Comedy in Family History
A FAMILY HISTORIANS LAMENT - AUTHOR UNKNOWN
|TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN
1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat
rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good, and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't
|Can a first cousin, once
A Cemetary......... is a marble orchard, not to be taken for granite!
Crazy................... is a relative term for my family!
Genealogy............ is chasing your own tale!
Genealogy............ is all relative in the end!
Genealogy............ is tracing yourself back to better people!
Genealogy............ is a haystack full of needles, it's the threads I need!
Genealogy............ is collecting dead relatives and sometime a live cousin!
Genealogy............ is where you confuse the dead and irritate the living!
I trace my family history so I know who to blame.
It's hard to be humble with ancestors like mine!
Life takes it's toll, have exact change ready!
Searching for lost relatives?.... win the Lottery!
That's strange....... half my ancestors were women!
Do I even want ancestors?... Some I found I wish I could loose!
Every family tree has some sap in it!
Floor........ Is the place you store most of your precious family records!
Friends come and go, but relatives tend to accumulate .
Genealogists........ do it in the Library.
Genealogists........ live in the past lane.
Genealogists........ never die, they just loose their roots.
Heredity.............. Everyone believes in it until their children act like fools!
I looked at my family tree.... there were two dogs using it!
My family tree.... is a few branches short of full bloom.
Life is lived forwards, but understood backwards!
My ancestors are hiding in a witness protection program!
Research is......... what I'm doing, when I don't know what I'm doing!
Take nothing but ancestors, leave nothing but records.
Theory of relativity: If you go back far enough.... we're all related!
Rules for using the Research Rooms
Written by Edna Jaques, A Canadian Poetress in early 1900's
Genealogist's Christmas Eve
'Twas the night before Christmas
The dining room table with clutter was spread
Stacks of old copies of wills and such
And I at my table was ready to drop
Had I not been busy with grandparents' wills,
While I was thus musing about my sad plight,
When what with my wondering eyes should appear,
And then in a twinkle, I heard on the roof
"Dear" Santa had come from the roof in a wreck,
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
He spied my research on the table all spread
I gazed with amusement--the cover it read
"While the elves make the sleighful of toys I now carry,
"Now off you go to your bed for a rest,
While settling in bed, I heard Santa's clear whistle,
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