why genealogists do what they do..

a perfect example of how EVERYONE can preserve their history
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Photo by David Dockstader
as poster ‎Lori C‎ states SO clearly

"This is another good reason to get out and take those pictures of our families gravesites (even though some may think it odd) Future genealogists may never find their ancestors gravesites otherwise

ANYONE who does not speak out against this kind of hatred- condones it. I feel this implicitly

those who do not speak; either by ignoring it giving the perpetrators unspoken permission to continue

or by trying to excuse it making the speaker as bad as if not worse than the perpetrator. to excuse it is a conscious action to allow such perversion and hate to continue - this constitutes the very definition of immoral.*

neither methods of are acceptable in a civilized** world..

*immoral = wicked, foul, unprincipled, unscrupulous, dishonorable, dishonest, unconscionable, iniquitous, corrupt, depraved, vile, villainous,

**civilized= a stage of social, cultural, and moral development that enlightens, edifies, improves, educates, & cultivates

a little while ago i was reminded of some of the things i love about the schizophrenic valley i live in

understand i have a hate/love relationship to this place.. but every so often when i am really down on it - it does something to remind me of what i love..

I live in a small city... near one end of a string of small cities that follow the foothills of our mountains much of the length of our valley.. think of it rather like a string of beads, some shinier, some rougher than others.. ..the reason they were first put at the base of the mountains had to do with water availability in a rather harsh desert environment -and they are cities with city 'things' streets/traffic/crowding/sirens/dogs barking etc, etc

but every so often i am reminded how close the open desert really is.. tonite was one of those times..

i live on a fairly busy road, so i hear vehicles almost as white noise, we hear sirens a lot as we are an alternate route for them. so dead quiet is quite rare..

and in one of those very rare moments of stillness, just before dusk, i heard the coyote singing...

he made me smile...