Tracing yourself back to better people. Every family tree has some sap in it. The place for storing your priceless genealogy records. Friends come and go, but relatives tend to accumulate. Genealogists do it in the library.
Genealogists never die, they just loose their roots.
A hay stack full of needles. It's the threads I need. Where you confuse the dead and irritate the living. I think my family tree is a few branches short of full bloom. Life is lived forwards, but understood backwards.