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~As told by James Smith
We are the chosen. In each family there is one who seems called to find the
ancestors. To put flesh on their bones and make them live again. To tell the
family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve. Doing genealogy
is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing life into all who have
gone before. We are the story tellers 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: 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 I am, 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 and losses, their never giving in or giving up, their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family. It goes to deep pride that the fathers fought and some died to make and keep us a nation. It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us.
Use this space to write a short paragraph about your ancestor. The image links to the person page, the link below can lead to any page you choose. Sample picture only.
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Use this space to write a short paragraph about your ancestor. The image links to the person page, the link below can lead to any page you choose. Sample picture only.
Use this space to write a short paragraph about your ancestor. The image links to the person page, the link below can lead to any page you choose. Sample picture only.
Use this space to write a short paragraph about your ancestor. The image links to the person page, the link below can lead to any page you choose. Sample picture only.
Use this space to write a short paragraph about your ancestor. The image links to the person page, the link below can lead to any page you choose. Sample picture only.
Use this space to write a short paragraph about your ancestor. The image links to the person page, the link below can lead to any page you choose. Sample picture only.
Use this space to write a short paragraph about your ancestor. The image links to the person page, the link below can lead to any page you choose. Sample picture only.
That is why I do my family genealogy, and that is what calls those young and old to step up and restore the memory or greet those who we had never known before. "It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us. It is of equal pride and love that our mothers struggled to give us birth, without them we could not exist, and so we love each one, as far back as we can reach. That we 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 they and they are the sum of who we are. 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 my 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 restore the memory or greet those who we had never known before."
by Della M. Cummings Wright; Rewritten by her granddaughter Dell Jo Ann McGinnis Johnson; Edited and Reworded by Tom Dunn, 1943.
Charlotte Turner
Charlotte and her brother Sean immigrated from Ireland with their parents in the mid 1890's. Both of their parents died on the voyage so they lived with their mother's sister. Charlotte married John Jones in 1910.
Fred Smith
Fred was one of the first people buried in Greenwood Cemetery. This cemetery is one of the oldest in the city. Many of our family members are buried there as early at 1868. Add information here about this cemetery. Where is the place located? Who lived there? What other details are interesting?
Robert Boudreaux
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Susan Melancon
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Danielle Burton
This is filler content so you can see what a couple of paragraphs might look like. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar.
Samuel Johnson
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We've been researching
this family name for over 30 years. I found lots of information at the State
Archives, but once the internet exploded with genealogy, many more doors
have been opened for me to research.
If you have something you would like to add or if you would like to submit documents for inclusion on this web, please let me know.
Why
waste your money looking up your family tree? Just go into politics
and your opponents will do it for you.
Everyone
has ancestors and it is only a question of going back far enough
to find a good one.
We've
uncovered some embarrassing ancestors in the not-too-distant
past. Some horse thieves, and some people killed on Saturday
nights. One of my relatives, unfortunately, was even in the
newspaper business.
Southerners
are so devoted to genealogy that we see a family tree under
every bush.
My
grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty.
She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the hell she
is.
You
can use this area to place information about family or places.
Just add them in!
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