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Genealogy
begins as an interest,
Becomes a hobby; Continues as an avocation, Takes over as an obsession, And in its last stages Is an incurable disease. |
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"Lives of great men all
remind us we can make our lives sublime, and,
Longfellow, Henry
Wadsworth (1807-1882):
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If...... If you could see your ancestors, all standing in a row, Would you be proud of them, or don't you really know? Strange discoveries are made, in climbing family trees, And some of them, you know, might not particularly please There might be some of them, you wouldn't care to know. But here is another question, that requires a different view. If you could meet your ancestors, what would they think of YOU? --Mable Baker |
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Some branches are broken, others
snarled and bent, still many are missing, where could they have went? But
the trunk is still firm, the roots are down deep, they hold many truths
that still lay there asleep.
I'm searching the limbs for the secrets they hold, for lost tales and stories that's never been told, I'm looking for family that was lost in the ramble, for truths about them for me to unscramble. I may find a scoundrel and a wild renegade or two, you'll find them in all families, that's really not new. The fact that I found them, that's all that counts, I feel I have gained something, my curiosity mounts. I've got the taste of blood, there's no stopping me now, I'll not rest nor will I laggar till I solve this somehow, it may take some doing and a lot more of my time, but I promise before I'm done it will all turn out fine. When it all gets together and my rigorous quest is through, I'll go back to my notes in hopes of finding something new. The search bug has bit me, leaving
me still in that frame, for that thrill of the search is still embed
in my brain.
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