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ON THE TWELFTH DAY OF CHRISTMAS My True Love gave to me, Twelve Census searches, Eleven printer cartridges, Ten e-mail contacts, Nine headstone rubbings, Eight birth and death dates, Seven town clerks sighing, Six second cousins, Five coats of arms, Four GEDCOM files Three old wills, Two CD-ROMs One Bible entry. |
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Genealogy: Tracing yourself back to better people. I trace my family history so I will know who to blame. Can a first cousin, once removed, return? Searching for lost relatives? Win the lottery! Do I even WANT ancestors? Genealogy: Where you confuse the dead and irritate the living. Every family tree has some sap in it. Friends come and go, but relatives tend to accumulate. Genealogists never die, they just lose their roots. Genealogy: A haystack full of needles. It's the threads I need. Heredity: Everyone believes in it until their children act like fools. I think my family tree is a few branches short of full bloom. Life is lived forwards, but understood backwards. Theory of relativity: If you go back far enough, we're all related |