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From: "DianaMarie Fitzgerald" <>
Subject: Re: Genealogy Poem
Date: Wed, 21 Jul 1999 09:23:20 +1000


Hi everyone,
I have back tracked my family to Hertfordshire England.
As I live in Australia I am unable to pop around the corner for resources
like library's etc...
Is there anywhere on line I can access that would have BDM's for
England>Hertfordshire?
LSL but have no joy.
Thank you all
P.S. thank you to all that sent sheep and oranges<grin>
Cheers
Di cold but sunny NQ.

Diana Marie Fitzgerald
North West Atherton Tablelands Queensland
Volunteer of Random Genealogical Kindness @
http://www.rootsweb.com/~tnraogk/index.htm
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Date: Wednesday, 21 July 1999 6:47
Subject: Genealogy Poem

>A friend of mine gave this to me and I thought the rest of you grandmas
(and
>others) out there might enjoy it.
>
>> There's been a change in Grandma, we've noticed her of late.
>> She always reading history or jotting down some date.
>> She's tracking back the family, we'll all have pedigrees.
>> Oh, Grandma's got a hobby - she's climbing FAMILY TREES.
>>
>> Poor Grandpa does the cooking, and now, or so he states,
>> That worst of all, he has to wash the cups and dinner plates.
>> Grandma can't be bothered, she busy as a bee,
>> Compiling genealogy for the FAMILY TREE.
>>
>> She has no time to babysit, the curtains are a fright,
>> No buttons left on Grandpa's shirt, the flower bed's a sight.
>> She's given up her club work and the soaps on TV,
>> The only thing she does nowadays is climb the FAMILY TREE.
>>
>> She goes down to the courthouse and studies ancient lore,
>> We know more about our forebears than we ever knew before.
>> The books are old and dusty, they make poor Grandma sneeze,
>> A minor irritation when you're climbing the FAMILY TREE.
>>
>> The mail is all for Grandma, it comes from near and far,
>> Last week she got the proof she needs to join the D.A.R.
>> A monumental project all do agree,
>> All from climbing up the FAMILY TREE.
>>
>> Now some folks came from Scotland, some from Galway Bay,
>> Some were French as pastry, some German all the way.
>> Some went West to stake there claims, some stayed there by the sea.
>> Grandma hopes to find them all, as she climbs the FAMILY TREE.
>>
>> She wanders through the graveyard in search of date and name,
>> The rich, the poor, the in-between, all sleeping there the same.
>> She pauses now and then to rest, fanned by a gentle breeze,
>> That blows above the Fathers of all our FAMILY TREES.
>>
>> There are pioneers and patriots, mixed in our kith and kin,
>> Who blazed the paths of wilderness and fought through thick and thin.
>>
>> But none more staunch than Grandma, whose eyes light up with glee,
>> Each time she finds a missing branch for the FAMILY TREE.
>>
>> Their skills were wide and varied, from carpenter to cook,
>> And one, alas, the records show, was hopelessly a crook.
>> Blacksmith, weaver, farmer, judge - some tutored for a fee.
>> Once lost in time, now all recorded on the FAMILIY TREE.
>>
>> To some it's just a hobby, to Grandma it's much more,
>> She learns the joys and heartaches of those that went before.
>> They loved, they lost, they laughed, they wept - and now, for you and
>me,
>> They live again in spirit, around the FAMILY TREE.
>>
>> At last she's nearly finished and we are each exposed,
>> Life will be the same again, this we all supposed.
>> Grandma will cook and sew, serve cookies with our tea.
>> We'll all be fat, just as before the wretched FAMILY TREE.
>>
>> Sad to relate, the preacher called and visited for a spell.
>> We talked about the Gospel, and other things as well.
>> The heathen folk, the poor and then - twas fate, it had to be,
>> Somehow the conversation turned to Grandma and the FAMILY TREE.
>>
>> He never knew his Grandpa, his mother's name was.....Clark?
>> He and Grandma talked and talked, while outside it grew dark.
>> We'd hoped our fears were groundless, but just like some disease,
>> Grandma's become an addict - she's hooked on FAMILY TREES.
>>
>> Our souls are filled with sorrow, our hearts sad with dismay.
>> Our ears could scarce believe the words we heard our Grandma say,
>> "It sure is a lucky thing that you have come to me,
>> I know exactly how it's done. I'll climb your FAMILY TREE.
>
>Sue
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