I had a very very special childhood . When I was growing up it never entered my mind that there was any other way than the way I was growing up . I had a Mommy , I had a Daddy , My Mommy stayed home , My Daddy worked , I didn’t have any chores , I went to school , I played , I got into trouble, I got spanked .

Then I went in the Army . I met a few people that had a different childhood .

Then I got married and started a family of my own . I worked , My wife stayed at home, I had kids , My family had a roof over their head , My family had food in their belly , My family had clothes on their back , Life was good , Then my life changed .

I learned first hand what some of the other  life styles were like .

  I’ve learned over the years to appreciate what you have and thank God for it .

I fell and broke my hip a few years ago and that’s when I started getting into genealogy . I knew a little about my mothers family but I didn’t know hardly any thing about my fathers family . I knew my fathers fathers name and where he was born and that was about it . Now I know his fathers name and his mothers name .  I even have pictures of them but some of the stories I’ve learned I don’t care to repeat .

So much for genealogy