I grew up in NE Iowa, but have lived in the south suburbs of Chicago since 1958. In 2019 we moved to Idaho.

I have been doing genealogy since 1998 and I am researching the families of: Lowell, Stamm, Burr, Wigal, Platt, Weed, Lamphier/Lamphear, Mazzocca, DeNardo/DiNardo, and DeNovellis.

If you find any errors in my info, please let me know so I can fix them. I will gladly transfer any memorial that is not my relative. I am also willing to add any links or additional information you may have.

Dear Ancestor

Your tombstone stand among the rest,
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.

It reaches out to all who care:
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist,
You died, and I was born.

Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse,
Entirely not our own.

Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.

I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author Unknown

I grew up in NE Iowa, but have lived in the south suburbs of Chicago since 1958. In 2019 we moved to Idaho.

I have been doing genealogy since 1998 and I am researching the families of: Lowell, Stamm, Burr, Wigal, Platt, Weed, Lamphier/Lamphear, Mazzocca, DeNardo/DiNardo, and DeNovellis.

If you find any errors in my info, please let me know so I can fix them. I will gladly transfer any memorial that is not my relative. I am also willing to add any links or additional information you may have.

Dear Ancestor

Your tombstone stand among the rest,
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.

It reaches out to all who care:
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist,
You died, and I was born.

Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse,
Entirely not our own.

Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.

I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
Author Unknown