It
is New Year's Eve 1852 and an ancestor sits at his desk by candlelight. He dips his pen in ink and
begins to write his New Year's Resolutions.
1. No man is truly well-educated unless he
learns to spell his name at least three different ways within the same
document. I resolve to give the appearance of being extremely
well-educated in this coming year.
2. I resolve to see to it that all of my
children will have the same names as my ancestors have used for six generations
in a row.
3. My age is no one's business but my
own. I hereby resolve to never list the same age of birth year twice
on any document.
4. I resolve to have each of my children
baptized in a different church
-- either in a different faith, or in
a different parish.
Every third child will not be baptized at all or
will be baptized by an itinerant minister who keeps no records.
5. I resolve to move to a new town, new
county, or new state, at least once every 10 years -- just before
those pesky enumerators come around asking silly questions.
6. I will make every attempt to reside in
counties and towns where no vital records are maintained or where the
courthouse burns down every few years.
7. I resolve to join an obscure
religious cult that does not believe in record keeping or in
participating in military service.
8. When the tax collector comes to my
door, I'll lend him my pen, which has been dipped in rapidly fading blue ink.
9. I resolve that if my beloved wife,
Mary, should die, I will marry another Mary.
l0. I resolve not to make a will.
Who needs to spend money on a lawyer?
Oh, so that explains it, then!! A lot of my ancestors followed these resolutions.
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