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The best mailing list finder that I have found is http://www.rootsweb.com/~jfuller/gen_mail.html What more could you ask for?

In my opinion the best internet resource for overall genealogy is: ROOTSWEB.com The homepage is packed.... there are educational tools - tutorials for just about any genealogy subject with special attention given by country mailing lists galore for surnames and locations all around the world and their ever growing archives ditto with freepages websites gateways to message boards which are different than mailing lists.... gateways to all the USgenwebs AND the WORLDgenwebs gateways to WORLDconnect gateways to the ezines - RootsWEB REVIEW, ancestry daily news, ancestry weekly news...each with archives!!!!! and the best variant of SSDI...... there are books, special helps on maintenance of your accounts and STATE resources There is so much here on this FREE site, that many people NEVER finish the review of it, never go deep enough through the hierarchy to see all that is there. www.rootsweb.com

Cooking? Cleaning? I'd Rather do Genealogy! They think that I should cook and clean, and be a model wife. I tell them it's more interesting to study Grandpa's life. They simply do not understand why I hate to go to bed . . . I'd rather do two hundred years of research work instead. Why waste the time we have on earth just snoring and asleep? When we can learn of ancestors that sailed upon the deep? We have priests, Rabbis, lawmen, soldiers, more than just a few. And yes, there's many scoundrels, and a bootlegger or two. How can a person find this life an awful drudge or bore? When we can live the lives of all those folks who came before? A hundred years from now of course, no one will ever know Whether I did laundry, but they'll see our Tree and glow . . . 'Cause their dear old granny left for them, for all posterity, not clean hankies and the like, but a finished family tree. My home may be untidy, 'cause I've better things to do . . . checking all the records to provide us with a clue. Old great granny's pulling roots and branches out with glee, Her clothes ain't hanging out to dry, she's hung up on The Tree. by: Mel Oshins

OK y'all... You twisted my arm..... somebody add me to the list.

Hi Jackie... Welcome from South Carolina... You're gonna love this place!!!

Hey Cougar!!! It's really good seeing you back here again... Looks like everything cleared up for you and you're on the road to happiness again! I'd love to see the twins. Are they both boys or both girls or one of each??? Boy, you probably have your hands full... Welcome back... Love from

If you are needing some comic ancestral relief: http://www.rootdig.com/error.htm

This is a good site with information about Andersonville Prison... So sad!!! http://www.angelfire.com/ga2/Andersonvilleprison/index.html

You might take a look at this site if you are having problems finding your relatives . I found that many of mine might be among these. http://www.humandescent.com/

You are so lucky Homesteader!!! I only have pictures as far back as my great grandparents... and only on one side of the family. Either there are no pictures out there or family members don't want to share!!! But I won't give up my search...

A GENEALOGIST'S CHRISTMAS EVE ~Author... Dora Mills ~Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse. The dining room table with clutter was spread Stacks of pedigree charts and with letters which said.. "Too bad about the data for which you just wrote It sank in a storm on an ill-fated boat." Stacks of old copies of wills and the such Were proof that my work had become much too much. Our children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads. And I at my table was ready to drop From work on my album with photos to crop. Christmas was here, and of such was my lot That presents and goodies and toys I'd forgot. Had I not been so busy with my grandparent's wills, I'd not have forgotten to shop for such thrills. While others bought gifts that would bring Christmas cheer; I'd spent time researching those birth dates and years. While I was thus musing about my sad plight, A strange noise on the lawn gave me such a great fright. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the drapes and then yanked up the sash. When what to my wondering eyes should appear? But an overstuffed sleigh and eight small reindeer. Up to the rooftop the reindeer they flew, With a sleigh full of toys and old Santa Claus, too. And then in a twinkle, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of thirty-two hoofs. Our TV antenna was no match for their horns, And look at that roof with those hoof prints adorned! As I drew in my head, slamming it on the sash, Down the cold chimney fell Santa - KER-RASH! "Dear" Santa came down looking like a wreck. Tracking soot on the carpet, (I could wring his short neck!) Spotting my face, good old Santa could see That I had no Christmas spirit, you'd have to agree. He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work And filled all the stockings, (I felt like a jerk)! Here was Santa, who'd brought us such gladness and joy; When I'd been too busy for even one toy! He spied my research on the table all spread "A genealogist!" he cried! (My face burned bright red!) "Tonight I've met many like you," Santa grinned. As he pulled from his sack a large book he had penned. I gazed with amazement - the cover it read "Those Genealogy Lines for which you have pled." "I know what it's like being a genealogy bug," He said as he gave me a great Santa Hug. "While the elves make the sleighful of toys that I carry, I do my research in the North Pole Library! A special treat I am thus able to bring To genealogy folks who just can't find a thing. Now off you must go off to your bed for a rest, I'll clean up the house from this genealogy mess!" As I climbed up the stairs full of gladness and glee, I looked back at Santa who'd brought so much to me. While settling in bed, I heard Santa's clear whistle, To his team, then they rose like the down of a thistle. And I heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight, "Family History is Fun! Merry Christmas! Goodnight!"

I believe some of you are from Michigan, and may be interested in this FREE site: http://envoy.libofmich.lib.mi.us/1870_census/

This sounds really good!!! Just how fine do you have to chop all of this 'stuff'??? I have oodles of green tomatoes too and hate to just throw them away! You CAN cut down on this recipe I assume? Like 1/4th it??? I don't know what I would do with this much... AND...You can eat just so many 'fried green tomatoes'...

Frannie, Have you seen this painting of your ancestors home? http://www.geocities.com/shlyca2/Tucker.html Mary

Gosh, that sounds good!!! I l-o-v-e chocolate!!! I think I gained five pounds while reading it...

Hey y'all, I'm always getting calls about vinyl siding, or window replacements for the homeowner, etc. Even though I do own my home, I just say "I don't think my landlord would do that"... They don't even say goodby...

Here's a great site to visit to see what questions were asked for each census... 1790-1920. There are also forms that you can print! http://www.ancestralfindings.com/census_rolls.htm

You're right Snowmom, that WAS the way they did it back then and if things continue the way they're going that's the way it will be again!!! So many of our ancestors married cousins or their brother's child, etc. No wonder we're like we are!!! AND, the way things are 'now' somebody may marry their brother and not even know it! Now I'll get down off of my soapbox... Love

I've seen my mother do that many, many times Reci... Thanks for the reminder...

Wouldn't it be wonderful to have letters like that? I have one that my Daddy wrote to my Mama about six months after they got married... he sure did love her!! I don't even have pictures of my Daddy's parents or grandparents. Some people don't realize how fortunate they are. I've noticed that there are not too many at MrsSurvival that are seriously searching for their ancestors. Y'all, don't wait too late!!! When Mama and Daddy are gone you'll wish that you had asked questions... I know, I did. Now there's nobody left to ask. Take care...

1. If they want to loan you money, tell them you just filed for bankruptcy and you could sure use some money. 2. If they start out with, "How are you today?" say, "I'm so glad you asked, because no one these days seems to care, and I have all these problems. My arthritis is acting up, my eyelashes are sore, my dog just died . . . " 3. If they say they're John Doe from XYZ Company, ask them to spell their name. Then ask them to spell the company name. Then ask them where it is located, how long it has been in business, how many people work there, how they got into this line of work if they are married, how many kids they have etc. Continue asking them personal questions or questions about their company for as long as necessary. 4. (This works great if you are male) Telemarketer: "Hi, my name is Judy and I'm with XYZ Company. " You: Wait for a second and with a real husky voice ask, "What are you wearing?" 5. Cry out in surprise, "Judy? Is that you? Oh my God! Judy, how have you been?" Hopefully, this will give Judy a few brief moments of terror as she tries to figure out where she could know you from. 6. Say "No" over and over. Be sure to vary the sound of each one, and keep a rhythmic tempo, even as they are trying to speak. This is most fun if you can do it until they hang up. 7. If MCI calls trying to get you to sign up for the Family and Friends Plan reply, in as sinister a voice as you can, "I don't have any friends, would you be my friend?" 8. If the company cleans rugs, respond: "Can you get out blood? Can you get out goat blood? How about human blood?" 9. After the Telemarketer gives his or her spiel, ask him or her to marry you. When they get all flustered, tell them that you can't just give your credit card number to a complete stranger. 10. If the Telemarketer is selling raffle tickets, tell him or her that you work for the same company, and that employees cannot participate. 11. Answer the phone. As soon as you realize it is a Telemarketer, set the receiver down, scream, "OH MY GOD!" and then hang up. 12. Tell the Telemarketer you are busy at the moment and ask if he/she will give you their home phone number so you can call him/her back. When the telemarketer explains that telemarketers cannot give out their home numbers say, "I guess you don't want anyone bothering you at home, right?" The Telemarketer will agree and you ay, "Me either!" and proceed to hang up. 13. Ask them to repeat everything they say, several times. 14. Tell them it is dinner time, but ask if they would please hold. Put them on your speaker phone while you continue to eat at your leisure. Smack your food loudly and continue with your dinner conversation. For added effect, clanging of cutlery and dishes is recommended. 15. Tell the Telemarketer you are on "home incarceration" and ask if they could bring you some beer. 16. Ask them to fax the information to you, and make up a number. 17. Tell the Telemarketer, "Okay, I'll listen to you. But I should probably tell you, I'm not wearing any clothes." 18. Insist that the caller is really your buddy Leon, playing a joke. "Come on, Leon, cut it out! Seriously, Leon, how's your momma?" 19. Tell them you are hard of hearing and that they need to speak up... louder... louder! 20. Tell them to talk very slowly, because you want to write every word down.

Sometimes it does a body good to read something like that and have a good 'boo-hoo' cry!!! Love

We Are the Chosen My feelings are in each family we are 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. To me, 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. 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. How many graves have I stood before now and cried? I have lost count. How many times have I told the ancestors you have a wonderful family, you would be proud of us? How many times have I walked up to a grave and felt somehow there was love there for me? I cannot say. It goes beyond just documenting facts. It goes to who I am and why I do the things I do? It goes to seeing a cemetery about to be lost forever to weeds and indifference and saying I can't let this happen. The bones here are bones of my bone and flesh of my flesh. It goes to doing something about it. It goes to pride in what our ancestors were able to accomplish. How they contributed to what we are today. It goes to respecting their hardships and losses, their never giving in or giving up, Their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family. It goes to deep pride that they fought to make and keep us a Nation. It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us. That we might be born who we are. That we might remember them. So we do. With love and caring and scribing each fact of their existence, Because we are them and they are us. So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of my family. It is up to that one called in the next generation, To answer the call and take their place in the long line of family storytellers. That is why I do my family genealogy, And that is what calls those young and old to step up and put flesh on the bones. [Author Unknown]

Suzy Lee fell in love. She planned to marry Joe. She was so happy about it all, she told her pappy so. Pappy told her, "Suzy gal," you'll have to find another." "I'd just as soon yo maw don't know, but Joe is yo half-brother." So Suzy forgot about her Joe and planned to marry Will. But after telling pappy this, he said, "There's trouble still." "You can't marry Will, my gal and please don't tell yo mother, cause Will and Joe and several mo I know is yo half-brother." "But mama knew and said, "Honey chile, do what makes you happy. Marry Will or marry Joe, you ain't no kin to pappy!"