Brenda Robertson

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Retired Graver

Brenda Robertson has retired from Find a Grave. Their enthusiasm for cemeteries and willingness to help future generations lives on through their contributions to Find a Grave. The management of their memorials has been transfered to Find a Grave.

Bio

I have done family history research since the 1980s. The names I am working on are Abbey, Armstrong, Ronk, Marchael, Hudlow, Williams, Bilyeu, Robertson, Farnsworth, Strange, Younglove, Hutchins, Smith, Creason, Hall and many more.

I enjoy walking in the cemeteries to see who is there even if they are not my family.

"A Visit to the Gravesite"

Dear Ancestor,
Your Tombstone stands among the rest,
Neglected and alone.
The name and dates are chiseled here,
On polished marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care,
Though it is too late to mourn.
You do not know that I exist,
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you,
In flesh, in blood, and bone.
The place you filled so many years ago,
I wonder if you could have known,
Would spread among the ones you left
In all the seeds you've sown.
I wonder if you lived and loved?
I wonder if you ever knew?
That someday I would find you in this spot,
And come to visit you?

Unknown Author

I have done family history research since the 1980s. The names I am working on are Abbey, Armstrong, Ronk, Marchael, Hudlow, Williams, Bilyeu, Robertson, Farnsworth, Strange, Younglove, Hutchins, Smith, Creason, Hall and many more.

I enjoy walking in the cemeteries to see who is there even if they are not my family.

"A Visit to the Gravesite"

Dear Ancestor,
Your Tombstone stands among the rest,
Neglected and alone.
The name and dates are chiseled here,
On polished marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care,
Though it is too late to mourn.
You do not know that I exist,
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you,
In flesh, in blood, and bone.
The place you filled so many years ago,
I wonder if you could have known,
Would spread among the ones you left
In all the seeds you've sown.
I wonder if you lived and loved?
I wonder if you ever knew?
That someday I would find you in this spot,
And come to visit you?

Unknown Author

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