In a message dated 98-02-15 11:08:35 EST, you write: << Subject: A Commentary on Genealogy--- Our Elders Are Passing by Jack M. Williams Our elders are passing, one by one Surely gone forever, until there are none. Their bountiful memories, their knowledge of the past, Soon will be lost, and beyond our grasp. The past is prologue, so delicate to retain, Slipping slowly from our grasp, til nothing remains. For our elders are passing, so sad but true, And with them their memories, and all that they knew. It's urgent for sure, to record each thought, Of every family elder, so its not for naught. So generations remember the beauteous past, We'll retain that knowledge, and ensure it will last. There'll be no better time, than that right now, To begin your quest, or to renew your vow. So locate your elders, and schedule that meeting, In light of the fact, that time is so fleeting. >>