Grandma came to America in 1929.
She was 23 years old.
Picture of grandma when she was still single.
She came to America with a girl friend.
They, like thousands of others, came by ship…
Grandma second from the right
She told me later, she never saw her father again and didn’t see her mother until after the war. She moved to Chicago, but came west to visit her Aunt and Uncle on the farm near Scotch Grove Iowa. Her aunt and uncle were her sponsors.
Grandma sitting with her Aunt and Uncle Fred and Hannah Otten shortly after coming to America.
While visiting them she met my grandpa. A big strapping farm boy who spoke low German and English.
Side note…Grandma spoke both High and Low German. She was a city girl from
Wilhelmshaven, Germany a port city on the North Sea
His parents were good friends with the Ottens….and the rest as they say is history.
Grandpa told me his friends made fun of him for marrying a “city girl”
He said, “What’s it to them??? They could just to go to….@%#&” .
Grandma learned how to milk cows (by hand) . Grandpa told me he got grandma a couple of hundred chickens “so she could have her own egg money.”
Dad was born at home, (I’m pretty sure on the kitchen table)
Those had to be tough years..
Here’s a picture of grandma and my dad:
Here’s a song that reminds me of grandma….
and finally, here’s a picture of me….all decked out in my German leterhosen.