Sunday, September 29, 2024

"The Builder's Legacy" - A Genealogy Poem and Song Created by Artificial Intelligence

 I've used FREE Artificial Intelligence tools to create biographies, poems and songs about genealogy and family history in the recent past. Today, I want to share a poem and a song about my great-grandfather, Henry Austin Carringer (1853-1946).

1)  I requested Microsoft CoPilot, Perplexity, Meta, ChatGPT and Claude (all FREE AI tools) to create a  poem about one of my great-grandparents.  Here is the Prompt I used for the poem and the song about my great-grandfather, Henry Austin Carringer (1853-1946):

Please create a poem of Austin Carringer (1853-1946) from this information: Henry Austin Carringer was born 28 November 1853 in Mercer County, Pennsylvania, the son of David Jackson "D.J." and Rebecca (Spangler) Carringer. He had an older brother Harvey Edgar and a younger sister, Effie. The family moved from Pennsylvania to Louisa County, Iowa in 1858, then to Washington County, Iowa by 1870, and then to Boulder, Colorado in 1873. In the 1880 census, he was a millwright and carpenter. He received a land patent in 1885 in Cheyenne County, Kansas, and met his wife, Della Smith, there when they acted in plays together. They married 11 September 1887 in Wano, Kansas, and took the train to San Diego, California on their honeymoon. Austin found work in a lumber and mill company building train cars and stations in National City. Austin and Della had two children - Devier David Carringer (1889-1890) who died at 9 months of age, and Lyle Lawrence Carringer (1891-1976). In 1898, they bought land and built a two-story house with a widow's walk and a view of San Diego Bay at 2105 30th Street in San Diego. They planted fruit trees, berry bushes and vegetables and had an extensive garden. Austin's parents died in 1901 and 1902, and he bought cemetery plots for them and his son Devier in National City. Austin was listed a carpenter in the 1900 and 1910 census. In 1903 he was employed by the U.S. Army Aviation Station at Rockwell Field as a carpenter, aircraft mechanic amd foreman. He retired in 1932 at age 79. In 1918, their son Lyle Carringer married Emily Auble in San Diego, and they soon had Austin and Della's only grandchild, Betty Carringer, was born in 1919. In 1927, they modified their home to add an upper apartment, and moved the house to the middle of the block at 2115-2119 30th Street. In the 1920 census, Austin was listed as a cabinet maker in a furniture store, and in the 1930 census he was listed as an aviation mechanic. In 1940 he was listed as a retired millwright and mechanic. Della passed away in early 1944, and Austin died of a cerebral hemorrhage at age 93 on 30 November 1946. He was inurned at Cypress View Mausoleum in San Diego. He was remembered by his family as a home builder, gardener, hard-working, happy, loving and kind.

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You can read more about the life of Henry Austin Carringer (1853-1946) in 52 Ancestors Friday: Henry Austin Carringer (1853-1946).

2)  I chose the poem created by ChatGPT today.  Here are the stanzas:

THE BUILDER'S LEGACY 

From Pennsylvania’s rolling hills, a boy was born, 
In Mercer County, on a crisp November morn. 
Henry Austin Carringer, a name to be known, 
In the annals of history, his legacy shown.

With parents D.J. and Rebecca by his side, 
And siblings Harvey and Effie, in whom he’d confide. 
From Pennsylvania to Iowa, the family did roam, 
Seeking new horizons, making each place their home.

In Boulder, Colorado, Austin found his trade, 
A millwright and carpenter, his skills displayed. 
To Kansas he ventured, a land patent in hand, 
Where he met Della Smith, in a theater grand.

Their love blossomed quickly, they wed in Wano’s light, 
And journeyed to San Diego, on a honeymoon flight. 
In National City, Austin found work anew, 
Building train cars and stations, his talents grew.

Two children they welcomed, though one left too soon, 
Devier David, a brief life under the moon. 
Lyle Lawrence, their second, brought joy to their days, 
In a home they built, with a garden ablaze.

Fruit trees and berries, vegetables in rows, 
A house with a widow’s walk, where the sea breeze blows. 
Austin’s parents passed, and he laid them to rest, 
In National City, where their spirits were blessed.

Lyle married Emily, and Betty was born, 
A grandchild to cherish, in the early morn. 
Austin and Della, their home they did expand, 
Creating memories, hand in hand.

A carpenter, mechanic, foreman, and more, 
At Rockwell Field, his skills he did pour. 
Retiring at seventy-nine, a life well-spent, 
In San Diego’s embrace, his final years went.

Della departed in forty-four’s early light, 
And Austin followed, in forty-six’s night. 
In Cypress View Mausoleum, he found his peace, 
A life remembered, love’s enduring lease.
A home builder, gardener, hard-working and kind, 
Austin Carringer’s legacy, forever enshrined.

3)  Here is the AI created song and lyrics for "The Builder's Legacy," with song lyrics created on AI ChatGPT) as custom lyrics on Suno.com, using a male voice, folk, guitar, storytelling, medium tempo style:

THE BUILDER'S LEGACY

(Verse 1)
Born in the hills of Pennsylvania,
Moved westward with a dream,
From Iowa’s fields to Colorado skies,
With a hammer and a beam.
He met his love on the Kansas plains,
In a small-town evening play,
Together they built a life so strong,
On San Diego’s Bay.

(Verse 2)
Two little boys, they held so close,
But Devier would leave too soon.
Still they carried on, hearts full of hope,
Underneath the moon.
They raised their Lyle, watched him grow,
As he took a family of his own,
In the house by the bay, with the widow’s walk,
Austin’s love had grown.

(Chorus)
With these hands, he built a home,
Planted gardens, made it grow.
Through the years, through joy and pain,
The builder’s love would still remain.
A life well-lived, a family tree,
Austin’s legacy.

(Verse 3)
He worked the mills, laid tracks for trains,
Built stations by the sea.
A carpenter by trade and skill,
A foreman’s mind so free.
At Rockwell Field, he built with pride,
Crafted wings for flight,
Retiring after years of toil,
But his heart was still alight.

(Bridge)
Through the sawdust and the stone,
Through the laughter and the tears,
He carved a life, with every nail,
Through all the passing years.
In every board, in every room,
His heart still beats, his flowers bloom.

(Verse 4)
Now he’s gone, but his roots run deep,
In the soil and the sky.
With every tree and every seed,
His memory won’t die.
Though the tools are quiet, the house still stands,
With love in every wall,
The builder’s hands left behind a home,
That still answers the call.

(Chorus)
With these hands, he built a home,
Planted gardens, made it grow.
Through the years, through joy and pain,
The builder’s love would still remain.

(Outro)
A life well-lived, a family tree,
Austin’s legacy.

I planned on doing three songs because the songs created by each AI tool was different and touching.  I liked the Claude song best, but I received a "Producer's Tag" for the  lyrics for some reason (I still don't understand why!) and Suno would not even create the song.  I did save the Co-Pilot song ("The Craftsman's Tale") - you can hear it on my Suno site. 

The AI tools do this so much better than I could, and each tool provides a different poem and song from the same prompt.  I love fishing in all of the AI streams!!

4)  Here are my blog posts with the AI-created poems and songs to date:

I have several more songs online at Suno.com - you can play any or all of them at   https://suno.com/@skeletalvenue315. 

5)  These stories, told in verse and song, are part of my genealogy and family research.  My hope is that they will be passed down to my grandchildren and their descendants to highlight the importance of sharing stories, memories, admiration, and love of our ancestors.  I will add them to my Google Drive and to my YouTube channel and my FOREVER account.

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