The Orange Wheelbarrow

Me Musing . . . March 19 , 2007

Yowie! How can people be bored with life????

It has been almost a month since last I mused and what a new direction life has taken in the past month!

As my friend Kenzan said this morning, 'the sap must be running in the trees as it seems everyone is on the move again since it has been feeling like Spring in the air'!!!

About 3 weeks ago my friend Winifred had just returned from a 10- day trip to Zurich, Switzerland and I awoke that next morning with the thought on my mind: "I wonder how far Zurich is from that place on the France/Germany border where 'my people' come from????

Sooooooooo out with the world atlas and I found they were only a few inches away from each other!

Two years ago I began researching my genealogy from a hand-printed outline that Mother had done for me to get me started on a 5th grade project of researching our 'Family Tree'. I was able to find that on Mother's side, the Reebs came from a place called Keskastel, Bas-Rhin, France. I was amazed to see that my great-grandparents were born there and at 23 were married and living in Columbus, Ohio! I just couldn't get my head around how two young people, back then (1857) had made their way clear over to Ohio!

At that time I was only able to trace Daddy's side back to his parents. There seemed to be no record past that . . . so I put it all aside . . . until that fateful morning in early March!

Having the idea in my head, I googled 'Keskastel, Bas-Rhin' and found information about the area . . . one being that it had been part of Germany until 1742 when Napoleon decided he wanted that area along the Rhine River as part of France. That explained why Mother had said she had German blood and never mentioned French!

Then before my eyes, appeared the information that a whole website on the Reebs of that area was online! You can imagine where I spent the rest of the morning . . . yes! . . . exploring that site. It even had ship records of names and dates and ships that the Reebs traveled on to America.

Needless to say, my life took off on its own . . . and I just followed along . . . willingly!

I contacted the woman whose site it was, especially intrigued that she lived in Sandy, Oregon . . . which was where I lived for 9 years before moving to this little valley in far-northern California. She told me that I should contact a Reeb in the San Francisco Bay area who was 'the expert' on the Reeb lineage . . . so I did. I was amazed to see him write that he lived in Alameda, which was where I lived before moving to Sandy!

Hmmmmmm. You know how I relate to synchronicities, so I filed those little 'amazements' on the back burner.

A few days later, in the mail, I received an inch thick packet tracing my lineage on the Reeb side back to 1599 in that little area of France/Germany!

It was a little disconcerting I must say, to see that my great-grandparents were both Reebs . . . first cousins it appears . . . so it got me wondering if that meant my family tree 'didn't fork'???? Catharina's parents had 13 children and Heinrich's parents had 7 . . . so they were well on the way to populating the world!

I then found that a woman in Hilliard, Ohio (having moved there from the Reeb/Hess farm-stead when I was three) has websites for all the cemeteries in that county and they keep adding gravestone photos as they are able to take the photos and add more information. Talk about 'virtual reality' traveling. It was amazing!

Growing up we always thought we had a small family. Mother had a brother who had two sons and Daddy had a sister who had two daughters. I had two brothers and Mother's parents were a big part of our life. Period. End of family.

Once I began surfing the cemetery sites I found gravestones for all kinds of relatives and ancestors!

I called my younger brother in Georgia to see if he would send me back the older family photos I had sent him a few years ago. He said he had a whole album of Grandma's that had people in it he had never heard of . . . some photos marked, some not. And I had never seen that album!

He scanned the photos and I began matching up names in the photos with names and dates on gravestones, all the time learning who was married to who and the names of their children.

I never was a jigsaw puzzle person, but this was fascinating. Out of 35 photos, I was able to figure out all but about 6 of them (the ones whose names didn't match anything.) I decided that there should be a list of questions that children ask their parents and grand-parents before it is too late. Stories and comments began coming back to me and one that Mother had always told me: 'you come from a long-line of old maids' made sense as I was able to find the 3 old maids and the old bachelor!

Course, after seeing how many of the children/mothers died in childbirth or shortly thereafter, I could understand why some would elect to stay single! (And could have been the seed planted in my 'depths' that made me decide early on that I wouldn't have children!)

I also found out that what used to be the 'little town of Hilliard' where we grew up (pop. about 3,000 back then) was now a City of 60,000 people! Just like here, they are populating all the farmland . . . 'urban sprawl' from Columbus.

It was wonderful to find out they have begun a Historical Society, collecting the old train station, a church, a one-room school, log cabin, granary, covered bridge, WPA outhouse! All this excitement got me to thinking that I might have to make a trip back to Hilliard . . . and that was a shocking thing to consider as I had not been back since Mother passed in late 1996.

In an email to the lady at the Historical Society Library she mentioned the name Stoner as she had seen it on my correspondence. She said her kids had an art teacher by that name . . . which, of course, was my Mother! She told me that the other art teacher from that era was alive and well at 91 and helping out at the Historical Society!

I couldn't believe it . . . I adored Esther growing up! So I looked up her phone number and called her up . . . "a voice from your past"!

We had a great conversation and I look forward to seeing her when I travel there.

I also learned that one of my best friends from 1st grade through college was probably related to me! As it turns out, a woman in Montana I made contact with had researched that lineage and sent me records that show the three of us are related!

Each day my family grew.

And that led me to wondering what ever happened to my sisters-in-law from my Ohio marriage way back in 1969. Once we moved to California later that year (near Tracy, one of the sisters-in-law) she and her dear husband, Owen, became my 'California family'. As often happens when people divorce (mid 70's), you really don't want to divorce some of the family members, so we stayed close for a few years.

Is interesting as I write this, I have no idea how/when the bond broke. Some years ago I attempted to find them, but no luck.

I figured since I was on a roll, I'd try again and found a phone number for Ann, the other sister-in-law still in Ohio. So I called up and left a message . . . I was getting pretty good at this "a voice from your past" calling!

A few days later Ann called from Florida where she and her husband live part of the year (getting away from Ohio winters!). It was just like yesterday hearing her voice! By the time I travel to Ohio they will be back also.

She told me that Tracy and Owen had moved to Arizona about 15 years ago. I couldn't believe it as I had always known them as California folks. I got their phone number and called them too . . . but no answer and no recorder. So I tried their cell phone and left a message . . . yep . . . "a voice from your past"!

The next morning the phone rang and I just knew it was Tracy! They were vacationing in Hawaii! We talked and talked, again like no time had passed.

And this is really wild . . . they bought a place in Sedona in 1992 and moved there in 1993 . . . the same year I bought a little house about 50 miles from Sedona! They now split their time between Flagstaff and Carefree . . . and I can't tell you how many times between 1993 and 1997 (when I sold that little house to buy one here) that I traveled up and down the freeway and roads that were within a few miles of where they live.

Soooooooooo, if you have been counting, that is number three in the 'amazement' category. I was told years ago that when synchronicities happen in 3's to pay attention.

Since I had already filed the first two on the back burner, this one brought all three to the front burner and I immediately thought of my favorite Caroline Myss phrase: "I smell God in here"!!!!!!!

All this got me to thinking about the Carter family song, "Will the Circle be Unbroken".

Who would have thunk it . . . 30 years later, here we are back in touch again, excited to share stories and join hands again . . . our hearts never having 'unjoined'!

Until soon,

Che'usa


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