The 1950s. Hot summer breezes ... folding chairs in the shade ... picnic tables covered with home made table cloths and rich German cooking (potato salad, fried chicken, jello salads with whipped cream toppings, rich salads, cakes and pies. (No, made from scratch does NOT mean you opened the box yourself. ) Lots of laughter ... men in white shirts and ties, some in suits ... women in pretty homemade dresses, with aprons, of course ... boys and girls (also in dresses) running and playing while others (me) clung closely to their moms ... too many people to count! It was the annual Busch family reunion in Illinois, USA. My parents and grandparents and their siblings were eternal. I could never remember them any other way than they were then. It seemed like life would go on forever just like this.
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| The 25th Annual Busch Family Reunion in Mason City, Illinois, USA; held in 1941 |
Marge and Erika at the Busch Family Reunion Scrap Book Table in 1994 |
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Would at least learning more about the history of Germany and the US give me more of a connection? Naturally, once I began to find information, I became more curious and earned to get more of a sense of a family continuum. Off to the bookstore and the Internet ... and to nag my mom and her cousins to try to remember.
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Email, Internet, WWW
and Air Mail provided a connection with our past, lost relatives around
the globe and new friends from the family of genealogy research.
Family members of all ages communicating via email were sending new pictures and information. Genealogists in Germany helped translate "old German" writings from northern Germany, our family's homeland. Distant relatives provided their information about branches of our family tree of which we had been unaware. Without all of these sources and contributors, these pages would never have come into being. To all - THANK YOU!
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Pictured here in August, 1912, George, Dick, Will, Garrett and Hermann pose at their first reunion, held 36 years after the first of them immigrated. |
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But then I fully realized that this could never be, for emptiness and memories would take the place of me. And when I thought of worldly things I might
miss come tomorrow,
"This is eternity," He said. Your life on earth
is past,
Through Christ you've been forgiven and now at
last you're free,
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