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    1. Re: [ENG-CAMB] Grandma's family tree
    2. Florence Dean
    3. Hi Maureen Just how my family feel about my hobby. "Steve" Happy to be a grandma ----- Original Message ----- From: "Maureen Rust" <Maureen.Rust@care4free.net> To: <ENG-CAMBRIDGESHIRE-L@rootsweb.com> 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) > > GRANDMA AND THE FAMILY TREE > > > > There's been a change in Grandma, we've noticed her of late, > She's 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's busy as a bee, > > Compiling Genealogy, for the Family Tree. > > > > She has no time to baby-sit, the curtains are a fright. > > No buttons left on Grandad's shirt, the flower bed's a sight. > > She's given up her club work, the serials 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 Family Trees. > > > > The mail is all for Grandma,it comes from near and far, > > Last week she got the proof she needs to join the DAR. > > A worthwhile avocation, to that we all agree, > > A monumental project, to climb the Family Tree. > > > > Now some folks came from Scotland and some from Galway Bay, > > Some were French as pastry, some German, all the way. > > Some went on West to stake their claim. Some stayed near by the sea. > > Grandma hopes to find them all as she climbs the Family Tree. > > > > She wanders through the graveyard in search of date or 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 were 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 times she finds a missing branch for the Family Tree. > > > > Their skills were wide and varied, from Carpenter to Cook, > > And one (Alas) the record shows was hopelessly a crook. > > Blacksmith, weaver,farmer,judge,some tutored for a fee. > > Long lost in time, now all recorded on the Family Tree. > > > > To some it's just a hobby, to Grandma it's much more, > > She knows 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 supposed ! > > Grandma will cook and sew, serve cookies with our tea. > > We'll all be fat, 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 that old familiar ring. > > She told him all about the past and soon was plain to see, > > The Preacher, too, was nearly snared by Grandma and the Family Tree. > > > > He never knew his Grandpa, his mother's name was ..Clark? > > He and Grandma talked and talked, outside it grew quite 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 were filled with sorrow, our hearts sank 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. > > > > Author Unknown. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ==== ENG-CAMBRIDGESHIRE Mailing List ==== > . > >

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