This is from another list and I musg share it with you is this not true???? glory bee I received this recently on one of my Scotland lists. Dear Ancestor: Your tombstone stands among the rest; Neglected and alone. The name and date are chiseled out on polished, marble stone. It reaches out to all who care it is too late to mourn. You did not know that I exist. You died and I was born. Yet each of us are cells of you in flesh, in blood, in bone. Our blood contracts and beats a pulse entirely not our own. Dear Ancestor, the place you filled one hundred years ago spreads out among the ones you left who would have loved you so. I wonder if you lived and loved, I wonder if you knew that someday I would find this spot, and come to visit you. Having returned from Scotland and England recently, I wish I had this sooner, as we visited many ancestors in their place of rest, hope they knew that someday we would find them. Jocelyn K. Clark

GB, That is a very nice quote, indeed, Glory Bee. Family love shows up where least expected. I just today learned that a cousin was in a local hospital near death. I had no idea she was in this area. But her granddaughter found my name on the internet and contacted me. Your quote: "I wonder if you lived and loved, I wonder if you knew that someday I would find this spot, and come to visit you." That is so true; I will visit my cousin as soon as I get a response from her granddaughter for more information. Charles Barnum ----- Original Message ----- From: "Glory Bee" <richhart@kingmanaz.net> To: <> Sent: Sunday, October 26, 2003 8:39 PM Subject: [NMGENWEB] beautiful --must share > This is from another list and I musg share it with you > is this not true???? > glory bee > > > I received this recently on one of my Scotland lists. > > Dear Ancestor: > Your tombstone stands among the rest; Neglected and alone. > The name and date are chiseled out on polished, marble stone. > It reaches out to all who care it is too late to mourn. > You did not know that I exist. You died and I was born. > Yet each of us are cells of you in flesh, in blood, in bone. > Our blood contracts and beats a pulse entirely not our own. > Dear Ancestor, the place you filled one hundred years ago > spreads out among > the ones you left who would have loved you so. > I wonder if you lived and loved, I wonder if you knew that > someday I would > find this spot, and come to visit you. > > Having returned from Scotland and England recently, I wish I > had this sooner, > as we visited many ancestors in their place of rest, hope they > knew that > someday we would find them. > > Jocelyn K. Clark > > > > > ============================== > To join Ancestry.com and access our 1.2 billion online genealogy records, go to: > http://www.ancestry.com/rd/redir.asp?targetid=571&sourceid=1237 > >