Time travel. Ancient moors. Lodz in 2017.


  I need to go back in time. 3 weeks, to be exact. In the mean time I'm going through the history of Poland, to get a feel for half of my ancestors. Assuming that since they were in Poland in the late 19th century, chances are good they didn't go to far.
I'm going on a trip to see some Lodz history, wish me luck. Then I can come home and blog some more. I've been doing family tree research all morning. It's a major rabbit hole. Ask one question, learn 10 answers to questions you didn't even think to ask yet. Answer one question, and 10 more pop up. First and foremost: Why didn't these Polish people talk about their past? At least my Danish side has been settled in one place, and stories have been written. Names have been taken down. My cousins from Denmark know where they came from in much more detail than the Polish side. That's good though, I have one side to pursue and the other side I just have to translate to English for my benefit. I must find a way to explain what it felt like to stand before my Grandparents grave, in the shadow of an 800 year old white church with a red and white waving Danish flag. I was thrilled to go to the family farm and be shown the small hill where 2 of my Great Grandparents had their tombstone placed.
  I have 1 brother. I have 2 parents. I have 4 Grandparents. I have 8 Great Grand Parents. I have 16 Great Great Grandparents. I want to tell their stories. At least the first 3 generations of 14 people, and that's just the direct line. I'll be busy.

This first picture is what happens when you are important, and then you die. There are tiny hills in the countryside, I counted 9 in a trip a few days later. The bodies are placed inside. I think Charlotte said their were 3 people in this one. A lonely place to be laid to rest.
  It's weird. Is there anything related in Vikings in my family tree?? I still have more questions for when I go back. I haven't heard anything about Vikings, but they started out as farmers in the north, right? I feel an easy confidence in my cousins that comes from a line of victors, maybe?




I don't know how to move these pictures around, they are out of place. Sorry, I'm working on it. This is the town square of Brande, where my Father lives. Cold and empty. The streets are so narrow, I just love it. There is a small street between the square and the white building, on down.


I don't know how to explain the cold sweeping moors, which my family decided to grow a forest in. We went on a walk with my lovely cousin who explained things. This place and the family farm is full of flint. Awesome rocks, yay for me!


On the way from the parking lot to the moor. Moors?

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