I think that I shall never see
The finish of a family tree.
As it forever seems to grow
From roots that started very low;
Way back in ancient history times,
In foreign lands and distant climbs.
From them grew trunk and branching limb,
That date back to a time so dim.
One seldom knows exactly when
That parents met and married then.
Nor when the twigs began to grow,
With odd named children, row by row.
Though a verse like this is made by me
And the ends in sight as you can see;
'Tis not the same with family trees.
Genealogy Page 1
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Family Facts
The background music on this page is "Clair de Lune" by Debussy.
The Stark Crest
Genealogy
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Reunions
Blacksmiths
Marriage Licenses
James Stark 1798 Will
A Tale of a Cow's Tail
(Poem by 12 year old Rowland boy)
Cemeteries
Our Family Hero
A Tribute to Lawrence Stark
General John Stark
Winslow, Missouri
Albany, Missouri
The Stark Ladies
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