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The where I’m from challenge.

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I read a blog this morning that touched my soul for numerous reasons.

http://agracefull-life.com/2023/09/18/where-im-from/

The author wrote a poem from a template and after reading hers I knew I had to do the same. To honor my parents. To relive my idyllic childhood. To reflect on the varied ancestors who had come before.

It was a bittersweet journey of remembrance and I’d love for you to do the same.

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Where I’m from.

I am from the well worn but oh so comfortable reading chair in the library.

From Stewarts Root Beer floats and Fralingers salt water taffy.

I am from brick walls and polished slate floors. The solid, firm foundation that wrapped me in a warm embrace.

I am from the central rose garden. Fragrantly scenting the air… delicate, yet able to survive the storms.

I’m from magical Christmas Eves in NYC. From never losing your temper and treating everyone with respect.

From Lovey and Lottie Mae.

I’m from a stiff upper lip and a dry sense of humor.

From don’t take any wooden nickels to follow your dreams.

I’m from quiet personal faith, the kind that doesn’t need a church to know right from wrong.

I’m from a serene English garden transplanted to the middle of suburbia, from bangers and mash to boeuf bourguignon.

From painful separation on Ellis Island. From family betrayal and loss of legacy. From the sacrifice required to hold a family together. From the triumph of perseverance, hard work and above all… love.

I’m from the wall of framed pictures that line our hall… and from that beautifully bound and gold monogrammed navy leather photo album, brittle with age but continuing to hold us together.

The faces and places. The history of a lineage whose many parts came together to form…. me.

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Here’s a link to the template if you’d like to try your hand at poetry.

https://www.wsuu.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/07/I_Am_From_Poem(2).pdf

I found it to be oddly cathartic. Maybe you will as well.

If so… please share yours and add a link in the comments.

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I’m related to a snowball.

 

This probably doesn’t surprise most of you..

 

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But perhaps I should explain.

A few years ago my girlfriend infected me with the genealogy bug, and let me tell you…. once you catch it? There is no cure.

Before I knew it I was wandering dusty old libraries and searching moth eaten town halls.

 

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Yes, I’ve even stalked a few cemetery custodians.

They’re a font of valuable information.

 

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It’s fair to say I was obsessed for a while and spent hours, days, weeks, months way too much time climbing the old family tree.

Some lines are frustrating and dead end right away.

Other lines like my paternal grandmother’s, I traced back to the year 1134. It helps when you have someone famous… most of the work has been done for you.

One of my semi famous relatives?

 

Jabez B. Snowball

 

The Hon. Jabez B. Snowball.

Yes, dear old 2nd great Uncle Jabez.

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Lumber baron and Lt. Governor of New Brunswick, Canada.

I actually found this among my father’s papers…

 

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Although I have no earthly idea who wrote it.

Genealogy is fun.

And fascinating.

And rewarding.

As well as incredibly frustrating.

 

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It’s also surprising.

Like when I started on my mother’s side of Austrian relatives…

And found Franz.

 

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Damn. That’s disturbing…

Good thing he was only the father in law of my 1rst cousin twice removed.

Genealogy.

Ya never know who will fall out when you shake the family tree.