
I am not the first person in my family who immigrated to the US. My greatgrandfather Ludwig Seckler and his wife Christine had 18 children together. Too many mouths to feed or too many girls to marry off and doweries to pay for. So in 1910 three of my grandfather's sisters where put on a boat in Hamburg and shipped off to America. America - the land of opportunity!
Recently a cousin contacted me through facebook and sent me some pictures of my great aunts. I never got to meet them, but I am ever so grateful that my cousin contacted me, and we can do some catching up...
My immigration story began in 1991 when I met my husband. It is so much fun to take that trip down memory lane and wonder about the problems my great aunts ran into. I am sure they missed family and German food just as much as I do 100 years later. =)


I am not sure about the quality of the sewing tips. The writing appeared to be a bit on the superficial side at first glance. But who cares? Each hardcover volume is beautifully bound in a different fabric. From fine silk to chunky corduroy. My husband loved the thick bright red corduroy one. I am kind of partial towards the pink butterfly book with the title "The Personal Touch".
While his sister went sledding my son decided to build a snow cave in the backyard. It provided hours and hours of fun. So much so that the children forgot all about Christmas for a while...The right size and weight of snow shovels and having right kind of tools for snow cave building became a crucial matter. Santa, do the elves make snow shovels at the Northpole?
Happy New Year!





