I received this from a friend who got it from another friend, but it is a good
idea for getting in touch with other people researching the same line that we
are :
Jean
akaKUEKER@aol.com
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I received the following little "poem" from a friend who types this on a 3x5
card then puts her name, relationship, snail-mail address and e-mail
address on the back, then laminates it, punches a hole in it and ties it to a
single stem artificial flower and puts it on her ancestor's graves when she is
visiting
another little something ya'all might enjoy and relate to!
jean
akaKUEKER@aol.com
Humor only genealogists can appreciate:
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My family coat of arms ties at the back....is that normal?
My family tree is a few branches short! All help appreciated
My ancestors must be in a witness protection program!
Shake your family tree and watch the nuts fall!
My hobby is genealogy, I raise dust bunnies as pets.
How can one ancestor cause so much
If anyone's interested there's a 10 generation wall chart available at:
http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Hollow/8852/familytreerings.html
J. Alan Williams
jawill@eastky.net
Sikeston Standard Democrat: Obituaries Column
STANDARD----DEMOCRAT
Obituarie
Thomas J. Neal
CHARLESTON - Thomas J. "Juby" Neal, 73, died at 3:20 a.m. Feb. 20, 1999, at
the Charleston Manor.
Born Aug. 27, 1925, in Morehouse to the late Matthew and Elsie Bailey Neal, he
had lived for 23 years in Ste. Genevieve, where he was a member of the Ste.
Genevieve Catholic Church and Knights of Columbus and was employed with the
Alton and Southern Railroad until he retired in 1986
thought ya'all might enjoy this little poem..was sent from another list.....
jean
akaKUEKER@aol.com
THE CENSUS TAKER
It was the first day of census, and all through the land;
The pollster was ready ... a black book in hand.
He mounted his horse for a long dusty ride;
His book and some quills were tucked close by his side.
A long winding ride down a road barely there;
Toward the smell of fresh bread wafting, up through the air.
The woman was tired, with lines on her face;
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