We are the chosen. 

In each family there is one who seems called to find the ancestors.   To put flesh on their bones and make them live again.

To tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve.

Doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing life into all who have gone before.

We are the story tellers of the tribe.  All tribes have one.

We have been called, as it were, by our genes.

Those who have gone before cry out to us: Tell our Story.

So, we do.

In finding them, we somehow find ourselves.  

- Della M. Cummings Wright - 

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