When I came across the newspaper clipping announcing my Grandpa Tipton’s arrival into town – I took note of the date, September 6, 1884 and it took awhile before the gravity of it all began to set in.
It confirmed what I was able to discern from the countenances of my Ancestors in the aged photo.
My 3rd Great Grandparents were a proud people and they both wielded a presence which demanded that it be acknowledged. I often see this same energy in the form of my family and it always inspires me.
Like my Grandpa Tipton and the litany of other Ancestors I’ve encountered. The mention of their names generates a respect that is above repute, knowing that the fortitude of my Ancestors is alive and well is nothing short of redemptive.
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