Sorry, but I am still tripping over this. I understand some of my forefathers never expected me to read the word, understand its meaning, or spell it. Researching family history and genealogy is depressing for some. I am in a particularly curious mode, and my children are asking questions. Yes, we are better off today, than we would have been years ago, but my heart is aching over what I have learned. God bless America, for it is our home for hundreds of years, and it is a fine land. I see the European and African ties that make my family who we are. Some of it is deeply painful, in terms of how we, as a family, became us.
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