Grandad's Ramblings shows a record of the Harvey and Caisley Family History. Also recorded are the ancestral names that make up our background. On the Caisley side the names of Caisley, Freeman, Brookes, Wheldon, Purves, Guest, Bowen, Grainger, Goodwin, Salter, Ingram, Walters, Bartlett have been or are still being researched. On the Harvey side the names of Harvey, Uncles, Mayne - Knott, Smith, Bell, Bowen, Hartwell, Tidman, Blackmore, Nicholls, Palmer, Perrins, Sheffield, Tandy, Lawley, Whitehead, Luckock, Baker, Littler, Writtle have been or are still being researched. Other surnames will emerge as research progresses and will be added to our history at the appropriate time. It also includes our genealogical excursions into the USA, Canada, Australia, Germany and our families early military history including service in both WW1 and WWII. Also listed are items of historical interest discovered during our research.
For in and out, above, about, below,
'Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show,
Play'ed in a box whose Candle is the Sun,
Round which we Phantom Figures come and go.
"The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam" (XLVI) from the translation by Edward FitzGerald
'Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show,
Play'ed in a box whose Candle is the Sun,
Round which we Phantom Figures come and go.
"The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam" (XLVI) from the translation by Edward FitzGerald
Taken from the poems of Max Ehrmann
Ships Returning Home.
We are all ships returning home laden with life's experience, memories of work, good times and sorrows, each with his especial cargo;
And it is our common lot to show the marks of the voyage, here a shattered prow, there a patched rigging, and every hulk turned black by the unceasing batter of the restless wave.
May we be thankful for fair weather and smooth seas, and in times of storm have the courage and patience that mark every good mariner;
And, over all, may we have the cheering hope of joyful meetings, as our ship at last drops anchor in the still water of the eternal harbor.
We are all ships returning home laden with life's experience, memories of work, good times and sorrows, each with his especial cargo;
And it is our common lot to show the marks of the voyage, here a shattered prow, there a patched rigging, and every hulk turned black by the unceasing batter of the restless wave.
May we be thankful for fair weather and smooth seas, and in times of storm have the courage and patience that mark every good mariner;
And, over all, may we have the cheering hope of joyful meetings, as our ship at last drops anchor in the still water of the eternal harbor.
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