KrisNord
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I caught the genealogy bug six or seven years ago and never looked back. Leaving behind a trail for future generations to 'discover' their ancestors is my goal. I am so very grateful to others who have taken the time to research and/or record their findings so I, too, have been able to 'discover' the footprints (and graves) left behind by ancestors.
When possible, I am trying to ensure that a there is a findagrave memorial for as many of my ancestors as possible as I include them on my Ancestry family tree. Thanks to many contributors on this website, I am having good luck. Of course, I have a ways to go to complete the task since my first 'New World' ancestors arrived in 1620s in Plymouth.
"A CALLING:
What calls us to find the ancestors? It goes beyond a simple curiosity. We are taken over, compelled, as if possessed by something bigger than us that is begging to be revealed. There is one of us in most every family, called to be the scribe. I am but one of the many in the long line of storytellers of our clan. Like others I am called to gather and assemble the ancestors—to breathe life back into them as far back as we can reach. We take what we find and chronicle the facts of their existence, remembering their names and who they were and what they did. They are the sum of who we are, for without them, we would not exist. We greet those who came before us, restoring their place in the familial line. We scribe their stories and their histories. We search for them in public libraries, county records, and weed-filled or well-kept cemeteries. We comb through yellowed newspapers, family archives, and lovely old letters and photo albums. We find them! And in finding them—we find ourselves.
Catherine (Clemens) Sevenau, Sep 2009"
When possible, I am trying to ensure that a there is a findagrave memorial for as many of my ancestors as possible as I include them on my Ancestry family tree. Thanks to many contributors on this website, I am having good luck. Of course, I have a ways to go to complete the task since my first 'New World' ancestors arrived in 1620s in Plymouth.
"A CALLING:
What calls us to find the ancestors? It goes beyond a simple curiosity. We are taken over, compelled, as if possessed by something bigger than us that is begging to be revealed. There is one of us in most every family, called to be the scribe. I am but one of the many in the long line of storytellers of our clan. Like others I am called to gather and assemble the ancestors—to breathe life back into them as far back as we can reach. We take what we find and chronicle the facts of their existence, remembering their names and who they were and what they did. They are the sum of who we are, for without them, we would not exist. We greet those who came before us, restoring their place in the familial line. We scribe their stories and their histories. We search for them in public libraries, county records, and weed-filled or well-kept cemeteries. We comb through yellowed newspapers, family archives, and lovely old letters and photo albums. We find them! And in finding them—we find ourselves.
Catherine (Clemens) Sevenau, Sep 2009"
I caught the genealogy bug six or seven years ago and never looked back. Leaving behind a trail for future generations to 'discover' their ancestors is my goal. I am so very grateful to others who have taken the time to research and/or record their findings so I, too, have been able to 'discover' the footprints (and graves) left behind by ancestors.
When possible, I am trying to ensure that a there is a findagrave memorial for as many of my ancestors as possible as I include them on my Ancestry family tree. Thanks to many contributors on this website, I am having good luck. Of course, I have a ways to go to complete the task since my first 'New World' ancestors arrived in 1620s in Plymouth.
"A CALLING:
What calls us to find the ancestors? It goes beyond a simple curiosity. We are taken over, compelled, as if possessed by something bigger than us that is begging to be revealed. There is one of us in most every family, called to be the scribe. I am but one of the many in the long line of storytellers of our clan. Like others I am called to gather and assemble the ancestors—to breathe life back into them as far back as we can reach. We take what we find and chronicle the facts of their existence, remembering their names and who they were and what they did. They are the sum of who we are, for without them, we would not exist. We greet those who came before us, restoring their place in the familial line. We scribe their stories and their histories. We search for them in public libraries, county records, and weed-filled or well-kept cemeteries. We comb through yellowed newspapers, family archives, and lovely old letters and photo albums. We find them! And in finding them—we find ourselves.
Catherine (Clemens) Sevenau, Sep 2009"
When possible, I am trying to ensure that a there is a findagrave memorial for as many of my ancestors as possible as I include them on my Ancestry family tree. Thanks to many contributors on this website, I am having good luck. Of course, I have a ways to go to complete the task since my first 'New World' ancestors arrived in 1620s in Plymouth.
"A CALLING:
What calls us to find the ancestors? It goes beyond a simple curiosity. We are taken over, compelled, as if possessed by something bigger than us that is begging to be revealed. There is one of us in most every family, called to be the scribe. I am but one of the many in the long line of storytellers of our clan. Like others I am called to gather and assemble the ancestors—to breathe life back into them as far back as we can reach. We take what we find and chronicle the facts of their existence, remembering their names and who they were and what they did. They are the sum of who we are, for without them, we would not exist. We greet those who came before us, restoring their place in the familial line. We scribe their stories and their histories. We search for them in public libraries, county records, and weed-filled or well-kept cemeteries. We comb through yellowed newspapers, family archives, and lovely old letters and photo albums. We find them! And in finding them—we find ourselves.
Catherine (Clemens) Sevenau, Sep 2009"
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