George Bernard Shaw once wisely said:
“If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.”
While I knew very little about him, other than being fascinated by the story of Pygmalion, this quote often heard, stuck in my mind as a sign that some things just are, and always have been. It seems to settle the inner chatter about why some things “just are”. Or even things long ago, that “just were”.
Here is an interesting link from the internet, where some sisters talk about their experiences researching the family tree, and it makes good reading. They have some good tips to share about how they did their searching, and a few wry laughs to go on with. I came across this quote there again, which proves, there are some things that just are…
(copyright Imogen Crest 2007.)
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June 29, 2007 at 3:10 pm
woodnymph
Very interesting. Thanks, Imogen, for the link. I’ve long thought that a journey into the ancestral branches of my tree would be an enlightening experience. Unfortunately, I need to wander through Welsh cemetaries, and they’re not within easy reach of the Arizona desert. Good excuse for a trip back to my homeland though.
Vi
June 29, 2007 at 11:34 pm
Heather Blakey
Now these girls have some great tips – back to Billabong Dreaming for me.
June 30, 2007 at 7:19 am
sammiam
dancing skeletons are an absolute must when researching one’s family tree. i started down the genealogy road when mum died and have uncovered lots and lots of great stuff. it is an addiction that once you have it, you can’t get rid of it!! like all good addictions i guess! thanks for this link imogen… you’ve prompted me to put a new page on my blog, devoted solely to my family skeletons!
samm
June 30, 2007 at 1:44 pm
cronelogical
Ancestor fun: especially when the skeletons are the most amusing people and you find one among the plods and sods! Fran
June 30, 2007 at 5:09 pm
quinncreative
It’s a wonderful thing, geneology. It’s not only a great connector, but for those of us who feel like the black sheep of the family, it’s a realization that there were a whole flock before us!