Preserving the Past
Who is this little girl?
How proud and glad I'm sure she'd be
Stored in a box and put away,
Such a pretty little picture,
So when I found her photo there,
Thanks to: Thalia Brown who penned this verse while pursuing her BLINN, BLYNN, BLIN, BLAINE, and BLEN ancestors.
Davids, Davids everywhere, but none the correct link.
"Ah ah!" you say, narrowing down names of many a dozen.
Enumerators, as we all know, were quite a sneaky bunch.
You sit and stare and laugh at the errors you've just found.
Our research would be easier had they stayed in just one place,
I Love To Live
Today, Dear Lord, I'm 80, and there's much I haven't done. I hope, Dear Lord, you'll let me live until I'm 81. But then if I haven't finished all I want to do, Would you please let me stay awhile until I'm 82? So many places I want to go, so very much to see. Do You think You could manage to make it 83? The world is changing very fast, there is so much in store, I'd like it very much to live until I'm 84, And if by then I'm still alive, I'd like to stay until 85! More planes will be up in the air, so I'd really like to stick And see what happens to the world when I turn 86. I know, Dear Lord, it's much to ask (and it must be nice in heaven) But, I'd really like to stay until I'm 87. I know by then I won't be fast, and sometimes will be late, But it would be so pleasant to be around at 88. I will have seen so many things, and had a wonderful time. So, I'm sure that I will be willing to leave at the age of 89 -- maybe. Just one more thing I'd like to say, Dear Lord, I thank you kindly. But if it's ok with You, I'd love to live past 90. Courtesy of Bette Jean Clute