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|I recently became fascinated with researching my family tree and visiting family cemeteries. I hope to find the graves of my ancestors and possibly help others find their family graves.|
"We Are The Chosen"
My feelings are in each family we are 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. 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 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.
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|paulofannandale||Correction on the #s|
The memorial numbers should be 21313707 and 21313721 (James and Mary Carlin). Sorry
I just added grave pictures to two of your memorials and it turns out they are husband and wife (according to the marker). Thought you might want to link them. They are: 21313703 & 21313721
A grave photo for Garnet and a memorial and photo have been added for Frank Gura.
Contact me if you would like me to transfer Frank's info to you.
|palsg||Ernest Leroy Wood & Verna Rose Wood|
THESE ARE DUPLICATES ON FIND-A-GRAVE
Added by palsg on Feb 24, 2012 1:13 PM
|palsg||Verna Rose Wood|
Your submission to Find a Grave is a duplicate
You might want to delete
Added by palsg on Feb 09, 2012 5:15 PM
|palsg||Ernest Leroy Wood|
Your submission to Find a Grave is a duplicate.
You might want to delete yours, but put your picture on the other site
Added by palsg on Feb 09, 2012 5:12 PM
|LReader||RE: Linus Smith|
Linus was my Grandfather. I don't know where he lived at that time. He was married to Lena Maude Fulcher. Patty, Mabel, Lily, MaryEtta and Clarence were their children. His brothers were Will & Claude. He also had other brothers and sisters. His father was John Henry Smith
Added by LReader on Aug 24, 2011 6:49 AM
|Just Plain Nosy||Polston Cemetery|
Hi there! :)
I've been meaning to "hit" this cemetery for a while but finally did it yesterday afternoon. I apologize for the poor quality of some of the photos.
This cemetery is right beside the road, not far from a house or two, and is out in the boonies. I took photos of every marker there.
|Sharon W||RE: THANK YOU!|
Added by Sharon W on Aug 17, 2011 8:46 AM
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