
I awake to the sounds of my family readying for the day: five-year-old Pearl sharing last night’s dream with her mom, twelve-going-on-sixteen-year-old Rain cajoled into rolling out of bed, their mom carrying on a stream of “come on, let’s go,” refrain in order to...
time travel is possible
I’ve always been drawn to the idea of time travel. Perhaps it’s because I have lived a life of longing. I never knew my mom and dad because they died before I ever had a chance to know them. I was an infant when they left this earth and have always wondered, what were...