There were pioneers and patriots mixed with our kith and kin, who blazed the paths of wilderness and fought thru 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, farmer, weaver, judge, some turored for a fee--once lost in time, now all RECORDED IN THE FAMILY TREE.  To some it's just a hobby, to Grandma it's much more.  She learns the joys and heartaches of those who 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 suppose.  Grandma will cook and sew, serve crullers with our tea,  We"ll have her back, just as before that 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.  We tried to change the subject, we talked of everything,but then in Grandma's voice we heard the old familiar ring.  She told him all about the past and soon, twas plain to see, the Preacher, too was neatly snared by GRANDMA AND THE FAMILY TREE.                         Hope you enjoyed this.  Glenna G.

Love it!! Thanks, Glenna! Pat Foster -----Original Message----- From: arizard-bounces@rootsweb.com [mailto:arizard-bounces@rootsweb.com] On Behalf Of Glenna Goodwin Sent: Thursday, December 02, 2010 11:17 PM To: arizard@rootsweb.com Subject: [ARIZARD] Arizard: no subject There were pioneers and patriots mixed with our kith and kin, who blazed the paths of wilderness and fought thru 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, farmer, weaver, judge, some turored for a fee--once lost in time, now all RECORDED IN THE FAMILY TREE.  To some it's just a hobby, to Grandma it's much more.  She learns the joys and heartaches of those who 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 suppose.  Grandma will cook and sew, serve crullers with our tea,  We"ll have her back, just as before that 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.  We tried to change the subject, we talked of everything,but then in Grandma's voice we heard the old familiar ring.  She told him all about the past and soon, twas plain to see, the Preacher, too was neatly snared by GRANDMA AND THE FAMILY TREE.                         Hope you enjoyed this.  Glenna G. ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to ARIZARD-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message