Es ist gemütlich

I was dreaming in German last night… for the second night in a row. The problem with that is, well, I really don’t understand German. I actually studied the language in school…two years in junior high, two years in high school and a painful semester freshman year of college. I suppose it says more about... Continue Reading →

You Have My Grandmother’s Eyes

Last August, I talked my mother and my husband into attending our first Zartman Family Reunion, an annual event that takes place on the second Sunday each August. We were vaguely aware of these reunions, but despite living less than two hours away from the location, we never quite made the effort to find out... Continue Reading →

Unanswered Questions and Channeling Laura Ingalls Wilder

Last week I went down a rabbit hole and never ended up posting anything. I’m not sure what drove me down this particular hole, but for some reason I started looking into the Wood family...and got sucked in for a number of days. I have several Wood and Woods lines that branch off my ancestral tree at... Continue Reading →

Tales of Stoic Germans and Drunk-Ass Irishmen…

As with all histories…the truth we think we know depends on who’s doing the telling. This is never more true than with family histories. Family politics and personal agendas are certainly not evident when you are a young child listening to the stories of your parents’ youth. And what’s even more insidious then what is... Continue Reading →

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