The Week, It Went, I Hear It Won't Come Back

The week has gone, it is down the road and over the hill. The time has past the time has flown, where we do not know.
It seems like Sunday was Mother's Day and Mary was here and we had a great breakfast at the Waffle House, which I had never
been. After a great visit with family we took Mary to the Bus to go home for medical tests. I remember working the library in
the afternoon. Monday is a blurr and Tuesday was not much better. Ruth got the coffee pot, coffee, and added items for the
Beginners Class meeting Tuesday night and she met my husband.

Wednesday O Wednesday is a day we can not forget. Hannah was in a recital and had a solo. What a performance those young people put on. We were joined by Gary and Phyllis at the late evening hours at the library as I was talking to a young man named Jose that was studying for his CPA. Jose we wish you well. Maybe we shall see you again.

Thursday was quiet as my world was put on hold. Grandchildren and children and family tend to always come first. Hurray for the ability to realize that is the correct way. I did do an interesting class at the:
http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~genealogylookup/chatroom.html .

I have grave concerns if family hides to much family back ground history, I also have concerns if some prefer to flaunt it.

There has to be a fine line between what is the correct way to handle some of the new modern things that are
more talked about in society today.

I also say how dare you attack the family for woe it may be you one day. We raise our children and we hope and pray for the
best but what determines if the family turns out on top or in the middle or way down at the bottom.

Genealogy is a study of our families, personal and medical history if your doing it correctly, in my eyes. We may save a
new born knowing what we have learned from the past. We may save our selves with the medical knowledge we learn
from our parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts and relatives. Prevention is a great thing to be available of.

Surely no one wants to have a child or relative with some of the horrid ailments that abound in our world today.
Some that have been so hidden that few know what causes them or how to handle or deal with them.

I remember one day when the Surgeon General stated, he wanted us to all to write up our medical history so that doctors had more information when dealing with ailments.

It makes me wonder how much faster Cancer, Heart Disease, Mental Illness and all the diseases that have gone away and now are coming back would last if we had cooperation instead of hiding the ailments.

I wonder how others feel about it. Nine people talked about this on Thursday and it was a rather revealing surprise to most of
them. We are who we are. We should always try our best but we surely will not always succeed.

So this week is gone and it will not come back but that does not mean that it won't be repeated down the road somewhere at some time by someone,maybe even myself.

Wordless Wednesday, Smiles in Satisfaction

Tombstones, Catherine Haines Plants

Summer and Surnames

We will be looking at some twists and turns and changes of events as we walk along life's path.

We can plan and place events into motion, Sometimes the events take on another motion with the

help of time and space.

As humans, we can not control what the other may do. We may wish we had more communicative skills to make
things run smooth but we are humans, we must give into that will.

It is a sadness when there is a sickness, there is a sickness when there is no understanding of a time warp event.

The living of one's life involves so many, we do not think of on a day by day.

As we celebrated Mother's Day, others celebrated the moving over to the other side. They probably got the

better deal. For there is all understanding and no judging by others only by ONE.

How is it when one gets a moment to breathe, they can come up saying this should happen that should happen
and it should have already happened. O my, o me that is old news to we.

My it would be nice if the events planned on that day went like a clock from beginning to end. But then, would it be
nice? What interaction would one miss along the way if the day was interrupted and took a different twist.

So with this being Monday Madness I can only say we did what we could until we could not do more. Now we are to move forward and make it happen, which i think can still be.

Things will be changed that is for sure. No one person should carry the load. We are a group and we should
remember that when invited in.

So here comes summer and surnames and places to see, hopefully with an eye to adventure and information to find.
To bring back to our family, to share with others who care, the preparations we are making and with people whom care.

Saturday Lineage on My female Line.

Hello world, I have two generations below me now, then myself, then my MOM, then we have Inez Mae SCOTT b 1892 IOWA D 1961 WYO, family was from Pittsylvania Co. VA to Ky to ILL to IA.

her MOM was Ella WARDEN she was born June 1862 we believe she died IOWA. family was from Pennsylvania area.

Ella's MOM was Mary Jane LANGDON B 1835 OHIO, died 20 DEC 1868 IOWA family from Virginia area. Montgomery Co.

Mary Jane's MOM was Artaminta BRAMMER b abt 1797 in Virginia, Her death was in Kansas. Marshall area.

Artaminta's MOM was Mary Ann LEE b 1770 Virginia died 1844 Lawrence Co. Ohio. aged 74.

Mary Ann's MOM was Francis WARD of Norfolk Va area ( per trees on Ancestry but I have not proven yet.)

Now, Francis WARD husband was John Lee b 1745 Patrick Co. VA. believe Francis is second wife.

Now who was Francis WARD's MOM and her DAD?

Happy Mother's Day MOM

Happy Mother's Day

To the best Mother, whom raised four children and was married more than 55 years to her husband,he being deceased since 1995.
She beat the odds given by the Doctors in 81. Her 90th Birthday is fast approaching.

Thanks MOM for all the things that we were exposed to, good, bad, ugly, and fun. You helped to mold us to be whom we are.
Thank You GOD for giving us this Mom.

What a day, what a Week.