Recently, the oldest living relative, our 99 year old Grandmother, passed away just shy of her 100th Birthday. She was a text book of information.

I am currently researching the following: Eckstein, Beighey, Bagley, Deem, Eck, Adkins, Nease, Wright, Sinclair, Allmon, Seevers & Cheek.

Please feel free to use any photo's or documents I have shared. We all have the same goal. Good luck!

Should I become incapacitated, or no longer able to maintain my memorials, my assigned steward is my sister, Myra, Contributor #47941544.

A limb has fallen from the family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says. "Grieve not for me."

Remember the best times, the laughter, the song,
the good life I lived while I was strong.

Continue my heritage. I'm counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.

My mind is at ease. My soul is at rest. Rememnbering all, how I truly was blessed.

Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life. Don't worry about falls.

I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin,
until the day comes we're togeher again.

Author Unknown

Your Tombstone

Your tombstone stands among the rest;
neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care
it is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
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

Recently, the oldest living relative, our 99 year old Grandmother, passed away just shy of her 100th Birthday. She was a text book of information.

I am currently researching the following: Eckstein, Beighey, Bagley, Deem, Eck, Adkins, Nease, Wright, Sinclair, Allmon, Seevers & Cheek.

Please feel free to use any photo's or documents I have shared. We all have the same goal. Good luck!

Should I become incapacitated, or no longer able to maintain my memorials, my assigned steward is my sister, Myra, Contributor #47941544.

A limb has fallen from the family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says. "Grieve not for me."

Remember the best times, the laughter, the song,
the good life I lived while I was strong.

Continue my heritage. I'm counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.

My mind is at ease. My soul is at rest. Rememnbering all, how I truly was blessed.

Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life. Don't worry about falls.

I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin,
until the day comes we're togeher again.

Author Unknown

Your Tombstone

Your tombstone stands among the rest;
neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care
it is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
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