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 paternal great-grandmother, Julia E. (White) Richmond (1848-1913).
1) I requested Microsoft CoPilot, Perplexity, Meta, ChatGPT4 and Claude (all FREE AI tools) to create a poem about my paternal great-grandmother, Julia E. (White) Richmond (1848-1913). Here is the Prompt information I used for the poem and the song lyrics:Julia E. White was born 8 September 1848 in East Killingly CT, the daughter of Henry Arnold White and Amy Frances Oatley. She was called Juliet for the last 30 years of her life. Juliet married Thomas Richmond on 20 June 1868 in Killingly CT. They had 9 children - Anne (1869-1939), Frederic (1870-1875), Everett (1875-1917), Grace (1876-1963), Emily (1879-1966), Charles (1880-1911), Bessie (1882-1962), Edwin (1883-1935), James (1886-1913). They had over 20 grandchildren. The Richmond family resided in Stonington CT in 1870, in Killingly CT in 1880, in Leominster MA in 1900, in Killingly CT in 1910, and in Putnam CT in 1913. Juliet died 1 October 1913 in Putnam CT of breast cancer. She is buried with her husband in Grove Street Cemetery in Putnam CT. Juliet was a daughter, mother, grandmother, housewife, friend, Christian and musician. She played the piano and organ, and sang in the church choir. She was active in her local Episcopal church. A lecture Bible was given in her memory at St. Phillips Episcopal Church in Putnam CT in 1913.
2) I chose the poem created by Meta AI today. Here are the stanzas:
JULIET's LEGACY OF LOVEIn East Killingly's gentle breeze,
A life began, full of promise and ease,
Julia E. White, a heart so bright,
Born in 1848 to Henry Arnold White
and Amy Frances Oatley's loving light.
As Juliet, she lived and laughed with glee,
A devoted wife to Thomas Richmond, her love to be,
Together they had nine children, a family so dear,
Anne, Frederic, Everett, Grace, Emily, Charles,
Bessie, Edwin, and James, each one a blessing clear.
With every step, with every song,
Her love for music echoed all day long,
The piano, organ, and choir's sweet refrain,
Reflected her heart, where love and faith did reign.
In Episcopal churches, she found her nest,
A place to worship, serve, and be blessed,
Her community cherished her, and she them too,
A bond of love, forever shining through.
Though cancer's shadow fell, her spirit remained bright,
A testament to faith, that guided her through the night,
She passed in 1913, but her love will never fade,
In Putnam's Grove Street Cemetery,
she rests in peace, her love displayed.
A lecture Bible, a gift in her name,
A legacy lives on, a love that still proclaims,
Julia's life, a harmony of love and light,
A melody that echoes, on this earthly night.*In loving memory of Julia E. (White) RichmondSeptember 8, 1848 - October 1, 1913*
JULIET'S LEGACY OF LOVE
(Verse 1)In eighteen forty-eight she cameTo East Killingly's doorA girl Julia born to White's good nameWith music at her coreHer fingers found the ivory keysWhile angels stood in aweEach note a prayer upon the breezeThat autumn nights did draw(Verse 2)Young Thomas Richmond claimed her handIn summer sixty-eightNine children blessed their promised landAs love did orchestrateFrom town to town their family grewThrough Massachusetts waysConnecticut stayed strong and trueThrough all their changing days(Chorus)And the piano plays onThrough the years rolling byLike her love, like her faithReaching up to the skyThough she's gone, though she's goneStill her melody fliesIn the hearts of her childrenThe piano plays on(Verse 3)The church bells rang on Sunday mornHer organ filled the airWhile twenty grandbabes, newly bornFound shelter in her careThe choir lifted holy praiseHer voice among them sweetThrough all her earthly autumn daysHer song stayed pure, complete(Chorus)And the piano plays onThrough the years rolling byLike her love, like her faithReaching up to the skyThough she's gone, though she's goneStill her melody fliesIn the hearts of her childrenThe piano plays on(Bridge)Time moves like musicThrough the chapel hallsSacred and trueGrace notes fallingChildren callingHer memory carries through(Verse 4)October brought the final pageIn nineteen-thirteen's fallBut stories of her gentle ageStill echo through them allThe Bible given in her nameStill speaks her faith so clearThe love that lit her lasting flameStill draws her children near(Outro)And the piano plays onLike a prayer in the nightLike the love of a motherLike Juliet RichmondIn the halls of our memoryIn the psalms that we prayThough she's gone, though she's goneStill her music will stay(Fade)The piano plays on...The piano plays on…
The AI tools do this so much better than I could, and weaves the poem and song along a story theme that is true and heartfelt. Each tool provides a different poem and song from the same prompt --I love fishing in all of the AI streams!! Frankly, doing the poems and song are the most genealogy fun I have every week!
4) 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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