What is a Scribe? they are story tellers

The story tellers, we are the chosen ones,
My feelings are in each family there is one who seems called to find the 
Ancestors,
To put flesh on their bones and make them live again,
to tell of their family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve,

To me, doing genealogy is not a cold gathering facts but, instead
Breathing life into all who have gone before,
We are the storytellers of the tribe.
All tribes have one or two, 
We have been called as it were by our genes,
Those who have gone before cry out to us,
Tell our story, 
In finding them, we somehow find ourselves.
How many graves have I stood before, I have lost count,
How many times have I told the Ancestors you have a wonderful family?
You would be proud of us,
How many times have I walked up to a grave and felt somehow there was 
Love there for me, I cannot say,
It goes beyond just Documenting facts.
It goes to who I am and why do I do the things I do?
I am a storyteller passed down from my grandfather Jack Wright,

It goes to seeing a cemetery about to be lost forever to weeds and indifference 
And saying I can?t let this happen,
The bones here are bones of my bones and flesh of my flesh,
It goes to doing something about it.
It goes to pride in what our Ancestors were able to accomplish,
How they contributed to what we are today,

It goes to respecting their hardships and losses. Their giving in or
Giving up, their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family,
It goes to deep pride that they fought to make and keep us a Natshions. 
It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us.
That we might be born who we are.
That we might remember them, 
So we do with love and caring and scribing each fact of their Existence 
Because we are them and they are us.
So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of our family history.
It is up to next one called in our generation to answer the call
And take their place in the long line of family storytellers.
That is why I do my family genealogy, and that is what calls 
Those young and old to step up and put flesh on those bones.
As I listen to the breeze I can hear them speak
I know you will all endeavor to
Live up to our expectations of you
You have with in you the blood of great pioneer stock.
From the labors of your ancestors came this land we call home.
                             AMERICA.
 

A special thanks goes to a writer named George Mosher
For making this woman?s life.
with a very much Appreciated complement thank you.
You made my heart sing with glee.