"The Legacy Of Promise"

Keeping Your Family History Alive By Leaving A Legacy And Vowing To That Promise!

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We look forward to hearing from you. Please submit your legacy,

so we may post your family's creative history. It may

be of your grandmother, grandfather, mother, father, uncle, aunt

 etc. Someone who has  inspired and motivated you into a positive

action. It may be even...You! Your story may inspire others to go

searching for their roots of legacy.


Thank You,

                           "Your Legacy of Promise..."


                                                                                Francine C. Still Hicks

                                                                   "The Bridge"


May 24, 2013

 "We Are A Family.... That Builds The Legacy Of Humanity!"

                      All Are Welcomed To Come & Build

*We have a new member to The Legacy Of Promise family!

Diane Pascu and Regina Pascu (daughter)

My Daughter is doing a project on Charity Still. She is in the 4th grade and needs to dress like Charity Still. The project is a "Wax Museum" exhibit. She is looking for a picture of Charity Still and also the date of birth and death. We have been able to find the accomplishments of Charity and Levin Still's children, but not much about her. Do you have any information you could pass along so that my daughter is able to put together a poster about Charity Still?

Diane Pascu


 Hey sis,this is amazing,you are amazing,I have problems dialing a phone but you put this wonderful web site together,I'm from that old school and this is all new to me but I'm so proud of you,you always been so talented and my prayer is that this world gets a chance to recognize all your gifts,even Bryant and Brandon have follow your path,God bless you Francine,and God bless Francina,I'm so bless to have you guys in my life,I just pray more people will find this web site because it's awesom,
Gary Still
Message ID: 107966044

RE: Early Recollections and The Life of Dr. James Still
I enjoyed reading Dr. Still's autobiography and hope you will too. Dr. Still was a man of profound wisdom and great faith. I find his words and observations to be very relevant today. You can read a good portion of the book by going to my web page.

Phil Di Vece
Message ID: 104475006


I'm in  search of my grandmother Pearl Still from Cinnaminson, New Jersey family's history. To find what line of  the Still family she came out of.

        Shelrena Groce

Dear Family, 

 I wish to thank all those who have posted their legacy and have come to visit "The Legacy Of Promise" website. As the new year approaches I    will be blogging my new insights from 2012 into 2013. I will be sharing and bridging our legacy as human spirits, connecting through our ancestral  roots. As we build our foundations individually everyday, our pursuit will be to connect with one another, interweaving our golden opportunities into the pinnacle of strength, wisdom, love, integrity and fortitude.

Francine C. Still Hicks

  "All our dreams and passions are a legacy away.....Within!" ~fcsh~


  •  Mother, who passed away a few years ago left her own profound "Legacy". She never tooted her own horn. She was a doer and helped anyone who needed help unconditionally. My earliest recollections of her humanitarian abilities was when I was but a child. I would observe her helping the elderly or if a neighbor needed bread, sugar,flour, etc, she would give it selflessly, even if it meant little for her own growing family. A neighbor would ask for a cup of sugar she would have us take over the five pound bag and tell us to tell them to take as much as they needed. She always employed our help with the elderly neighbors to go and assist them in whatever they needed us to do and we were to expect no payment. Her actions taught me volumes and latter on in life I thanked her for her subtle but profound lesson she gave to me. She taught me how to give selflessly and unconditionally, for that is the true value of doing unto others. My Mother's legacy is her selfless serving and that the truer values in life come from doing versus that of just talking. The old gospel song in regards to her comes to mind "If I can help somebody as I travel along, then my living shall not be in vain." And, Gwendolyn Alice Ricketts Still, your living definitely was not in vain. My Mother, a Legacy..


        Message ID: 102996058

  • I am 83 years old and I would like to tell my story of my father Donato who was 96 years old when he died and was the oldest Patriarch at Sacred Heart in Camden. Sometime approximately in 1997 Mother Theresa of Calcutta visited the Sacred heart parish in Camden, New Jersey and he was given the honored position of a basket made by those plagued with leprosy and in it he presented her with that basket of bread. I have the photograph and will submit it so Francine can use it on her legacy pages. My father is a part of my legacy and thank you for giving the opportunity for me to share my story.

    Anthony Gallucci
    Message ID: 103041600

  • I have been able to see you in action! The way you wow the audience is mesmerizing! You have the ability to capture the mind, body and soul of humans who desperately need guidance in their pursuit of their own family legacy. The Still Family is a great American story that still stands today. Americans struggle with poverty, sickness, employment, and faith values. The Still Family's ability to overcome these situations is an inspiring story. I will continue to follow your work and look forward to your next lecture!

        B. Hicks
        Message ID: 103118947

  • For years I have been studying my family background and I am very inspired by your words. I have had the opportunity to attend most of your lectures. I must say that each one has inspired me more and more! Your message needs to get out there for everyone to hear...especially in today's world. I see you have an event in the spring. I WILL be attending. Thank you for inspiring me to continue my family's legacy, as well as mine.

    Message ID: 103118781
  • Many years ago approximately 1933-34, Camden New Jersey was an indutralized city. Factories riddled throughout the community. My parents were hard working class. Though dad worked as a shoe cobbler repairing shoe my mother worked at a miliner factory. We didn't have much financially but I remember on pay days as a child looking upwards to the factory my Mother worked in with several other women. They were all gathered around the window and on payday my mother who got payed in cash would give me the coins that made up her pay e.g., $3.92 cents. She would throw those two cents below for me to catch them and all the women marvel at the cute child of hers that awaited them. Sometimes I felt, especially as I got older; that my mother didn't really like me, but a friend of mine always brings this story in regards to my mother that she was proud of me and wanted all her co-workers to see her son. Her kind unpretentious subtle acts of throwing to me those few pennies let's me know that my Mother loved me. My Mother's "Legacy" was her genuine non agressive way of her love towards me as her child. Everyone has their own individual way of expressing their love. And, her's was the act of throwing me those few coins which now seems like a million dollars!
        Vincent G. Orme
        Message ID: 103044928
  • It is a True joy to see a Spirit evolve in the most purest and true sense is regards to "Humanity". Your words are awe inspiring and give hope to every human soul upon this earth and the "Legacy" we all leave sometimes unbeknown to our ownselves will expand to the eternities!

    Message ID: 102937416
  • My Grandmother Carrie George House Still was the one who expressed and taught to me unconditional love. They called her "Mother" a title I believe she so well deserved. She could punish you for a misdeed but I never even felt at those times she did not love me. Expressing Love to a child is not a want but a need and getting this as a child builds a foundation of self esteem and self worth! She had a kind sweet southern way about her but I would call her a "Steel Magnolia". I had a problem with wetting the bed as a child and many times my lack of control made me feel "lazy", "retarded" and dumb. Some of the words I would hear from ones that should have been more compassionate and understanding where a "child" is concerned but this is not about those people, This is about my dear grandmother who never berated me nor made me feel worthless or lazy. She would gently bathe me and change my soil linens and clothing and never raised her voice in anger over it. She was my guardian angel! The legacy she left me was one of substance, it was Love. I thank God for her in my life because she made me a better human being by the love she expressed to me fully and unconditionally! Thank you my dear grandmother for your glorious "Legacy" left inside of me to continue to express it towards others! Love!
        Francina Gladys Still
        Message ID: 103145348
  • My Dad, James Flemming Still was a profound self taught gifted musician and pianist. Our family was blessed with his talent throughout our lives. As I got older I reflected on homes that possibly were not so influenced by music on a consistent basis as we were and thought to myself , 'How could that be possible'. Sometimes you take for granted the "gifts" that do not come in material or monetary forms, but these are the gifts that are the most profound when they come from the spirit of the person. On many occassions we kids would be singing , dancing and "whooping" it up as dad played many genre of music from the boogey woogey to deep and soulful gospels. His vocals would accompanied any song he played. He was quite talented! Makes me smile as I remember those occassions even still yet. I chose not to dwell on individual flaws but the talents they gave unconditionally. The last time I heard my father play the piano was when he was in the debilitating throes of prostate cancer. I would go every weekend to do house cleaning because it was my way of giving back to my parents. It brought me great joy. This one saturday I was downstairs cleaning the rec room and I could hear someone struggling down the stairs. It was my dear dad. He never said a word but headed towards the piano and with great emphasis on the first chord (a classic signature of his) he played, "Yes God is Real" and his second song "There will be Peace in the Valley" This time he did not sing these songs but played with such conviction and soulfulness that it seemed I could hear the piano singing the lyrics. He quietly got up from the piano bench and was walking back to go up the stairs to his bed. I simply said "Dad, thank you so much. That was beautiful." He never said a word. He humbly struggled back up those stairs and went to his bedroom. He never knew but I was crying downstairs, coming to the knowledge of his demise physically but he wanted to give me that honored gift. That was the last two songs I heard my dear dad play. Fingers that were so nimble approximately two weeks later were numbed by the drugs of Hospice and shortly thereafter he was physically gone. I believe one of his "Legacys" was his gift of music for his family and others. He always would teach a child the basic chords and simple tunes. He loved music ,he was Music to me, this fine facet of himself. My Father to me, his Legacy...Music and Song... thank you dear soul..
       Francina G. Still
       Message ID: 103694222

  • My Dear Sister Bonita Jean Still (Austin) left so many profound memories with me that it is unfathomable that I could contain them all in this limited space. I realize in life that the greatest part of Love is Severity, so here is one of the most profound lessons I experience and live to this day and but one thing she left as an endearing and helpful Legacy that lives on still in me. That is what a "Legacy" promotes, or it is not a Legacy. Many years ago I made a promise to my sister that I would come and visit her and her two young children. I didn't think much of myself nor my visit in this regards and just did not show up, thinking "like I would be missed" I really thought this way. I wasn't that important who really would care if I showed up or not. So, maybe a few hours passed after my expected time of showing up to her home and I get a phone call from her. She asked me why I hadn't shown up that the children were waiting for me. I thought of something off the top of my head and said "Oh, I wasn't feeling well." This was a lie. She very firmly said "Well, I think it's best if you not see the children, if you can't keep to your words." I was stunned on the other end of the phone thinking "Omg, why is she making such a big deal out of something so trivial?" I asked her why she was making such a big deal. I wasn't feeling well. She ended the conversation by saying "You are your word." She hung up and I broke down and cried on the bathroom floor, because I didn't understand why she made a "Mountain out of a mole hill." We didn't speak for months...long months. But in those long months of separation from her and her family many emotions came about, anger, self-pity,indignant,disregards etc. Out of the blue one day a light bulb literally came on in my head "You are your Word"...hmmm, "You are your word". Then that day I did not keep my word I had become a Liar and been a liar in many repects up until that eureka moment. I vowed that I would always keep my word with everyone. If I could not i would do them the respect and let the person know one way or the other. My sister's legacy that through her severe love in reprimanding me she made me a moire noble spirit striving in this life..Thank you Bonita! I learned how to Keep My Word!

    Message ID: 103789603