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The
Story Tellers: We are the chosen ones.
My
feelings are that in each family there is one who seems called
to find the ancestors. To put flesh on their bones and make
them live again, to tell the family story and to feel that
somehow they know and approve.
To me, doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but,
instead, breathing life into all who have gone before. We are
the story tellers of the tribe. All tribes have one. We have
been called as it were, by our genes.
Those who have gone before cry out to us: Tell our story! So,
we do. In finding them, we somehow find ourselves. How many graves
have I stood before and cried? I have lost count. How many times
have I told the ancestors, "You have a wonderful family,
you would be proud of us!" How many times have I walked
up to a grave and felt somehow there was love there for me? I
cannot say.
It goes beyond just documenting facts. It goes to who am I and
why do I do the things I do. It goes to seeing a cemetery about
to be lost forever to weeds and indifference, and saying I can't
let this happen. The bones here are bones of my bone and flesh
of my flesh. It goes to doing something about it.
It goes to pride in what our ancestors were able to accomplish.
How they contributed to what we are today. It goes to respecting
their hardships and losses, their never giving in or giving up,
their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family.
It goes to deep pride that they fought to make and keep us a
Nation. It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they
were doing it for us. That we might be born who we are. That
we might remember them. So we do. With love and caring and scribing
each fact of their existence, because we are them and they are
us. (For we without them cannot be made perfect.)
So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of my family. It is
up to that one called in the next generation to answer the call
and take their place in the long line of family storytellers.
That, is why I do my family genealogy, and that is what calls
those young and old to step up and put flesh on the bones.
By: Della M. Cummings Wright - Re-written by her Granddaughter,
Della JoAnn McGinnis Johnson - Edited and Reworded By: Tom Dunn
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