*This seemed like a very apropo Poem to send to this list today, Christmas
Day 2002!* Merry Christmas to all! *Tina/CA* (it came from a MORRIS list
I'm on!)
Genealogist's Christmas Eve
> '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
> With pedigree charts and with letters which said...
> "Too bad about the data for which you wrote;
> Sank in a storm on an ill-fated boat."
>
> Stacks of old copies of wills and such
> Were proof that my work had become 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 such was my lot
> That presents and goodies and toys I'd forgot.
>
> Had I not been busy with grandparents' wills,
> I'd not have forgotten to shop for such thrills,
> While others bought gifts to bring Christmas cheers,
> 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 in a flash,
> Tore open the drapes and yanked up the sash.
>
> When what with my wondering eyes should appear,
> But an overstuffed sleigh and eight small reindeer.
> Up to the house top the reindeer they flew,
> With a sleigh full of toys and 'ole Santa Claus, too.
>
> And then in a twinkle, I heard on the roof
> The prancing and pawing of thirty-two hoofs.
> As I drew in my head, and bumped it on the sash,
> Down the cold chimney fell Santa--KER-RASH!
>
> "Dear" Santa had come from the roof in a wreck,
> And tracked soot on the carpet, (I could wring his short neck!)
> Spotting my face, good 'ole Santa could see
> 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 was all 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 amusement--the cover it read
> Genealogy Lines for Which You Have Plead.
> "I know what it's like as a genealogy bug."
> He said as he gave me a great Santa hug.
>
> "While the elves make the sleighful of toys I now carry,
> I do some research in the North Pole Library!
> A special treat I am thus able to bring,
> To genealogy folk who can't find a thing."
>
> "Now off you go 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 much to me.
>
> While settling in bed, I heard Santa's clear whistle,
> To his team, which then 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!"
>--Author Unknown
>
"You don't know who you ARE
until you know who you are FROM."
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