Hagenbuch family history & genealogy
Be prepared, readers, to enter a world of memories and recollections that I possess about the village of Washingtonville. This town helped to form my childhood identity, and my friend and author, John Marr,...
Each year, when I sit down to write a retrospective on the previous 12 months of Hagenbuch.org, I find myself surprised by the number of fascinating pieces that have been published. Occasionally, I have...
Readers may wonder how Andrew and I select topics for our articles. In my case, I usually run across or search for something in our family history that is interesting: a curious situation, a...
I always knew her as Bernice Bogart. She was one of many of my father’s first cousins. Her father was Percy Hagenbuch, that great uncle of mine who first instilled in me a sense...
Back in 1983, I was 30 years old and my father was 66 years “young” as they say. We were both fit and able to walk and walk past rows and rows of gravestones...
I possess this imagination that can take me back to past times and places and wonder what may have transpired. I am not a science fiction/futurist type of fellow. Since a child I have...
In Part 1 of this series, details about the different types of ephemera found in the scrapbook of Homer Hagenbuch (b. 1916) were discussed. His mother, Hannah, and his sister, Ellen, were instrumental in...
After the 75th Hagenbuch Reunion, I was thinking about some of the contacts that Andrew and I have had over the years. The phrase “3, 2, 1, Contact” came to mind which was the...
Andrew and I often write about the Hagenbuch Archives. The Archives are located in my Dillsburg home in several rooms. I suspect that some of you believe this is a repository of documents which...
There is no doubt our readers realize that Andrew and I enjoy writing about our family’s history, along with all of its streets, back alleys, lanes, dirt roads, highways, and byways. In other words,...
