Posts Tagged ‘ancestors’


| December 3rd, 2011 | No Comments »

Gay Reflections The essays here are gay reflections on personal and unique people and ideas from around the world. Some of the people, I’ve met in far off places, and some were family, ranging from a humble Cambodian doctor to my Swiss ancestors. The places described are varied in their impact on people, from toxic silver mines to the front lines of war. • Mrs. Doctor • Once Upon a Glacier • Great Lake, Uyuni • Potosi Silver Mine • Cambodia-Sex and Politics • John Ammon Remembered • John Ammon Photo Gallery • A Journey to France in Search of Uncle John: The Place He Died in World War 1 Also see the 6 photo galleries accompanying this story: — St Juvin and St Georges Villages — Other Meuse-Argonne Villages — Meuse-Argonne American Cemetery — The Museum of 1914-18 in Romagne — Verdun Area Museums and Memorials — Meuse-Argonne Towns of Grandpre, Vouziers and Dun-sur-Meuse • From Switzerland • The Ultimate Voyage-Space • Love, Sex and Religion–Murder

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Family History and My 95 Year-old Aunt

| January 2nd, 2011 | No Comments »

By Richard Ammon New Years Day 2011 My Aunt Grace turned 95 today, a remarkably long life. Her mind is sharp and her body in reasonably good health, although she complains of not being able to turn the soil in her garden–by hand. Her house is immaculate, her grooming stylish and her memories of her personal history are mostly intact. Occasionally she drives her 1984 Cadillac (17,000 miles) to the local store. She has a daughter and three grandsons who visit occasionally–but not often enough, she says. Her husband died many years ago of Parkinsons. She is the sole remaining member of my preceding generation, the last witness to my father (her brother) and her four sisters. The sole surviving offspring of her parents whose births were in the 1880’s, a hundred and thirty years ago–well over a century of our family’s history. It feels like a very long

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My Family – A Hundred Years Later

| July 5th, 2010 | No Comments »

By Richard Ammon June 25, 2010 A hundred years ago today my grandparents, Francis and Cora, were married and our immediate family began. I have no family memory beyond that–photos and stories yes but no memories. My paternal great-grandfather died in 1915. My maternal great-grandmother lived to 1938, before my birth. But starting a hundred years ago with the wedding I have living memory because I knew these two people for almost 30 years before they died. I knew them and I know four generations that came from them: Francis and Cora, my father, my siblings and my nephew and nieces. A century of a family is a sizable chunk of heritage, with countless events and vivid memories of long ago and last week. As I reflect on this time and the people who brought me here I feel connected to 1910, moving back through through real personalities, specific

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