The Bedding Connection
Several weeks ago, we visited friends of ours in Virginia. We stayed two nights. If you are like Linda and me, you never sleep well in a strange bed. In fact, Linda and I...
Several weeks ago, we visited friends of ours in Virginia. We stayed two nights. If you are like Linda and me, you never sleep well in a strange bed. In fact, Linda and I...
Occasionally, I ponder what Andreas Hagenbuch (b. 1715, d. 1785) would think of his extensive family tree. During his lifetime, Andreas knew his children and some of his grand children. How might he react...
As I prepared to write more about the friends of Andreas Hagenbuch, I thought, “If only Facebook was available in the 1700s and Andreas and his family were on it. We would know who...
Growing up in Montour County, our family was associated with neighboring farm families that were good friends of my parents, Homer and Irene (Faus) Hagenbuch. There were the Durlin brothers—Bob, Bill, and Fred—and their...
Earlier this year, I was telling someone about a few of the articles that had been published on Hagenbuch.org. Their response: How much can you write about one family? Well, according to our most...
A ship at sea is its own world. To be the captain of a ship is to be the unquestioned ruler of that world and requires all of the leadership skills of a prince...
In 1771, Henry Hagenbuch (b. 1737, d. 1805), purchased a lot 60 feet wide by 230 feet deep at the corner of James and Hamilton Streets within the newly formed city of Northampton Town,...
The deepest roots of our Hagenbuch family tree stretch into Switzerland and Germany. However, for those Hagenbuchs living in the United States, it is an oversimplification to refer to ourselves only as Swiss-German. After...
In late December 2017, Linda and I drove to Freeport, Maine to visit with our daughter, Katie (Hagenbuch) Emig, her husband Nelson, and our granddaughter Hadley. North of there—in Bath, Maine—live Jim and Sally...
On January 2, 2018, I wrote an article about New Year’s Day memories from the early 1900s. Some of these remembrances were gleaned from the diary entries of my mother, Irene (Faus) Hagenbuch. Of...