Genealogy Chat

Ihave just come across this poem and thought how true. it made me smile and i thought i would share it with you all. it may have been posted on here before and i apoligise if it has but i must have missed it love linda x x see below in a mo

THE GENEALOGIST'S LAMENT I started out calmly, tracing my tree, To find, if I could, the making of me; And all that I had was great grandfather's name, Not knowing his wife or from which he came I chased him across a long line of states, And came up with pages and pages of dates. When all put together, it made me forlorn; I'd proved that poor granddad had never been born. One day, I was sure the truth I had found, Determined to turn this whole thing upside down. I looked up the record of one Uncle John, But then found the old man was as young as his son. Then, when my hopes were fast growing dim, I came across records that must have been him. But the facts I collected made me quite sad, Dear old great granddad was never a dad. I think maybe someone is pulling my leg, I'm not all sure I wasn't hatched from an egg, After hundreds of pounds I've spent on my tree, I cannot help but wonder if I'm really me !!!!

nudged just to make you smile on a monday morning love linda x x

We have all been through it Lindy. Rod

That's great. I've copied it and sent it to all my new found rellies. I've posted this before but in case you haven't seen it try: www.stevemorse.org/grandfather/ It isn't an error page though. Toni

toni thats a great one. i thought it was an error page and i went 'oh bugger ' but then read it . thanks alot love linda x x