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From: "Florence Dean" <>
Subject: Re: [ENG-CAMB] Grandma's family tree
Date: Thu, 17 Jun 2004 14:21:21 +0100
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Hi Maureen

Just how my family feel about my hobby.

"Steve" Happy to be a grandma






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From: "Maureen Rust" <>
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Sent: Thursday, June 17, 2004 1:20 PM
Subject: [ENG-CAMB] Grandma's family tree


> Someone sent this to the Cheshire list and I thought it was brilliant.
> Maureen (Mo)
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> GRANDMA AND THE FAMILY TREE
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> There's been a change in Grandma, we've noticed her of late,
> She's reading history or jotting down some date.
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> She's tracking back the family, we'll all have pedigrees.
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> Oh, Grandma's got a hobby, she's climbing Family Trees.
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> Poor Grandpa does the cooking and now, or so he states,
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> That worst of all, he has to wash the cups and Dinner plates.
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> Grandma can't be bothered, she's busy as a bee,
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> Compiling Genealogy, for the Family Tree.
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> She has no time to baby-sit, the curtains are a fright.
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> No buttons left on Grandad's shirt, the flower bed's a sight.
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> She's given up her club work, the serials on TV,
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> The only thing she does nowadays is climb the Family Tree.
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> She goes down to the Courthouse and studies ancient lore,
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> We know more about our forebears than we ever knew before.
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> The books are old and dusty, they make poor Grandma sneeze,
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> A minor irritation when you're climbing Family Trees.
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> The mail is all for Grandma,it comes from near and far,
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> Last week she got the proof she needs to join the DAR.
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> A worthwhile avocation, to that we all agree,
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> A monumental project, to climb the Family Tree.
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> Now some folks came from Scotland and some from Galway Bay,
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> Some were French as pastry, some German, all the way.
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> Some went on West to stake their claim. Some stayed near by the sea.
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> Grandma hopes to find them all as she climbs the Family Tree.
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> She wanders through the graveyard in search of date or name,
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> The rich, the poor, the in-between, all sleeping there the same.
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> She pauses now and then to rest, fanned by a gentle breeze,
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> That blows above the Fathers of all our Family Trees.
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> There were pioneers and patriots mixed in our kith and kin,
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> Who blazed the paths of wilderness and fought through thick and thin.
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> But none more staunch than Grandma, whose eyes light up with glee,
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> Each times she finds a missing branch for the Family Tree.
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> Their skills were wide and varied, from Carpenter to Cook,
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> And one (Alas) the record shows was hopelessly a crook.
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> Blacksmith, weaver,farmer,judge,some tutored for a fee.
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> Long lost in time, now all recorded on the Family Tree.
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> To some it's just a hobby, to Grandma it's much more,
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> She knows the joys and heartaches of those who went before.
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> They loved,they lost,they laughed, they wept, and now for you and me,
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> They live again in spirit, around the Family Tree.
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> At last she's nearly finished and we are each exposed.
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> Life will be the same again, this we supposed !
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> Grandma will cook and sew, serve cookies with our tea.
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> We'll all be fat, just as before that wretched Family Tree.
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> Sad to relate, The Preacher called and visited for a spell,
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> We talked about the Gospel, and other things as well,
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> The heathen folk, the poor- and then- 'twas fate, it had to be,
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> Somehow the conversation turned to Grandma and the Family Tree.
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> We tried to change the subject, we talked of everything,
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> But then in Grandma's voice we heard that old familiar ring.
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> She told him all about the past and soon was plain to see,
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> The Preacher, too, was nearly snared by Grandma and the Family Tree.
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> He never knew his Grandpa, his mother's name was ..Clark?
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> He and Grandma talked and talked, outside it grew quite dark.
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> We'd hoped our fears were groundless, but just like some disease,
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> Grandma's become an addict--- She's hooked on Family Trees.
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> Our souls were filled with sorrow, our hearts sank with dismay,
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> Our ears could scarce believe the words we heard our Grandma say,
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> "It sure is a lucky thing that you have come to me,
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> I know exactly how it's done, I'll climb your Family Tree.
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> Author Unknown.
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