I've used FREE Artificial Intelligence tools to create biographies, poems, songs and podcasts about my ancestors lives, plus my genealogy research and family history in the recent past. Every ancestor lives a unique life with unique relationships and life stories. Today, I want to share a poem, song and podcast about my third great-grandfather, John Auble (1780-1831) of New Jersey, #56 on my Ahnentafel list.
I requested ChatGPT4, Grok, Gemini, and Claude (all FREE AI LLM tools) to create poems and song lyrics, and Google NotebookLM to create an Audio Overview (a podcast) and a Video Overview (a research story), about John Auble (1780-1831). I uploaded a PDF of my genealogical sketch which has all of the information I have about the life of John Auble - 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks - Week 49: #56, John Auble (1780-1831) to the AI tools.
(AI ChatGPT5 image of Auble family in New Jersey in 1830)
1) The prompt I used for the poem and song lyrics was: "Please write a poem and song lyrics to celebrate the life and legacy of John Auble (1780-1831) using the attached document."
2) I chose the poem created by Anthropic Claude Sonnet 4 today:
JOHN AUBLE'S L EGACY
In New Germantown when spring was new,
A child was born when skies were blue,
Johannes Abel, later John—
March eleventh, eighteen hundred's dawn.
The Lutheran bells of Zion rang
When baby voices softly sang,
And Sophia held her second born
While freedom's flag was being worn.
From Abel's roots to Auble's name,
Through changing times, the heart's the same,
In Sussex County's rolling hills,
Where hope abides and love fulfills.
Seven children shared his youth—
Anna Maria, David's truth,
Elisabeth and George so strong,
Jacob's voice joined childhood's song.
But John, the eldest son, must lead
Through seasons of both want and need,
His father's heir, his mother's pride,
With duty walking by his side.
Then Anna Rouw came dancing in
With eyes that made his heart begin
To beat a rhythm all its own—
No more would John walk alone.
July the fifteenth, eighteen-four,
They pledged their love forevermore
In Oldwick's church where he was blessed,
Their future bright, their love expressed.
Nine children blessed their humble home,
From Sophia's birth to Robert's roam,
Each one a gift, each one a joy,
Each precious daughter, treasured boy.
Sophia wed and wed again,
Sweet William knew both loss and gain,
Sarah bore six children true,
Elizabeth lived long years through.
David traveled west to find
New fortunes for his hopeful mind,
Nathan's eight children carried on,
Though Samuel's light was early gone.
Hampton lived to century's turn,
While Robert's long life helped us learn
That John's strong blood runs deep and wide
Through generations, side by side.
In Green Township's fertile ground
Where simple pleasures could be found,
John worked the land with calloused hands
While building dreams and making plans.
The eighteen-thirty census shows
A household where love surely grows—
Young voices, older wisdom's call,
A father's love embracing all.
But winter's grip grew cold and tight,
In January's bitter night,
At fifty years, his work was done—
A legacy in every son.
Anna faced the widow's road
And carried on his loving load,
In Stillwater she made her home
Where memories would freely roam.
From New Jersey's ancient shore
To lands that stretched forever more,
The Auble name spread far and wide—
John's greatest gift, his lasting pride.
Though questions linger, stories fade,
And records time has slowly frayed,
One truth stands firm through every year:
A father's love lives ever here.
In every child who bears his blood,
Through every joy and every flood,
John Auble's spirit carries on—
From eighteen hundred's hopeful dawn.
So raise a glass to John today,
Who loved and lived the faithful way,
Who built a family strong and true
And left a legacy in you.
The Lutheran bells still softly chime
Across the corridors of time,
And in their song we hear it still:
Love's echo from a distant hill.
*In memory of John Auble (1780-1831)*
*Beloved husband, father, and ancestor*
*His legacy lives on in family*
3) Here are the AI song lyrics created by X Grok 3 and the "John Auble's Legacy" song (based on the song lyrics using Suno.com, using a melodic pop style in an upbeat tempo). The song can be played below:
JOHN AUBLE'S LEGACY
(Verse 1)
In New Germantown, where the wild winds sing,
Born in '80, as freedom’s bells ring.
Johannes Abel, a boy of the land,
With Lutheran heart and a hardworking hand.
From Zion’s church to fields of green,
He carved a life where dreams convene.
(Verse 2)
With Anna Rouw, he pledged his vow,
In Oldwick’s light, they built their now.
Nine children grew ‘neath Sussex skies,
Their laughter echoed, their dreams would rise.
Sophia, David, Robert, and more,
Carried his love to a distant shore.
(Chorus)
Oh, John Auble, your name lives on,
In the hearts of your children, through dusk and dawn.
From Jersey’s hills to the west’s frontier,
Your legacy shines, forever clear.
(Verse 3)
A tenant farmer, with modest means,
He sowed his hopes in family dreams.
In Green Township, his kin did thrive,
Through joy and loss, he kept love alive.
Though winter took him in thirty-one,
His spirit burns like the morning sun.
(Chorus)
Oh, John Auble, your name lives on,
In the hearts of your children, through dusk and dawn.
From Jersey’s hills to the west’s frontier,
Your legacy shines, forever clear.
(Verse 4)
Anna stood strong, through widow’s tears,
Guiding their brood for nigh thirty years.
From Stillwater’s calm to lands far and wide,
His children spread with a pioneer’s pride.
The Auble name, through time’s embrace,
Marks John’s life in this boundless place.
(Bridge)
Through Revolution’s fire, he saw the dawn,
A nation born where his roots were drawn.
From Abel to Auble, a name transformed,
In America’s heart, his soul was warmed.
His story’s a thread in the nation’s weave,
A farmer’s faith we still believe.
(Chorus)
Oh, John Auble, your name lives on,
In the hearts of your children, through dusk and dawn.
From Jersey’s hills to the west’s frontier,
Your legacy shines, forever clear.
(Outro)
So raise a song for John tonight,
A humble man in history’s light.
Though his grave lies lost to time’s soft hand,
His love still grows in this promised land.
Oh, John Auble, forever near,
Your legacy shines, forever clear.
The Google NotebookLM Video discussing John's life is below:
5) 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!
6) These stories, told in verse, song, voice and video 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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