Dear Manx sister,

I have no plans to postpone, this time I shall make even if I must come in a wheel chair. I missed out the frist time with mother's fall in Leicester, but this time she will be on the bottom floor of the Bed and Breakfast Inn, I want see Ballaugh church where Phillip, twin of Patrick is buried, even I cannot find a gravestone, I know he is buired somewhere in that hallowed ground and I want to go there and worsip if they still hold services, I want to taste and feel the life they lived and try and find "JONEY'S LINE and any living family in the line of the CAIN'S, CAINE'S KEANE'S, KOYN'S, CORLETT'S, to me, all are family on the Isle, ALL, for land belongs to the MANX and their desendants, of course, foreigners never to be shunned or mistreated, but accepted as extended family to be treated with family manners of the MANX family. I have many roots I Istill have to finish, 'Joney' and her line, plus, Margaret Cain, and others, so we are really never finished, are we? Genealogy is an endless journey that is passed down to the next generation of bloodline hounds, the youth, and I have seen every family usually has one in each generation that has the blood hound of digging with that genealogy shovel to find out 'Where did I come From, Who do I look like from our family bygone, why do I have green eyes and everyone brown eyes, questions like this are asked every day, and goes back as far as the Bible as you stated, the Jews kept their lines pure, and in the book of Matthew in the Bible we have Jesus's genealogy line, so as to them, it is for us today, we want to know, Where did we come from??????Well,my hand is tired, God Bless, enjoy that wonderful sun, a precious gift for the Isle, considering the usual cold,wet, gray skies.

Wishing, I too, were there,

Mrs. Jonnie Ruth Rosa