My aim on Sunday is to use only the one word, letting my photo speak for itself. But I think this photo of the reproduction of a photo of my great-great-grandfather who was born in Derburg, Bavaria, Germany in 1841 deserves a bit of explanation.
His family moved to the U.S. in 1851 or 1852 to farm in Indiana. In March of 1863, he enrolled in Co. F-8 regiment Indiana Volunteer Cavalry, which was with General Sherman during the march through the South. Maybe that’s where I get my love of horses. At the end of the war, he returned to farming, eventually moving to Nebraska. He and his wife had ten children. He lived to age 73 and his wife to 74.
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