This is a multi-part message in MIME format. --part0_922714808_boundary Content-ID: <0_922714808@inet_out.mail.aol.com.1> Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII How true ! Carolyn --part0_922714808_boundary Content-ID: <0_922714808@inet_out.mail.swva.net.2> Content-type: message/rfc822 Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Content-disposition: inline Return-Path: <VAPATRIC-L-request@rootsweb.com> Received: from rly-zb01.mx.aol.com (rly-zb01.mail.aol.com [172.31.41.1]) by air-zb02.mail.aol.com (v58.16) with SMTP; Sun, 28 Mar 1999 21:30:53 -0500 Received: from bl-11.rootsweb.com (bl-11.rootsweb.com [204.212.38.27]) by rly-zb01.mx.aol.com (8.8.8/8.8.5/AOL-4.0.0) with ESMTP id VAA01299; Sun, 28 Mar 1999 21:30:44 -0500 (EST) Received: (from slist@localhost) by bl-11.rootsweb.com (8.9.3/8.9.3) id SAA08464; Sun, 28 Mar 1999 18:26:05 -0800 (PST) Resent-Date: Sun, 28 Mar 1999 18:26:05 -0800 (PST) Message-Id: <3.0.5.32.19990328212845.007ecd50@swva.net> X-Sender: jmather@swva.net X-Mailer: QUALCOMM Windows Eudora Light Version 3.0.5 (32) Date: Sun, 28 Mar 1999 21:28:45 -0500 Old-To: VACHARLO-L@rootsweb.com, VAFLOYD-L@rootsweb.com, VAFRANKL-L@rootsweb.com From: Jane Matherly <jmather@swva.net> Subject: Genealogy Researcher Poem Old-Cc: VAPATRIC-L@rootsweb.com, VAPittsylvania@onelist.com Resent-Message-ID: <"OT5beD.A.eDC.7Su_2"@bl-11.rootsweb.com> Resent-From: VAPATRIC-L@rootsweb.com Reply-To: VAPATRIC-L@rootsweb.com X-Mailing-List: <VAPATRIC-L@rootsweb.com> archive/latest/1462 X-Loop: VAPATRIC-L@rootsweb.com To: VAPATRIC-L@rootsweb.com Precedence: list Errors-To: VAPATRIC-L-request@rootsweb.com Resent-Sender: VAPATRIC-L-request@rootsweb.com Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit KINSMAN (Original Poem by Wayne Hand, 1999) Alas, my elusive kinsman You've led me quite a chase I thought I'd found your courthouse But the Yankees burned the place. You always kept your bags packed Although you had no fame, and Just for the fun of it Twice you changed your name. You never owed any man, or At least I found no bills In spite of eleven offspring You never left a will. They say our name's from Europe Came state side on a ship Either they lost the passenger list Or granddad gave them the slip. I'm the only one that's looking Another searcher I can't find I play (maybe that's his fathers name) As I go out of my mind. They said you had a headstone In a shady plot I've been there twenty times, and Can't even find the lot. You never wrote a letter Your Bible we can't find It's probably in some attic Out of sight and out of mind. You first married a..........Smith And just to set the tone The other four were Sarahs And everyone a Jones. You cost me two fortunes One of which I did not have My wife, my house and Fido God, how I miss that yellow lab. But somewhere you slipped up, Ole Boy, Somewhere you left a track And If I don't find you this year Well..........Next year I'll be back. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ --part0_922714808_boundary--