Connie Baumann, Editor--Mail Me


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VOL  II     NO 2                       AUG 99                                     WHOLE NO 1
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STRANGERS IN THE BOX

Author:  Unknown

Come look with me in this drawer,
In this box I've often seen,
At the pictures, black and white,
Faces proud, still serene.

I wish I knew the people,
These strangers in the box,
Their names and all their memories,
Are lost among my socks.

I wonder what their lives wer like,
How did they spend their days,
What about their special times,
I'll never know their ways.


If only someone had taken time,
To tell who, what, where, or when,
These faces of my heritage,
Would come to life again.

Could this become the fate,
Of the pictures we take today,
The faces and the memories,
Someday to be passed away?

Make time to save your stories,
Seize the opportunity when knocks,
Or someday you and yours could be,
The strangers in the box.







BACK TO RESEARCH

In the endless quest to find our elusive 
kin, I have talked to many people over 
the years.

I have obtained photos, bible records, and
other sources from many people.  Some I 
havelet lie where they are since I know 
where they are if needed.

I have travelled many miles, spent much 
onpostage, paper and other items.  I have 
spentcountless hours in cemeteries, lib-
raries, courthouses and Family History 
Centers; notto mention the hours spent 
on the internet.

The one thing I have never done is attend a
family reunion of Womacks other than my own.
One of these days, I will attend one and cer-
tainly surprise many who thought I'd never
show!


Why did I get into this hobby of obsession?
Well, I once asked my father where did
grandpa and greatgrandpa come from. He 
apparently didn't want to answer and just
shrugged it off.

Now you know that doesn't sit well with a
budding genealogist, nor a curious Womack!
So, that started it. 

I sent letters, called people, but that was
slow, time consuming and with the little pati-
ence I have; somewhat frustrating to say the
least.

I did get a lucky break by writing to a post-
master in E Tennessee. Found a descendant 
of a brother of my Greatgreatgrandfather.
What a find! And to top it off, his daddy,
granddaddy, wife and inlaws!