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About GenCircles
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| Donna Barraclough~Little |     |
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One never knows when someone will come into their lives, horrendous changes may occur. Others come into our lives just at a time when we really need them. We never know when or how that person may affect our total well being. A Reason, A Season, A Lifetime, no one really knows how long each person shall be acquainted. For most, am sure that we wish we could keep them all, and forever. But time, living, and the way of life we live these days, constantly affect those paths that we cross.
After a while They don't wait The Dash in your life (makes you think) I read of a man who stood to speak At the funeral of a friend He referred to the dates on her tombstone From the beginning...to the end. He noted that first came her date of birth And spoke the following date with tears, But he said what mattered most of all Was the dash between those years. (1934-1998) For that dash represents all the time That she spent alive on earth... And now only those who loved her Know what that little line is worth. For it matters not, how much we own; The cars...the house...the cash, What matters is how we live and love And how we spend our dash. So think about this long and hard... Are there things you'd like to change? For you never know how much time is left, That can still be rearranged. If we could just slow down enough To consider what's true and real, And always try to understand The way other people feel. And be less quick to anger, And show appreciation more And love the people in our lives Like we've never loved before. If we treat each other with respect, And more often wear a smile.. Remembering that this special dash May last only a little while. So, when your eulogy's being read With your life's actions to rehash... Would you be proud of the things they say About how you spent your dash? ~~ I'm glad you're part of my dash. LEARN FROM YESTERDAY, LIVE FOR TODAY, HOPE FOR TOMORROW. Religion is for people who are afraid of hell; Spirituality is for people who have been there. Guidance Attitude   World Translator$Converter RootsWeb  The Elusive Ancestor I went searching for an ancestor. I cannot find him still. He moved around from place to place and did not leave a will. He married where a courthouse burned. He mended all his fences. He avoided any man who came to take the U.S. Census. He always kept his luggage packed, this man who had no fame. And every 20 years or so, this rascal changed his name. His parents came from Europe. They should be upon some list of passengers to U.S.A., but somehow they got missed. And no one else in this world is searching for this man. So, I play geneasolitaire to find him if I can. I'm told he's buried in a plot, with tombstone he was blessed;but the weather took engraving, and some vandals took the rest. He died before the county clerks decided to keep records. No Family Bible has emerged, in spite of all my efforts. To top it off this ancestor, who caused me many groans, Just to give me one more pain, betrothed a girl named JONES.- by Merrell Kenworthy - THE BARRACLOUGH FOOFAROUGH We Barracloughs are tough We Barracloughs are thorough. We’ve shaken every bough, We’ve beaten every borough. Directories we plough Methodically through Are each a very trough Of Goughs and Houghs – a slough. Of Cloughs and Bloughs. What though We come down with the cough? What though we squander dough And time? It is enough To know there is no –ough That rhymes with Barraclough. George Starbuck From a tattered copy that says from the New Yorker, by courtesy of Jeannette Claridge Further details of the author are sought.  Your Heart is Blue What Color is Your Heart? brought to you by Quizilla You like to sing?
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