Aged 45 yrs. One Wood Within another. Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down. 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.
My ancestors are hiding in a witness protection program. What I'm doing, when I don't know what I'm doing. Take nothing but ancestors, leave nothing but records. Genealogists never die, they just lose their roots. A hay stack full of needles.