The Narrow Line

We walk a lonely road
Or so I have been told
That life's a lonely journey for us all
But here I'd like to say, somewhere along the way
We choose how we stand and how we fall

For to walk upon this earth, there's a price I have to pay
For all you do and say, and all you hope and pray
And all that you oppose and obey

And all that you believe, and all you laugh and grieve
and what you have become today

And to think the way I do, there's a price I have to pay

Walk the narrow line, walk the narrow line
Walk the narrow line back home
I'll walk until I find, my truth and piece of mind
I will walk the narrow line

Peace will come, your peace will come
When all is said and done
It's only a memory away

And when you find peace, and all your angers cease
Then you'll make some sense of it all
Then the promises of truth, that shone so bright in youth
Give way to greater knowledge as they fall

To be truthful to myself, there's a price I have to pay

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Thomas Ferris

Spending sometime today researching the Will of Thomas Ferris who left his home and possessions to his wife and children when he died in 1887. I'll spend a few hours continuing to trace back his home from the current owners back to when our family owned it. So far I am back to 1972. ( 5 owners so far ) Also think I will visit the Cambridge Cemetery and give a look at almost three dozen ancestors whose final resting place are there. I want to research Porteus, Griffith, Crocker and Ferris graves there again and make sure there is no information I have missed. This cemetery's sextant is very helpful and their records are great for name, age at death, date of death, place of death, date of burial, undertaker, and sometimes cause of death. Often more then one person is buried under a gravestone though not marked on the stone. I found 9 family members under one stone yet only two marked on the stone and 8 others buried ( including my grandfather ) in an unmarked grave.

The more you speak with relatives even just slightly older then you and the more you get them to talk about their memories, the more they suddenly remember as long ago places and things buried years ago are suddenly remembered. You never know what kind of discoveries await you from those memories. Keep hunting out there and thanks for dropping in on me here !

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