There is a culture, which believes a soul doesn't die until that person's name is spoken for the last time, I like to think as Genealogists we prevent that final death.

Inspired by other genealogy sites I decided to create an award, if you have a Genealogy site then please apply for our award mail us and I will visit your site.

Dear Ancestor
Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone,
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist.
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you In flesh, in blood, in bone.

Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.

I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
__Author Unknown

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