In a quest for some old photos,
I have stumbled into a genealogy search.
[Feel free to wonder if I'm really 80 years old. Mr. Connell already thinks I must be at heart.]
One limb up the family tree is the Chilton line. Several people have already done a ton of research, so all I have to do now is fine the puzzle pieces to the other limbs.
My favorite part of all of this?
Finding gems just like this one:
There's just something about this photo I keep looking at... the composition is beautiful... the ducks (??)... the woman... the old home... and even that there's a shirt hanging on the line at the top of the picture.
There are so many people in our (you included) family lines. and we're just a piece of
God's big puzzle.
It's fasinating to me.
1 comments:
That is a beautiful picture. Who cares if you are 80 at heart as long as you have the energy of a 20 year old. My mom always tells me I was born in the wrong era, and I too, would like to do a genealogy search. Good luck.
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