Time with family is always special. Somehow even if you don't really know each other that well and you only share a great-great-great-5x-great-grandfather, knowing people are family makes being with them more special. Last weekend was a great reconnection time for me and mom with all my family here in Deidesheim. It's been about 10 years now since I first visited in 8th grade. Everyone was saying how they couldn't recognize me at all and how much I'd changed and such. Weird because I don't remember much at all, and what I do remember felt like it hadn't changed one bit. I need to break out the old pictures from then and see what people looked like back then. I just don't want to see myself...

Anna and I with our similar
Gehhilfe. Next to my shoulder is the crest of Deidesheim with red and blue and two gold stars. Anna is the Funk family member and we are some kind of cousin 5 or 6 times removed. I need to make a chart of everyone...

Willi and I after dinner. Willi is now over 80, but still as young at heart as any 20 year-old. His German is impossible to understand though. More on
Pfälzisch later...

Anna and mom pouring over photos from their 1992 trip to the U.S. to visit my grandfather. I barely remember them coming. I vaguely remember reassurances that German was just like English and you can understand it if you listen carefully. SO NOT TRUE.

More family members. I can't keep track of them all. They were all very nice though and I'll figure them out at Christmas probably.

Me, Lydia, and Franz. Lydia is Anna and Willi's daughter and Franz is her husband. I coordinated most everything with them as they are the only easily reachable with internet and we have long connections back with them. Lydia speaks very good English and really helped out
translating (which I have a hard time doing despite being able to understand (most) everything.
As I said, I'm going back for Christmas (or New Years, I have to visit the French family too!) and I'm sure there will be much more about family then!