Hi, I live in central Florida and have enjoyed genealogy for many years. I am a member of ancestry.com and have discovered findagrave.com to be a powerful tool in buiding an accurate family tree. I've always enjoyed walking in cemeteries and feel a deep connection to the men and women who rest there, and the untold life stories they represent. I'll be happy to do local look-ups in most of Lake County.

With fruiting branches together furled
We grow a wreath around the world
To celebrate life's code entwined
In kinship with all humankind.
by Annette B. Smith

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
---Elizabeth Frye----

Hi, I live in central Florida and have enjoyed genealogy for many years. I am a member of ancestry.com and have discovered findagrave.com to be a powerful tool in buiding an accurate family tree. I've always enjoyed walking in cemeteries and feel a deep connection to the men and women who rest there, and the untold life stories they represent. I'll be happy to do local look-ups in most of Lake County.

With fruiting branches together furled
We grow a wreath around the world
To celebrate life's code entwined
In kinship with all humankind.
by Annette B. Smith

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
---Elizabeth Frye----