tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223631916625898682024-03-04T23:02:24.678-06:00All my dead relativesErichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18346609688609263166noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722363191662589868.post-13993812463059568752008-12-17T08:47:00.007-06:002008-12-17T10:42:54.529-06:00It runs in the familySo, just thought I’d hammer out a quick post with some rather exciting (at least for me) news. A couple years ago I ran across the web site of the orchestra which my great grandfather (and his half brother) helped found in Bussum, Netherlands. In 1991 they celebrated their 100th anniversary and to celebrate it they published a book called Bussum honderd jaar met de muziek mee (something like 100 Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18346609688609263166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722363191662589868.post-71639749327598426112008-11-18T09:12:00.004-06:002008-11-18T09:18:09.239-06:00Updates coming soon...So, I know it’s been a while since the last update but I just wanted to let whoever is reading this (Hi Natalie!) that I plan on putting up another post soon. I’m cooking up a post about my great grandfather and his family’s immigration to the U.S. and another one about another great grandfather and his mysterious travels (well maybe not mysterious but at least not documented). So, please stay Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18346609688609263166noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722363191662589868.post-31125633466048885212008-11-03T14:58:00.010-06:002008-11-04T16:48:28.275-06:00Regicidesreg · i · cide | rejə · sīde | noun • A person who kills or takes part in killing a kingIt seems that in late 1648 and early 1649, King Charles I of England had a problem. It was the eve of the series of conflicts collectively known as the First English Civil War and he was on the ropes. The Puritan supporters of Parliament who were keeping him imprisoned had come to the conclusion that since Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18346609688609263166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722363191662589868.post-77871179339962400442008-10-28T10:40:00.016-05:002008-11-03T14:58:18.122-06:00Almost famousThe other day I wrote about a Hall, today we’ll learn about a van ZantenIf there’s one relative that I’ve been accused resembling, it’s my grandfather, Pete. Which is kinda strange in a lot of ways because I never really knew the guy. He died when I was 10 years old and I only have vague memories of a visit that he paid our family when I was maybe 3 (although he did visit before then, but I was Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18346609688609263166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722363191662589868.post-40061385227750554712008-10-27T10:24:00.000-05:002008-10-27T14:45:47.823-05:00A few relations, just to get startedOK, so, I realize I'm not going to be able to keep up this pace forever (three posts in a day? c'mon!) but I thought I should at least populate the blog a bit before letting the world know about it, OK?My mom’s maiden name is Hall (and Preston, but that was her step-dad’s name) and her dad was a guy named Walter, who she didn't know that well but who is, nonetheless, related to her (and, it turnsErichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18346609688609263166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722363191662589868.post-46210036534829735522008-10-27T08:54:00.000-05:002008-10-27T10:21:42.982-05:00Genealogy: What's the point?Really, what is the point? People live their entire lives without even knowing who their parents are, right? We all have friends who are closer to us than our siblings ever were and our children either have or will eventually wish that they were either a) never born, b) never had a brother/sister, or c) were not part of their family, right? So why even bother? I don't really have a good answer toErichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18346609688609263166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722363191662589868.post-42635781961961781742008-10-27T08:11:00.000-05:002008-10-27T09:31:40.223-05:00Why now?So, ever since I decided to start doing this at about ten o'clock last night, I keep asking myself that question and I've come up with a few answers that seem to make sense:1) It seems like whenever I talk to other people about the research that I've done into all of my dead relatives, I get a mixture of confused stare and awkward silence, especially from people who are also related to all those Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18346609688609263166noreply@blogger.com0