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The Story Tellers...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 again, 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 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 am I and why do 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 they fought to make and keep us a Nation. It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us. 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 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.
Originally written by Della M. Cummings Wright. Re-written by her Grand Daughter, Della JoAnn McGinnis Johnson. Edited and Reworded By Tom Dunn
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I have been adding and deleting all morning with no problem. I just clicked on my photo and the delete option came up. But only for photos I added. Thanks.
|LeRoy Ellis||RE: Nettie Powell Monument Photo|
Done. Thanks. No disrespect intended.
|LeRoy Ellis||Nettie Powell Monument Photo|
Please contact LeRoy at email@example.com ref replacing monument photo with photo of monument without grass covering. Thanks
|Jay Brown||RE: William Pinson|
I thank you also for the work you do for all these cemeteries. I will always preserve keep up on this cemetery. I have so many plans and plan to install a road behind the church after I clear the woods behind the church. My family will never be forgotten. Thank you for all you do on here. ~Jay
|Jay Brown||William Pinson|
You would be wrong about the date. Blow the picture up if you have to. This is my family cemetery and I take care of it. I know for a fact that it is a 3. This cemetery sits in the woods behind the bible Baptist church and I found that there was no trust set up. So I take care of it. My granny was the last to be laid to rest here. I have cleared the whole property. If you change this date you would be clearly wrong. I have even done an outline of the cemetery with all information on it in case it gets weathered away. ~Jay
|Robin Knowles Miner||James Martin Entrekin|
I forgot one thing. I delete my entry, but then the link to his second wife was gone! Could you link James to 36121179 Effie L McCalman Heath.
She married James on 9 Dec 1917 in Carroll County, GA. After James died,she married Frank Heath after 1930.
|Robin Knowles Miner||James Martin Entrkin|
Well, a picture IS worth a lot, isn't it! I was relying on a family tree of another Entrekin who listed James' burial site as Bethel:
I am so thankful that you set me on the right path! I will delete my entry for James, which will be hard as he was my Great Grand Uncle. But I want things accurate, so I will. I never knew much about my Etrekin side as Mama's daddy, Martin Luther Entrekin, died when she was 6 years old. Grandma never talked about him since by the time I came along, he had been gone for 18 years.
Much that I have learned has been from wonderful folks like you. I am correcting my tree, also and cannot thank you enough for posting the photo. And to think, I live 30 minutes away and never knew I had relatives so close!
Many thanks, (and thanks for linking him to my GG Grandparents) Robin Knowles Miner
|Grace||Josh Wiginton Tombstone|
I added a high resolution photo of his tombstone (Taken by Tom Black in 2010). It clearly shows the birth year as 1850 NOT 1880. Haven't been able to connect with Tom for permission to use his photo, but thought it was necessary to clear up some of the confusion over Josh Wiginton's birth year. Earliest census record shows him born in 1852 as you have noted.
As a fellow "Story Teller" I appreciate all that you do (which is A LOT!!!)
Added by Grace on Oct 02, 2014 6:29 AM
|Lloyd Brannon||D. W. Payne|
Thank you Elice. Even though this is a distant and extended family, it is nice to see more information about the individual.
Thank you and have a great week.
|Audrey||Laura P Brooks Scott, 114693060|
Thank you, Ellece, for the name correction of Laura Brooks Scott. About 5 years ago my husband and I visited the cemetery looking for headstones of Francis Marion and Mary Franklin Grant Brooks, which we located. At the time we had no knowledge of any of their children being buried in that cemetery. My husband is a descendant of Francis and Mary through their son, W. J. (Jasper), and Jasper's daughter, Fronnie.
Added by Audrey on Sep 27, 2014 1:47 PM
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