Family Trees grow both ways: from the Root and from the Branches. As I chose this month to honor all of the women whose DNA I carry in my cells, I also want to honor the women who are passing MY DNA onward into the future, my daughters, and through my son, my daughter in law.
I have six beautiful grandchildren, as you can see. One day there may be more as my youngest son is still single and my children are still young. As there are many mothers before me, I am old enough to look behind and see mothers passing on the heritage and dna of my forebears, into the future, through me.
These are some of the women in my family tree who were mothers, who passed DNA on to me and many others, who I chose to feature (or mention) in my month long tribute to Mother's Day:
Patsy Palmer, Sarah Maycock, Lisha Ramsey, Leah Julian, Julina Aldridge, Prussia Murray, Talitha Herrin, Tabitha Marks, Nellie Kindrat, Piety Lambert, Delaney Braswell, Deliverence Tuthill, Antje Wells, Bridget Smith, Isabella Pace, Sarah Fincher, Sallie Winfield, Charlotte Freeman, Judith Taylor, Penelope Blow, Keziah Tucker, Nancy Webster, Susan Faulkner, Betsy Carpenter, Caroline Hudson, Vashita Calloway, Catherina Muehl, Mattie Russell, Ava McGregor, Amelia Hatley, Anna Maria Merckle, Obedience Ramsey, Rebecca Helms, Margaret Buchanan, Leavy Starnes, Harriett Means, Elizabeth Fenwick, Catherine Alexander, Wincy Morton, Polly Erwin, Isabelle Foreman, Catherine Black, Prudence Jones, Mary Anna Burris, Cornelia Angeline Lathrop. And last, but certainly not least, my own mother, Joyce Davis.
Happy Mother's Day to all Mother's Today and Every Day.
When I was little, my mother and I lived with her parents for a number of years. As I had a working mother, a great deal of time was spent with my grandfather. My father was in the army, but they later divorced. Many a summer night was spent swinging on the front porch while my grandfather sang me to sleep, or told me old family stories that had been passed down to him. My grandfather loved history and I loved my grandfather. My passion for genealogy was born in those nights. The source for many of those stories about people who had lived and died long before he did came from his own grandmother. Her name was Julina.
Julina Aldridge Davis and Horton Hampston Davis
Francis Julina Aldridge had been born in 1856 to Henry Garner Aldridge and his wife Priscilla "Prussia" Aldridge. She was a twin, and she and her twin, Julia, were the youngest daughters. There were two sons that followed, John Adam and Joseph, making 12 in all. She died in 1935. My grandfather had grown up and married by then and his two oldest chidren had been born. He knew her well. I knew her son, my Great Grandfather, William Hampton Davis, he lived until I was in my teens. But Will wasn't the storyteller. It had been Julina.
Name:Julina Aldridge
Age:4
Birth Year:abt 1856
Gender:Female
Home in 1860:Stanly, North Carolina
Post Office:Albemarle
Dwelling Number:257
Family Number:257
Household Members:
Julina's life had not been easy. I suppose the first most tragic thing to happen to her was the death of her twin sister, Julia. I don't know exactly when Julia died, but she did not make it to adulthood. I do know she was buried at a farm on Aldridge Road on property eventually purchased by Kimreys, in a small family plot that also included some children that Julina had given birth to early that died as infants. The cemetery had been plowed along with lands around it, which disturbs me to this day. How much cotton can you grow on a childs grave?
The second tragic thing in her life would be the death of her father. She was a Civil War orphan. Garner, in his 40's, was paid to serve in the place of a wealthier man in the community, a Mr. Green. He did not last long and died of disease his first year in. Julina's mother, Priscilla, called "Prussia", was not financially able to care for her large family. Her oldest living son, Hamp, who had also served in the War, was married. (J. Walker, the firstborn son died at 15 and is buried at Rehobeth Church). The daughters in their teens were married off young and quickly to older men in the community. The younger children, including Julina, were bound out, or placed in the homes of neighbors and relatives in intact families. Families with a father.
Her brother, John Adam, went to live with his Uncle, Josiah Aldridge. He was fortunate. Julina was placed in the home of Benjamin Lindsey Whitley. Whitley had a house full of boys. Julina was used and abused by those boys. She got pregnant by them several times. A few of the babies died or were stillborn. Those were buried with Julia. Some lived, her oldest daughter Mollie and son, Filmore, were the children of Ephraim Whitley, B. L. Whitley's son. Her own mother, Prussia, would have a child, a little girl, Matilda, 7 years after her husband had died, and well into her 40's.
Julina eventually would begin a relationship with an older neighbor, Horton H. Davis. He had came from a family that had been wealthy before the Civil War, but devasted after. His own father had become the blacksheep of the family after becoming an alchoholic.
I never knew it, but had shockingly discovered, in the old court records of Stanly County, that Hawk and Julina had been arrested for fornication in the 1880's. Indeed, several of their children had been born before 1889, the year they were married. But they did.
Hawk was a good man. In the Aldridge family history is a quote of his, handed down to Don Aldridge by his Aunt Maudie Scarboro, that Hawk was once told that,' half of those children' were not his. He said he knew, but he loved them all the same. This did not mean Julina was unfaithful while they were together, though I do not know. Perhaps it just referred to the ones she already had.
Hawk and Julina Davis and Family
My Great Grandfather, Will, was born 2 years after the marriage. He is the small boy second from left in the above picture. Julina had 11 children whose names we know, and supposedly, the two girls who died as infants. Hawk died in 1906 and Julina lived until 1935. Her obituary states she was a devout Christian lady and notes nothing of her checkered past. In the end, she gained back her reputation. My grandfather only knew her as a loving grandmother.
Happy Mother's Day my Second Great Grandmother, Julina.
Margaret M. Buchanon, along with her mother Mary (Ryan or Keys) and grandmother, Catherine Black, represent the Scotch- Irish branch of my family tree. They were a unique group of their own, and followed nearly the same path to the Carolinas as my German ancestors, but they were a fiercely different group and although they may have taken the same route, their story was vastly different.
In his book, The Scotch-Irish: The Scot in North Britain, North Ireland and North America", Charles A. Hanna reaccounts the travels of a Presbyterian minister, Alexander Craighead, who came as a minister to the scattered and widely spread Scotch-Irish families in frontier America.
"Mr. Craighead removed to the frontiers of Virginia between the years 1749 to 1752; and then a few years later to North Carolina, where he settled on Rocky River, in Mecklenburg County. (This area is now in Cabarrus County), "In Carolina he found a race of people remote from the seat of authority, among whom the intolerant laws of the English colonies were a dead letter................A race of men that feared neither the labor and hardships of a pioneer life, not the dangers of a frontier which was the scene of frequent bloody attacks by the savages." "Under the teachings of Craighead, it is not strange that these people should be among the first to concieve the idea of Independence."
My Scotch-Irish ancestors were the most patriotic and rebelious of them all. First in fight and first in freedom, and from a son of Mary M. Buchanon came my entrance into the D.A.R.
The Great Wagon Road
Margaret Mary Buchanon was the oldest child of Samuel Buchanon and his wife Mary. I've seen Mary's name as both Ryan or Keys. Margaret, was born in Lancaster, Lancaster County, Pennsylvaniaa in 1728
In 1728, residents living in the backwoods of Chester County complained that “thieves, vagabonds, and ill people” had infested the rural areas of what is now Lancaster County and petitioned for the creation of a new county. Residents also had to travel great distances to reach the Courthouse. Lancaster County was formed May 10, 1729 to address these concerns and bring a new seat of government to residents that were settled in this vast wilderness. It was the first county created beyond the original three counties of Bucks, Chester, and Philadelphia. https://www.co.lancaster.pa.us/195/Lancaster-History
So Margaret was born the year the County was established. Her father, Samuel Buchanan had been born in Omagh, Tyrone, Ulster Ireland in 1705 and her mother in Tyrone as well. But Samuel's roots were not Irish.
His father, John Buchanon, was born in Tyrone in 1676 and died there in 1728, but had married his mother, Catherine Black, in 1703 in Mains Branshogle Killearn Ayre, Scotland.
John Buchanon's father, George Buchanon, was the son of Sir John Buchanon Laird Van Blairlusk, who first escaped Scotland for Holland, before having to seek refuge in Ireland. George's wife and John's mother, Elizabeth Mayne, hailed from Stirlingshire, Scotland.
The below link is on the Buchanans of Tyrone and shows portraits of some of them, including one U.S. President, James Buchanon.
So Margaret Mary Buchanon was of true Scottish and Irish stock.
In Pennsylvania her parents would bring 8 children into this new world. Margaret was followed by 6 brothers: 1730 John, 1732 James, 1734 George, 1736 David, 1737 Samuel Jr., 1738 William and the family ended with daughter Mary in 1739. Can you imagine how tough a woman Margaret must have been growing up with all of those little brothers? Her mother died in Lancaster County, PA in 1866 and the family removed to the Carolinas with several other Ulster Scots. They settled in what was to be known as the Waxhaw Colony. With them was grandmother, Catherine Black Buchanan and several other members of the Black family.
Beautiful County Tyrone
In 1752, Margaret would marry William Marr Lemmond. The Lemmonds were truly Irish. William Marr hailed from Belfast and most likely met Margaret in Pennsylvania. The Lemmond line is less known, but between the two a family of Patriots were born. The Scotch-Irish who settled in Mecklenburg NC and Lancaster SC were greatly intermarried, including the families of the McCoys, McKays, Whites, Blacks, Alexanders, Walkers, Orrs, Queries, and so forth. I have nearly all of these families in this branch of my family tree.
In his book, "World of Toil and Strife: Coming Transformation in BackCountry South Carolina", Peter N. Moore writes;
"A note appended to the 1755 Anson County militia census, which liste sixty-one able bodied adult men, speaks volumes;" guns - 14 - wanting". ............"The Methodist families who settled along Waxhaw and Twelve Mile Creeks after the Revolution also married within their group"........In fact, many of these unions were confined to single congregations; Waxhaw Presbyterians tended not to marry Six Mile or Shiloh Presbyterians and vice versa."
So they were very tribal, this leads me to believe the Lemmonds, and there were two in this early group, William and John, were of the same Presbyterian Group as the Buchanans. This means they may have lingered for awhile in the Washington and Augusta county area of Virginia before coming to the Carolinas.
The Waxhaw Settlement
My branch of Lemmonds seemed primarily settled around the area that is now Mint Hill and the part of Union County that once belonged to Mecklenburg. Many are buried at the old Philadelphia Presbyterian Church in Mint Hill. Several lived across the state line in Lancaster County, South Carolina.
Both Samuel Buchanan and William Lemmmond appear in the Mecklenburg County deeds quite often. On February 9, 1771, William recieved a grant from Justina and Abner Nash (Book 6 Page 25) for 100 acres on Coddle Creek. He would also acquire land on Goose Creek and Clear Creek.
In 1783, Samuel Buchanon was appointed Constable in place of James McComb. He held the job of Constable for several years. I tend to believe this was Margarets brother, Samuel Jr., instead of her father. A Samuel Buchanon served on a jury in 1795 and their father was deceased by then.
William and Margaret Buchanon Lemmonds would raise 6 children in this area that is now within Union and Cabarrus Counties of North Carolina.
1753: John Lemmond
1755: Robert Lemmond
1756: William Marr Lemmond, Jr.
1758: Margaret Jane Lemmond
1763: Eleanor "Ellen" Lemmond
1765: Joseph Lemmond
I descend from the oldest, John. John would marry Martha Elizabeth Query, daughter of John Query, a signer of the Mecklenburg Declaration of Independence. Martha Query Lemmonds is another mother in my Family Tree. Both John and William Marr Lemmonds served in the Revolutionary War.
The British had never seen the likes of these fiercly independent Scotch-Irish and refereed to them as a "Nest of Hornets". That is why Charlotte and Mecklenburg County is oftern referred to as the 'Hornets Nest'.
William Marr Lemmonds served in the war as a Surgeon. I can only imagine he may have been more a butcher than a physician.
Samuel Buchanan Lands
Samuel Buchanon would settle lastly in Ebenezer, Florence County, South Carolina, where he is buried. His mother, Catherine Black Buchanan, lived to see 1774 and the onset of American Freedom. My 8th Great Grandmother, I can feel her in my bones as a cantakerous, spirited old Scott.
Philadelphia Presbyterian in Mint Hill
Margaret Mary Buchanon Lemmonds died in 1788 in Mecklenburg County, North Carolina. The place of her burial is unknown, but could be at Philadelphia Presbyterian Church. This part of Mecklenburg is now in Union County. The mother of Patriots and daughter of Scotch-Irish pioneers, I honor my 6th Great Grandmother.
It's 2020. Genealogy today is no longer just the hours spent in dusty basements of a small town courthouse or out plundering through abandoned cemeteries. That remains important, however, and I believe always will, but modern technology is opening new doors we never knew existed.
With the creation of DNA genealogy, our very cells can connect us to long gone ancestors, generations back, whose names we have never heard. Yet in our blood, the remains of them exist.
Such is my relationship with Anna Maria Merckle Hite.
I have a Third Great Grandfather named George Washington Turner. He was born in 1835 in Anson County, NC. His mother's name was Mary Turner and her father's name was James Turner and that is as much as I can acertain through a paper trail. Mary was never married and I do not know who George Washington Turner's father is. Despite all this, many family trees have assigned a man who lived in Anson County at the time, George Turner, as his father. But if you study all the available records of the time, you will not find any relationship between George Turner and George Washington Turner. George had one son who remained in North Carolina and that was Wilson Pinkney Turner. He had a sister, Mary, but she was a very different Mary than Washington's mother, so he wasn't G. W's uncle, either. The only possible relationship between the two would be if George Turner's father, Jaspar and G. W's grandfather James, were somehow related. That's possible, but I've not looked into it and it would be rather distant.
So how does Anna Maria Merckle Hite play into all of this? Well, I came into contact with a distant cousin and direct male line descendant of George Washington Turner who agreed to take a Y DNA test for me to try to determine who G. W's father may have been. As my line is from my Great Grandmother Penny Wayne Turner Davis, none of my closer male relatives would have been a straight male line from Washington.
Remains of a Palatine Lutheran Cemetery in West Camp, Ulster County, New York
When the results came back, we discovered, he, and therefore I, am descended from an early Palatinate settler of the Shenandoah Valley named "Jost Hite". Anna Maria Merckle was the wife of Jost Hite.
Another interesting fact was that the primary origins of the Haplogroup this line fell into was Armenian. The Hite family origins being in Germany, this seems odd, but possible and not just possible, but actual.
The Von Der Heydt family originated in Bonfield Germany and the man we came to know as Jost Hite was born there, the son of a Lutheran Civil Warden and City Councilman named Johannes Von Der Heydt and his Catholic wife, Anna Magdalena Merckle. Now, don't trip over the German names here, because I have not typed in error. Jost Hite's mother was named Anna Magdalena Merckle and his wife was named Anna Maria Merckle. The Germans were just as repetitive and unoriginal as the English, if not more so. There is a thought floating out there that Jost and Anna Maria may have been cousins, since his mother was also a Merckle, but it's not been proven.
It has crossed my mind if the Duchess of Sussex, formally known as American actress Meghan Markle, could be descended from these Merckles, as the old German names made some changes as they crossed the Atlantic. I don't know. However, I do know one celebrity who is descended from Jost Hite and that is country singer, Tim McGraw, as his story was featured on "Finding Your Roots" with Dr. Henry Gates.
Ok, so Johannes Von der Heydt had 8 children with his wife, Anna Magdanlena and when she died he remarried and had 4 more children with Anna Maria, the widow of Caspar Schutz. The importance of this will be important in a minute.
Jost Hite was a son of the first marriage and his original name was Hans Justus von der Heydt. He would become the husband of Anna Maria Merckle.
Anna Maria was the daughter of Abraham Merckle and Anna Veronica Landvatter. She was born on January 16, 1687 in Bonfeld, Wimpfen, the second child and oldest daughter of their 12 children.
The list of them is:
1) Jeremiah Andreas
2) Anna Maria
3) Anna Felicitas
4) Anna Veronica
5) Andreas Jeremias
6) Anna Katherine
7) Anna Veronica II (Perhaps the 1st had died???)
8) Regina Christine
9) Isaac
10) Jakob
11) Anna Rosina
12) Abraham
Boy, you'd have a problem calling for Anna in that house, wouldn't you. I also noticed that the name of the fifth child was basically a reversal of the name of the first. Of course, I did know a woman who named her twins Carolyn Ashley and Ashlyn Carol, but that's another story.
By all accounts, the Merckle family was a prosperous one. So with the marriage of Anna Maria Merckle and Hans Justus von der Heydt on November 11, 1704, the uniting of two well-to-do families of high standing in the community had taken place.
I'm sure the young couple was happy for the first few years, but already, trouble was brewing politically and religiously. In this cloud of unsurity and apprehention, more tragedy was to come.
On February 22, 1705, just 15 months after her marriage, Anna Maria was delivered of her first child, a girl, whom she named Anna Maria. The infant was not healthy and lived only 2 days. Anna Maria, only 18 years old, was very soon pregnant again. Only 11 months later, now 19, she delivered her second child, another girl, whom she named Barbara. This little one lasted only 5 weeks and died.
I can only imagine how devasted the young couple must have been, but there was trouble in the area and they were on the move.
During the War of Spanish Succession, the French and the Holy Roman Empire were militarily depleted. France had a large army, however, and was able to cross the Rhine in June of 1713. The war caused many Rhinelanders to flee, including the Van Der Heydts. They moved to Strasbourg, Alsace in France.
Strasbourg is a beautiful area on the border of France and Germany, with a great deal of influence from both cultures. Two years after the birth and loss of her last daughter, Anna Maria would bring her first son into the world, a boy she named John, here in Strasbourg. And he survived.
But joy was shortlived, as the Heydt family, with thousands of other German Protestants, had to make their way down the Rhine River to Rotterdam, in Holland.
Rotterdam became very crowded very quickly and something had to be done with all of the fleeing
Germans. The once comfortable family were now destitute refugees, grouped with impovershed others, their former status meaningless. On July 15,1709, Hans Justus, with young family, accompanied by his stepmother, Maria, embarked on a ship to England. It is unknown what happened to his father, but accepted that he was by this time, deceased. England didn't accept the refugees either, but sent them on to the American colonies, with the intentions of them being laborers in the pine tar industry.
On June 16, 1710, the family arrived in Ulster County, New York, near Kinston, where they were settled into the West Camp, a community where the German influence is still seen. The plans and promises did not come to fruition and the first few years there were hard. The family are found in the Palantinate Subsistence rolls of 1710-1712.
While this was happening, two more children arrived, Elizabeth in 1711 and Magdalena in 1712. It was after this time, the true fortitude and ambition of the man who came to be known as 'Jost Hite' and his family can be seen.
In 1714, they moved to the German settlement in Pennsylvania. Reasonably assumed to be near people who spoke their own language. Germantown, at the time, was 7 miles out of Philadelphia and is now within it. The English of Philadelphia, including Benjamin Franklin, demanded the German stay within their own community and not settle within the town. Here, Jost was able to earn enough money to buy his family a plot of land on Skippack Creek, in 1715.
Skippack Creek, Philadelphia County, PA
By 1718, the family was in much better shape, financially and bought 600 acres on Perkiomen Creek. There, he built a Grist Mill and was able to raise his family very comfortably. There, they built a brick house with walls said to be of brick two feet thick. There was more than a lasting purpose for the fortress. Having escaped from the persecution of the Catholic French troups, the family now faced the rancor of hostile Native Americans. Many of the Germans were captured and, or killed.
Anna Maria would become mother to 11 children, total, including those who had previously died. In addition to Elizabeth, Mary Elizabeth, John and Magadelena, were Jacob, Abraham, Madeline and Joseph.
There was a Quaker settlement near the Hite family. Anna Maria's oldest two daughter would marry Quakers; Elizabeth to Paul Froman and Mary to George Bowman. Soon, an Inn was established and by 1828, the family were considered pillars of the community. They were settled. Anna Maria was able to raise her children in comfort and security, much like she had been raised.
Pennypacker Mills House
Enter a wheeler-dealer named John Van Meter. He was an Indian Trader and land speculator who was trying to convince Pennsylvania families into uprooting to help establish a settlement of his in the wilds of Virginia. Even wilder than their own wilds. Apparently, one was rewarded with a great deal of property and wealth if one could convince a population of so many families to homestead in the territory. John Van Meter had already convinced his brother, Isaac, to partner with him in the deal.
Jost fell for it. In August of 1731, he bought 40,000 acres from the Van Meter brothers. In addition, just two months later, he bought 100,00 acres along with a Scotchman, Robert McKay. The title to the property wasn't altogether clear. There were strings attached, that he would discover later.
I don't know what happened to McKay, but Jost Hite would found a Land Company with Robert Green and William Hoff. With whateve business partnerships he would make, Jost Hite is still considered to be leader of the first permanent settlement west of the Blue Ridge mountains. He settled in the lower Shenandoah Valley and again proceded a third career. The Jost Hite Mill would end up in the hands of one Peter Pennypacker and as Pennypacker Mills it is known yet today.
Anna Maria Merckle Hite would die in1739, just a few years after resettlement in Virginia. Her widower, Jost, would remarry to the widow of Christian Nuschwanger. (Say that 3 times quickly).
Jost would live another 21 years. He died in the Shenandoah Valley on May 7, 1760 in Kernstown, Frederick County. Virginia. He and his wives are believed to be buried in the Old Opequan Cemetery in Kernstown.
Remains of Jost Hite's Tavern
The children of Jost and Anna Maria continued their parents trend of enterprise and adventure. Some remained in Fredericks County, Virginia while the families of his two daughters who married Quakers are said to have ventured into Kentucky. One son supposedly lived and died in what is now West Viriginia and another made it as far as South Carolina.
For me, now is the task of finding which son we descend from, as it is straight down a male line and whose genes made it to Anson County, North Carolina by 1835.
The most obvious candidate would be that of Jacob, the one who migrated to South Carolina. It would not be a streach of the imagination to think a grandson of his would end up in Anson, a county on the NC/SC border.
The above ad for runaways show that they made servants of the Scotch and convicts. The descriptions are quite informative, but I suppose they had to be with no pictures to aid them.
Jacob Hite is said to have been one of the wealthiest men in what is now Berkeley County, West Virginia. He was born in 1719 and died in 1776. Jacob actually knew and corresponded with George Washington. I found this copy of a letter, dated June 29, 1758, from George Washington to Jacob Hite.
To set the stage for this letter, George Washington, at the time a military officer, had asked George Bouquet in a scathingly sarcastic request, how many sick and lame men he should leave to defend Fort Loudon, in Tennesee, as provision were low and the men were in rough shape and getting worse by the day. Bouquet had replied, also being a wiseacre, that Washington could leave "30 men, lame or otherwise unfit". On June 24, George Washington had ordered Robert Rutherford to detach 20 of his worst scouts to Fort Loudon.
To George Washington from Jacob Hite, 29 June 1758
From Jacob Hite
June 29th 1758
Sir
As the Stationing Twenty of capt. Rutherfords men at Fort Loudoun Gives the Greatest uneasyness to the Inhabitants In General for Several Reasons First it being Contrarey to our Ingagements to the Men on Capt. Rutherfords behalf Secondly the Grate Incouragement we have by So Maney Active Men Rangeing on our Frontier Thirdly the Greate Dislike the Men have to be Stationed There and fourthly the Inactive Company of Militia could Part better be Spared from Pattersons Fort as we cannot Expect to Receive So much Sattisfaction from the hole Company of Melitia as we Should Do from Them Twenty Men Besides other Melitia I hope to be had.
Not as I wood have you Think that we Emagen you to be the Auther of Such orders But that we Expect it will be in your Power to have those orders Countermanded and a More Sattisfactorey one Put in Execution that Those men may go to Their former Station.1
I hartely wish you your hea[l]th a Succesfull Campain and a Safe Return and am Sir your Friend and Verey Hum. Servt
Jacob had married first, an Irish lass, Catherine O'Bannon and 4 children were born of that marriage. He later married Francis Madison, an aunt of President James Madison and 3 children were born of the second marriage. Francis was the widow of Tavenner Beale when she married Jost Hite.
Jacob and Frances would settle near present day Greenvilled, South Carolina while Jacob made his fortune trading with the Cherokee. It did not end well.
Indian raids were a consitent problem for the Hites as they pushed their way into Indian territory. The below article refers to Jost and Anna's son Abraham, who remained in Virginia, but in a part that is now West Virginia.
As my research into the Hites and what versions the surname may have taken, as there were no Hites in Anson County when George Washington Turner was concieved. But there were Highs, I've seen spelled Hight in a few old deeds, and there were Hyatts. Could one of those families descend from Jost Hite?
Which ever way it ends up, I do know now Anna Maria Merckle Hite was one of my Grand Mothers.
It's 2020. Genealogy today is no longer just the hours spent in dusty basements of a small town courthouse or out plundering through abandoned cemeteries. That remains important, however, and I believe always will, but modern technology is opening new doors we never knew existed.
