As I mentioned in my post about my German roots, my ancestors are from Gauersheim, Germany. Yesterday’s trip there revealed it to be a surprisingly well-to-do farming town, complete with a little church and a town cemetery.
We searched the gravestones, hoping to find some hint of the past. A Blomeier gravestone was as close as we got but blue is the wrong color – so we moved on. We found nothing that referred to my relatives – the Grunemay family. So sadly, no long-lost relatives were waiting with open arms and unclaimed land plots.
No, joking aside, it was a great little town – one that I can be proud of. It must have taken real guts and a serious adventurous spirit to walk away from this pleasant little nest. For that, I’m giving a shot out to the Grunemay brothers of Gauersheim, circa late seventeen hundreds. Your risk enabled hundreds, no thousands, of future Greenamyers to live a full and free American life.
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