In all of us there is a hunger, marrow deep, to know our heritage - to know who we are and where we came from. Without this knowledge, there is a hollow yearning . No matter what our attainments in life, there is still a vacuum, an emptiness, and the most disquieting loneliness.--Alex Haley
Tuesday, February 23, 2016
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Weekly recap
We are the chosen.
Genealogy Bug
by Alice Mickey Weddle
Our world is a quiet, peaceful place
We go along at a smooth, even pace;
Until that bug, "Genealogy" bites
Then all is changed, both days and nights.
We search and research every nook and cranny
To find all we can about Gramps and Granny,
Dad and Mom, Uncles and Cousins
We quiz them all, dozens and dozens.
In books we read, in records we search
In old courthouses, and in the church;
We hope to find a great, or a great great
Where they lived, why and how they rate.
With pleasure our records we compile
Each one we add brings a smile:
We are inspired, life is much brighter
That bug, "Genealogy" is a real biter.
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