I am the family historian for my branches of the Cartwright Tree and a genealogist for the vast number of surnames that come with the territory. I am semi-retired and a free-lance writer with an ongoing manuscript of ... you guessed it ... family fact and fiction.

I live in the pineywoods of Deep East Texas; originally from the big city of Houston ... and I am a fifth generation Texan.

Be patient, be kind (like I tell my grandchildren) and blessings will surely follow.

Dear Ancestor ...

Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and the date are chiseled out
On polished, marble stone.
It reaches out to all who cares
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
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.

Author: Unknown

I am the family historian for my branches of the Cartwright Tree and a genealogist for the vast number of surnames that come with the territory. I am semi-retired and a free-lance writer with an ongoing manuscript of ... you guessed it ... family fact and fiction.

I live in the pineywoods of Deep East Texas; originally from the big city of Houston ... and I am a fifth generation Texan.

Be patient, be kind (like I tell my grandchildren) and blessings will surely follow.

Dear Ancestor ...

Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and the date are chiseled out
On polished, marble stone.
It reaches out to all who cares
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
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.

Author: Unknown