I never planned on becoming the family historian, however after inheriting several boxes of precious family photos, some dating back to the early-mid 1800’s, my quest to discover the names and life-stories that went with them became my unquenchable passion.
Somewhere along the way I found that I had begun to understand and appreciate how deeply and intimately bonded my life is with those who have gone before. History has come alive, and I now not only wish I had known more about my own ancestor’s lives and roles in history before, but consider it a life mission of sorts to assure that other descendants of these valiant souls know their stories. They are our roots that can help sustain us; our forebears who have blessed us more than we ever imagined.
“To be ignorant of what occured before you were born is to remain always a child. For what is the worth of human life, unless it is woven into the life of our ancestors by the records of history?”
Cicero – The Orator