A distant relative named William Varney felt it necessary to carve his name into the mortar at Winchester Cathedral sometime in the last three hundred years. A permanent reminder that he was there.

I'm going for something a little less destructive, but hopefully as permanent.

In 1879, my 5th great uncle, Robert Boodey Caverly, wrote, "by a constant, careful study of the past, man may learn to be wise. To this end, a genealogical record of a kindred race, concise in form and truthful in detail, to be read of all men, shall serve like a lamp, to light up the pathway of life. ... the book is now written, and it becomes the duty of every one of us to obtain it, study it, preserve it, and send it far down to the distant ages."


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