Last year I decided to dig into my past in earnest. Anyone who has engaged in family history research knows that there are a million rabbit holes into which one can fall. Start googling or using one of the several more common genealogy web services out there and you begin to find names you never heard of and stories you never knew.
I knew that the results would be interesting. Mysteries evoke speculation there was plenty of that! It took awhile but I discovered things I never would have imagined, some sad, some inspiring, some just interesting. As this information was revealed, bit by bit, like layers of an onion gently falling off to reveal its core, I realized that I, too, am part of this story.
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These men and women and the struggles and challenges they faced, were all part of my DNA, my true self. Call me ignorant, uninformed or too far beyond the American history I learned in school, but I had long forgotten that not all American settlers in the s came from England and for a variety of reasons. My Swiss ancestors, those of our great grandmother, Angeline, after fearing torture and even death for their beliefs, fled to Germany and from there to America.
They would later move north, to Canada. Many sons in this family also joined the Mennonite movement and my ancestors were among them. These brave families were indeed pioneers. Pennsylvania had just been established as a commonwealth by William Penn and promised religious freedom and the hope of prosperity.
My ancestors, as did many of yours, came thousands of miles on a ship that took months to arrive and on a journey that for many resulted in death at sea. Quite literally, they had nothing but the clothing on their backs and what they could pack.
