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Little strange life things
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| When my older son was born in 1965, we named
him Mike. At that time, neither of us knew of any "Mike"
in our ancestries, we just decided to name him - not Michael - just "Mike".
Now for the last several years since beginning this study of my family
history, there was my g.g.grandfather John Michael Zellhoefer, who
soon became the focal center of all this research. Along the
research path we learned he went by his middle name, and was called ~ he
was not called Michael ~ he was called MIKE. |
| Time moves along to 1969, younger son
arrives and is named Steven, called Steve. Again, he wasn't named
after anyone (oh, he does carry my name in the middle), we just decided to
name him Steven.
Well, after years of digging around this family tree stuff, never did
any Steven/Stephan show up in our family tree until just now (May 2003),
when low and behold we learn of and tie Stephan Zellhofer, born about 1660
in Austria, as the present known root person in our ENTIRE family
tree. And NOBODY down that long long trail was ever named Steve
again! |
| In 1968 our daughter Allison arrived - poor
gal is without a name-match amongst 2,497 people in ZellTree today.
I hope she doesn't feel left out! But is another Allison yet to be
discovered somewhere in those dusty old archives? |
| I grew up on a farm in Wisconsin, in a
beautiful area of rolling hills, meadows & fields, woodlands,
trees and streams; nothing but tiny hamlets nearby. I've always had
an affinity for such, and continue to seek out comparables out here in
Arizona 64.93 years later. I figured that was just because that was
my accustomed view, and perhaps that's all there is to it. But guess
what? During May 2003 we finally discovered the family farm in
Brachbach, Bavaria.
Ya know what? Brachbach looks as if it may have been transplanted
there in Wisconsin! And my Zellhoefer ancestors in Brachbach were
farmers, too. So all this survived despite migrations halfway around
the world, and survived the adoption of my g.grandfather as well. |
| There is more such nonsense, but for the
moment I've written down what suddenly came to mind, so perhaps more some
later time! |
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