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The Family Tree
By Jim Wolf

One tree outlives the mighty oak
Because it's made of special folk,
Through generations changing form,
Providing shelter from life's storm.
Our parents' parents and before,
Who may have lived on distant shores,
They root our lives in memories;
We're nourished by their histories.
A sturdy trunk that lends support
And gives us care of every sort -
The fathers, mothers, uncles, aunts,
Who nurture us like tender plants.
The children, branching toward the sky,
Have brand new dreams and deeds to try.
And babies, buds that seem so small,
Will flower so the tree grows tall.

Notes on a Family Album
By Mary F. Heisey

I sit before some photographs
of people I don't know.
Mom said, "They are your relatives,"
But that was long ago.
She used to get the album out
And put me on her knee:
Then pointing, with a story line
Tell family history.
The captions used were all her own,
Each time developed new.
We never thought to write them down
Before her life was through.
I see some family features now;
I have begun to care.
Since Mom is gone, I cannot ask,
"Whose picture is that there?"
If you have the photos in a book
Without a caption, too.
Go get a pen and label them,
or you may wonder, "Who?"


I came across these letter combination on page 294 of Conn Iggulden's book "The Dangerous Book For Boys" bought for me as a Christmas present by Richard and Lynn.

PRSRVYMNTHSPRCPTSTN

I emailed Richard Horne, the illustrator, asking him what the combination of the letters meant. I was told I was the only one in half a million people who had bought the book, who had asked!

Harper Collins, the publishers replied that it is the expression "Preserve Ye Men These Precepts Ten" with the "e"s removed.

When I searched the internet the nearest I could find was "Preserve, ye perfect men; ever keep these precepts ten" which apparently, according to Houdini, was an inscription written over the Decalogue in a country church. Apparently, no one was able to read it for over 200 years.