|About Old Trails: Varnell and Creech
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► ► ► On this site only the living are hidden from any and all who come by. If I didn't want to share with others, I wouldn't have put a tree online to begin with. Some old trails have grown dim, some have big mudholes here and there to find a way through, and some just wander into the woods and disappear. But there are great things to discover along them, and I want to follow them all. They came in wooden ships and the steerage of liners, for a multitude of reasons. They cleared the land and planted crops, they opened stores, they built schools and places of worship. They worked in mills and sweatshops, in mines and offices, and wherever else things needed doing. They didn't just dream, they worked their tails off, they got through the hard times, and sometimes fought and even died for what they and their families had and hoped to have. They did their best to pass their strengths on to their children, and if they also passed a few faults along, that shows they were human. They are our ancestors. We aren't all that wouldn't be here were it not for them. They built this country. They made it strong. Let us never forget them or fail them. Hi! My name is Dorothy and these are the family trees of my husband and I. His (Varnell) for his sons and their kids and their kids, mine (Creech) because I'm kin to a lot of folks and I have fun chasing them all down, and both because I believe records should be kept of where we all come from. This is of course still a work in progress, and some days I will get to work on it and some I won't, but sooner or later I'll get all the stuff I already have down here, and then can concentrate more on adding new info as I learn it. If something is unsourced yet, bear with me, I have the sources and will get them all up here eventually. If you are interested in a name whose sources are not yet in place, contact me and I will give you my sources on it. Many. many thanks to my Great-aunt Myrtle Taylor Daniell, who, way back when I was only sixteen, walked me through a cemetery where some of my ancestors are buried, and got me bitten by the genealogy bug.