My Family Tree


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This is the black walnut tree I grew up under in my back yard. It was already old 60 years ago when I was 6. No matter how long it lives, it will always be firmly in touch with its roots.

People are not trees. Who and what we are is not determined by our ancestors. Our genes are passed down through generations, but each time they are changed a little bit. And those genes represent only a potential. Each of us must make of them what we can; what we will.

Still, the stories of our ancestors can be fascinating, even if their lives were ordinary. They spent those lives in a time we can never know first-hand. We can only learn from a distance, and travel there only in imagination.

The world has many walls, and many Wallers. If you're one of them we might be related. On the other hand, we might not. The great Wallers of China are not my kin, though I have always respected their handiwork. The Berlin Wallers are also a different family.

Research is underway to discover the relativity of the Wallers. One might call it the theory of Wallertivity.

Seriously, if you think you might be a branch or a leaf...




My boyhood home just outside of Hannibal, Missouri
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Some Relatives



The Early Years

Back In Time I

Back In Time II
Pictures from the past

Under the Walnut Tree
History of the Family from 1066

On My Mother's Grave