My son's memorial is the most precious to me, Steven Lee Wallace transitioned into heaven on 4/7/2017.

The absence of my only son, initiated my search & contributions for my other family members and friends, through Find A Grave.

A CALLING: What calls us to find the ancestors? It goes beyond a simple curiosity. We are taken over, compelled, as if possessed by something bigger than us that is begging to be revealed. There is at least one of us in most every family, called to be the scribe. Like others I am called to gather and assemble the ancestors to breathe life back into them as far back as we can reach. We take what we find and chronicle the facts of their existence, remembering their names and who they were and what they did. They are the sum of who we are, for without them, we would not exist. We greet those who came before us, restoring their place in the familial line. We scribe their stories and their histories. We search for them in public libraries, county records, and weed-filled or well-kept cemeteries. We comb through yellowed newspapers, family archives, and lovely old letters and photo albums. We find them! And in finding them we find ourselves. Catherine (Clemens) Sevenau, Sep 2009

In May 2021, I started leaving CROSS "flowers" on memorials of family members that I connected together.

My son's memorial is the most precious to me, Steven Lee Wallace transitioned into heaven on 4/7/2017.

The absence of my only son, initiated my search & contributions for my other family members and friends, through Find A Grave.

A CALLING: What calls us to find the ancestors? It goes beyond a simple curiosity. We are taken over, compelled, as if possessed by something bigger than us that is begging to be revealed. There is at least one of us in most every family, called to be the scribe. Like others I am called to gather and assemble the ancestors to breathe life back into them as far back as we can reach. We take what we find and chronicle the facts of their existence, remembering their names and who they were and what they did. They are the sum of who we are, for without them, we would not exist. We greet those who came before us, restoring their place in the familial line. We scribe their stories and their histories. We search for them in public libraries, county records, and weed-filled or well-kept cemeteries. We comb through yellowed newspapers, family archives, and lovely old letters and photo albums. We find them! And in finding them we find ourselves. Catherine (Clemens) Sevenau, Sep 2009

In May 2021, I started leaving CROSS "flowers" on memorials of family members that I connected together.