I grew up in Benton County, Arkansas, attending school there in Gravette through the 9th grade, when I and my brothers moved a bit south to Washington County. Since then, I've traveled far and visited exotic locations, which is where I met my beloved husband who is a gift from God. But no matter where I've travelled, and what I've accomplished in life, my heart often returns for a visit to a special place of childhood memories and simpler times. I've been working on my Family History for several years now, and it's a labor of love which has given me new perspectives on life and the situations normal people find themselves in as they try to live their lives. And from everything I've learned in this research, there is one note that rises above all others... we must remember our ancestors and learn about them, about their lives, and how they fit into the timeline of history. They live in the attics of our minds, and to truly know ourselves, to truly pass along the best lessons of who we are to our children, we must first know those who came before us, but are responsible for us being here today. The human stories of our ancestors are truly fascinating, and more importantly, deeply rooted in our own souls.

For anyone researching your family history, don't lose faith. The longer you work on it, the harder it is sometimes, but the results of your labor will be worth it, I promise you. Good luck to you all.

I grew up in Benton County, Arkansas, attending school there in Gravette through the 9th grade, when I and my brothers moved a bit south to Washington County. Since then, I've traveled far and visited exotic locations, which is where I met my beloved husband who is a gift from God. But no matter where I've travelled, and what I've accomplished in life, my heart often returns for a visit to a special place of childhood memories and simpler times. I've been working on my Family History for several years now, and it's a labor of love which has given me new perspectives on life and the situations normal people find themselves in as they try to live their lives. And from everything I've learned in this research, there is one note that rises above all others... we must remember our ancestors and learn about them, about their lives, and how they fit into the timeline of history. They live in the attics of our minds, and to truly know ourselves, to truly pass along the best lessons of who we are to our children, we must first know those who came before us, but are responsible for us being here today. The human stories of our ancestors are truly fascinating, and more importantly, deeply rooted in our own souls.

For anyone researching your family history, don't lose faith. The longer you work on it, the harder it is sometimes, but the results of your labor will be worth it, I promise you. Good luck to you all.