On May 21 we visited the immigrant museum in Hamburg, Germany, which was the spot that exactly 110 years to the day, my great grandparents on my mother's side had left from to immigrate to the United States.
|Mom marking the spot that her grandparents had left from|
My oldest brother has been doing some research on our ancestry. It appears that a side of our family had the genes of wanders. With no apparent reason, my ancestors picked up their bags and moved. Gradually through the generations making their way from Europe to England to Ireland and Scotland. Continuing from there to New York and then gradually moving from the East coast to the West coast, to where my father was born in California.
|An advertisement coaxing immigrants to America|
|The Auguste Victoria that carried my great grandparents to Ellis Island|
|Items from a shipwrecked boat carrying immigrants|
|Hamming it up at the "immigration office"|
|Reproduction of immigrant housing|