Our Family's Journey Through Time
We're so pleased you dropped in to visit our site. We've worked for some time on this and had no idea that the family and its connections to our ancestors was so large.
My brother, Mike, has done most of the research and I have done the technical duties.
Our objective was to do a lineage of the Woods family starting with our great grand father, William Jackson Woods, as the control point. All well and good.....But what about our mothers heritage....Maybe we should include grandmothers lineage also. Wait...we have 2 grandmothers and 2 grandfathers. Can't leave them out.
Things may have gotten out of hand. It was decided to include anyone that had a tie to us, my brother and I, that is. It appears that most folks from Stokes County and surrounding counties in North Carolina and Virginia are related ....at least a little bit.
It appears that most of our ancestors, from 1780 through 1980 lived in and around Stokes County, NC. Of course there were, from time to time, a few drifters who wandered off into the wilderness.
William Jackson Woods was chosen as our focal point for the tree. He was my great grandfather and actually the great grandfather of many of us. He was know to most as "Will".
Will was married to Martha Ann Nelson. They spent most of their lives in Stokes County, NC, with excursions into Rockingham County, NC, and Patrick County, Va.
It is a thrill to find the ancestors, to put flesh on their bones and make them live again, to tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve. Doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing life into all who have gone before.
Martha had a tragic ending and Will passed shortly thereafter. Both are buried at the Oak Ridge Baptist Church Cemetery near Sandy Ridge, NC....in Stokes County.
The bones here are bones of my bone and flesh of my flesh. It goes to doing something about it. It goes to pride in what our ancestors were able to accomplish. How they contributed to what we are today. It goes to respecting their hardships and losses, their never giving in or giving up, their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family. It goes to deep pride that the fathers fought and some died to make and keep us a nation. It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us. It is of equal pride and love that our mothers struggled to give us birth, without them we could not exist, and so we love each one, as far back as we can reach. That we might be born who we are. That we might remember them. So we do. With love and caring and scribing each fact of their existence, because we are they and they are the sum of who we are. So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of my family. It is up to that one called in the next generation to answer the call and take my place in the long line of family storytellers. That is why I do my family genealogy, and that is what calls those young and old to step up and restore the memory or greet those who we had never known before. 'It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us. It is of equal pride and love that our mothers struggled to give us birth, without them we could not exist, and so we love each one, as far back as we can reach. That we might be born who we are. That we might remember them. So we do. With love and caring and scribing each fact of their existence, because we are they and they are the sum of who we are. So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of my family. It is up to that one called in the next generation to answer the call and take my place in the long line of family storytellers. That is why I do my family genealogy, and that is what calls those young and old to step up and restore the memory or greet those who we had never known before.' by Della M. Cummings Wright; Rewritten by her granddaughter Dell Jo Ann McGinnis Johnson; Edited and Reworded by Tom Dunn, 1943.
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