Bill Wallace
- Member for
- 26 years 2 months 7 days
- Find a Grave ID
Bio
My wife Jean and I have been doing genealogy for about 32 years. We do it out of love for our families. My families are: Wallace, Owen,Rodgers, Farmer, Wood, Wilson, Steelman, Speer, Jacks, Hosier & Kimbrell.
Jean's families are: Hastings, Philpott, Wallace, Green, Bryant, Bateman, Simms, McBride
Update: I have started entering non-members of my family into Findagrave. If you have any correction or would like additional information added please contact me. I will also remove or transfer entry to a proven relative.
My Wife, Jean Bateman Wallace. My Lover, My Friend and the Mother of My Children.
Dear Ancestor
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
In this field of green.
The name and date are chiseled out
For all the world to see.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I'd exist,
You died long before I was born.
Yet we are of one, you and I,
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the life you lived
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
Jean's families are: Hastings, Philpott, Wallace, Green, Bryant, Bateman, Simms, McBride
Update: I have started entering non-members of my family into Findagrave. If you have any correction or would like additional information added please contact me. I will also remove or transfer entry to a proven relative.
My Wife, Jean Bateman Wallace. My Lover, My Friend and the Mother of My Children.
Dear Ancestor
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
In this field of green.
The name and date are chiseled out
For all the world to see.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I'd exist,
You died long before I was born.
Yet we are of one, you and I,
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the life you lived
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
My wife Jean and I have been doing genealogy for about 32 years. We do it out of love for our families. My families are: Wallace, Owen,Rodgers, Farmer, Wood, Wilson, Steelman, Speer, Jacks, Hosier & Kimbrell.
Jean's families are: Hastings, Philpott, Wallace, Green, Bryant, Bateman, Simms, McBride
Update: I have started entering non-members of my family into Findagrave. If you have any correction or would like additional information added please contact me. I will also remove or transfer entry to a proven relative.
My Wife, Jean Bateman Wallace. My Lover, My Friend and the Mother of My Children.
Dear Ancestor
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
In this field of green.
The name and date are chiseled out
For all the world to see.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I'd exist,
You died long before I was born.
Yet we are of one, you and I,
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the life you lived
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
Jean's families are: Hastings, Philpott, Wallace, Green, Bryant, Bateman, Simms, McBride
Update: I have started entering non-members of my family into Findagrave. If you have any correction or would like additional information added please contact me. I will also remove or transfer entry to a proven relative.
My Wife, Jean Bateman Wallace. My Lover, My Friend and the Mother of My Children.
Dear Ancestor
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
In this field of green.
The name and date are chiseled out
For all the world to see.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I'd exist,
You died long before I was born.
Yet we are of one, you and I,
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the life you lived
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
Contributions
(A) Farmer Family
163 Memorials
(A) Parents & Grandparents
22 Memorials
(A) Wallace Family
98 Memorials
