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Liverpool and Merseyside's life and times transcribed from old newspapers

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ENTERTAINMENT and SPORT

TRADES and OCCUPATIONS

WIGAN

WILLS and BEQUESTS

THE GENEALOGIST'S LAMENT

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MAIN Towns and villages on Merseyside

Bebington / Birkdale / Birkenhead / Bootle / Bromborough / Crosby / Formby / Heswall / Hoylake / Kirkby / Knowsley / Ledsham / Litherland / Liverpool / Moreton / Newton-le-Willows / PortSunlight / Prenton / Prescot / Rainford / Rainhill / Southport / St. Helens / Thatto Heath / Thornton Hough / Upton / Wallasey / West Kirby

"..I saw behind me those who had gone, and before me, those who are to come. I looked back and saw my father, and his father, and all our fathers, and in front to see my son, and his son, and the sons upon sons beyond. And their eyes were my eyes. As I felt so they felt, and we are to feel, as then, so now, as tomorrow and forever. Then I was not afraid, for I was in a long line that had no beginning and no end. And the hand of his father grasped my father's hand, and his hand was in mine, and my unborn son took my right hand, and all up and down the line which stretched from Time That Was, to Time That Is, and Is Not Yet, raised their hands to show the link, and we found that we were one born of woman, son of man made in the Image...."

From Richard Llewellyn's 'How Green Was My Valley'

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