Yes, that’s the title to an old Randy Travis song. If you haven’t ever heard it, there’s a youtube link at the bottom of this post.
But I’m diggin’ a whole lot deeper than Randy did in his song. I’m diggin’ way back into my past – to my ancestors. This photo includes my great-great-grandparents and all their offspring. It was taken in 1910. How cool is that?!
Aside from the fact that I’m fascinated with my family tree, I’m also gleaning tons of story ideas every time I trace back another root. For instance, the woman sitting in this photo is my great-great-grandmother Cora Rosana Delano. The same Delano family as Franklin Delano Roosevelt.
I don’t know her whole story … but it would be fun to fill in the blanks and create one worthy of telling. I think the fact that she raised nine sons with the help of only one daughter might be story enough to get me started. 😉
The gentleman in the back row, second from the left, is my great-grandfather Myron Peter Dermyer, or as I knew him, Grandpa Pete. I was eight years old when he passed away. My great-uncle still lives in the house Grandpa and Grandma Pete lived in. Good memories.