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LivingforLove ♥ RIP Shannon, we will all miss you ♥
My mom told me that she has all her past information saved in a memory box in the basement, which I will get from her. She said the information goes all the way back to a captain of a ship from Norway.
Honestly, some people work so hard to get all the information that they want and I’m so thankful that my parents already found the stuff years ago. I honestly thought that this goal would have taken me forever, but I’m just about done.
LivingforLove ♥ RIP Shannon, we will all miss you ♥
So today I got a LOT of information from my dad, who wrote pratically a book for my nephew johnny when he was 2. He told me that he wants to give it to my nephew when he dies (morbid, i know but thats what my family runs on). So, it’s like 20 pages long, written in my dads ALL CAPS TINY FONT. I will copy all the pages and see if I can get some more information from my mom’s side of the family. I would ask my grandma, but she hardly remembers anything. Maybe we can pull out the pictures… I should copy all of the pictures too, so that if anything were to happen, we have back ups. That is very tedious though. But I just might do it! I will ask the nurse Jane, if she knows anything about my grandmas family… because she grew up with her, so she knows alot more than my mom knows. I also might call my great Aunt Margaret, because shes still sane.
LivingforLove ♥ RIP Shannon, we will all miss you ♥
So the woman who is helping take care of grandma has told me some things yesterday about my grandma and her sister that I did not know. Just stories about what they did when they were kids and other stuff like that.
952 Is tired, and content.
And there is even a song ;)
http://www.contactez.net/gurleyalabama/LostGoldofKeelMountain.html
This year I found a nature preserve on the mountain, and before had been told that it had passed out of our family and we were no longer allowed there. Time for a road trip!
http://www.nature.org/wherewework/northamerica/states/alabama/preserves/art4360.html
My Mother’s Family home is on the National Historic Register and I grew up visiting with her Father, who was actually born there. It was very impressive to touch that history so deeply.
http://www.chieftainsmuseum.org/
Supposedly there are other of our family homes around the country that have been perserved and others not. I have read an interesting book from the 1940’s written by a family member who traveled searching for all of the properties, before living memory had faded. It is an exciting read, for me. I would really like to spend a few years in the collection of Chieftans searching. There is a journal there somewhere of the journey from Virginia to Mobile searching for the next family farm, which was written by a surveyor and so interestingly notated. I have heard it details even the modes of transportation from train to wagon and by foot, but it is lost in a pile of history mixed in with all of the other papers from the house. I have held, though, in my own hands the first deed to the house of my own family from 1849 for $25,000.
Sister Golden Hair I'm like Rasputin. I get back up again.
I have been researching my family and my husband’s family. It is amazing how many lives had to touch each other to make our family. It’s a labor of love because I want my children to be completely aware of who and where they came from. I want them to be proud of their heritage. I want them to know their history.
rattaya is excited about the Christmas tree!
I don’t know much about my father’s side of the family. Hell, I don’t know much about my father at all. On my mother’s side, I only know about my Grandma and Grandpa, and my mom said my Grandma has some Chinese in her. I would love to know beyond that, and even see some pictures. On my father’s side, I only know that my Grandpa there was a great military guy. He died before I was born, and he was paralyzed for slipping in the bathroom. I met my Grandma on my father’s side once, and apparently I get loving to write from her.

