Best Viewed With An Open Mind
( Sister site mainly photos - Some known - some not. )
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" Get a cup of java and let the ideas out ! "
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" The challange of Uninterrupted Imagination
comes by simply the stirring of the mind
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So let your spirit wander on its uncertain journey
and you'll be surprised at what you find
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Welcome to our
TREE OF
FAMILY LOVE
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The Story Teller
We are the chosen. My feelings are, in each family, there
is one who seems called to find the ancestors. To put flesh on their bones and make them live agian, to tell the family story
and to feel that somehow they know and approve. To me, doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing
life into all who have gone before. We are the storytellers of the tribe. All tribes have one. We have been called as it were
by our genes. Those who have gone before cry out to us to tell our story. So, we do.
In finding them, we somehow find ourselves. How many graves have I stood before now and
cried ? I have lost count. How many times have I told the ancestors you have a wonderful family you would be proud of us ?
How many times have I walked up to a grave and felt somehow there was love there for me ? I cannot say. It goes beyond just
documenting facts. It goes to who am I and why I do the things I do. It goes to seeing a cemetery about to be lost forever
to weeds and indifference and saying I can't let this happen.
The bones here are bones of my bone and flesh of my flesh. It goes to doing something
about it. It goes to pride in what our ancestors were able to accomplish. How they contributed to what we are today. It goes
to respecting their hardships, their losses and building a life for their family. It goes to deep pride that they fought to
make and keep us a Nation. It goes to a deep and immense never giving in or giving up, their resoluteness to go on understanding
that they were doing it for us. That they might be born who we are. That we might remember them. So we do. With love and caring
and scribing each fact of their existence, because we are them and they are us. So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of
my family. It is up to that one called in the next generation to answer the call and take their place in the long line of
family storytellers. That is why I do my family genealogy and that is what calls those young and old to step up and put flesh
on the bones. -- Authot Unknown
To My Decendants
* From Uncle Mickey *
* (Adapted from a poem by Linda Pyle) *
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Just a picture in a box
Is that all I will be ?
When generations from this day
My decendants stare at me.
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Just a picture in a box
A face but nothing more
Wondering, "Who's that old goat?"
"Was he nice or just a bore?"
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Just a picture in a box
Don't let that come to pass
Identify your snapshots
Provide memories that last.
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Just a picture in a box
For some that may be true
But if you do your homework
It won't be the case for you.
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Dedication, Introduction & Introduction Appendix
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