Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Cries from our Ancestors; "Remember Me"



If we could hear the cries from our ancestors, they might be saying "REMEMBER ME". I often think of how difficult life was back then. The daily routine of cooking, cleaning, washing, sewing, farming, building and fixing things would consume their entire day. Diseases and sicknesses would sweep through every family, taking the lives of many loved ones. My great great great grandparents buried five of their babies because of sicknesses that existed during the mid 1800's. They wouldn't have any time for luxury or entertainment, and their way of relaxing was reading the Bible by the fire.

When I visited the homestead of my Great, Great, Great Grandparents, I couldn't help but think back on their lives as they raised thirteen children in a small four room home. Not four bedrooms; four rooms. One room was the kitchen, one room was the family room, and two rooms upstairs for the children and parents to sleep. They lived on a 700 acre farm, which only provided them with the food and income they needed to survive. They worked harder than us, and I'm sure their only request would be "remember me."

Because I know my ancestors, I am more sensitive to their hardships and losses, but also grateful for the many blessings and conveniences that we all have because of them. It's a simple, yet important request from them; "remember me".

Who's in the above photo: My grandmother, Ruth Imogene Adams Burnes' father, Gim William Adams, her uncle, Charley Ross Adams, and Grandparents; William & Mary Adams. Photo taken about 1902 in Scotland County, Missouri.

Photos of my GGG-Grandparents 177 year old home that I visited in Hope, Indiana on September 9, 2009.




L-R: Frankie Ziegler, Sarah Burnes Heiner, Ronnie Ziegler (4th cousins)
standing in front of the Burnes Homestead.

REMEMBER - REMEMBER - REMEMBER

1 comment:

  1. So great that you can still visit an ancestors original home. What fun.
    Regards,
    Theresa

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