Showing posts with label immigration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label immigration. Show all posts

Thursday, March 6, 2025

History: Have WE forgotten Where we came from????

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One of the points I dislike the most about the current political climate is immigration...
Let's just take a little look at USA History...and how we became...

WE the PEOPLE
Signed in convention September 17, 1787. Ratified June 21, 1788
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We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.

The above words are from the Preamble for the Constitution 

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 None of these institutions of government, created or recognized by the Constitution, is superior to the Constitution itself. None is superior to the ultimate power of the people to adopt, amend, and interpret what is, after all, the Constitution ordained and established by “We the People of the United States.” 

from Erwin Chemerinsky, Dean and Distinguished Professor of Law, and Raymond Pryke Professor of First Amendment Law, University of California, Irvine School of Law. 

This is why three branches of government protect and defend the WE.

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James Madison, one of the leading architects of the Constitution, put it best in The Federalist No. 49The people are the only legitimate fountain of power, and it is from them that the constitutional charter, under which the several branches of government hold their power, is derived . . . .  Constitution Center

 So who are WE THE PEOPLE?

In..."1492Christopher Columbus landed on a Caribbean Island after three months of traveling. Believing at first that he had reached the East Indies, Columbus describes the natives he meets as “Indians.” On his first day, he orders six natives to be seized as servants." Native American History  


"There are three main sources of controversy involving Columbus’s interactions with the indigenous people he labeled “Indians”: the use of violence and slavery, forced conversion of native peoples to Christianity , and the introduction of a host of new diseases that would have dramatic long-term effects on native peoples in the Americas." Columbus Controversy

The above sites gives every American a condensed version with many links to our ancestors and the abominable treatment of the indigenous peoples inhabiting this FREE? land. Today the 570 tribes still existing under our 'spacious skies' are truly members of WE THE PEOPLE.
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"O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!...

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America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!"



We the People... 

and more and more, We came....

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From sea to shining sea, or Lake Michigan 

 WE came on journeys long and hard.
America's first waves of immigration during the 16th to 18th centuries were from the British Isles. WE came for economic opportunities and religious freedom, most often as Protestants. WE were well-to-do with land grants, organized communities, and indentured servants. 

The Spanish settled Florida, which is now our Southern border, and the Western Coast, the French up the Mississippi River and it's tributaries, and while trappers explored the 'Purple Mountain Majesties of the Rocky Mountains. 

 Later, during the 1840-50's huge European populations fled famine, religious persecution. and the ever changing maps of political conflicts.

And still, WE came... the Irish, German, Scandinavians and more with many Catholics. So many were from poorer backgrounds and less skilled.
WE arrived with the clothes on our backs, 
 calloused hands, and souls' full of dreams.

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My husband's great-great-great grandparents arrived from Bohemia/Czechslovakia/today it's the Czech Republic in 1851. In the photo above are the sons and daughters of his family grown and their spouses.

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Political turmoil in Czechoslovakia, the Austrian Hungarian Empire and war was most likely the reason for  leaving. Hubby's family (both sides) became farmers in Wisconsin. My husband's parents both descended from this Joseph's Father who appears in both family trees 5 generations back.

Arable lands in Europe were worn out from centuries of cultivation. Inheritance laws left lands and property only to the oldest male---leaving the rest to find other ways to feed their families. 
The opportunity to farm in the America was more than attractive.
Starting a new life was a necessity.

And, so WE came to this new country needing all sorts of skills and determination in all fields of labor, finance, and manufacturing.

But, WE were also SLAVE LABOR.

"Slavery in America started in 1619, when a Dutch ship brought 20 African slaves ashore in the British colony of JamestownVirginia.  See Black History and Slavery.


Slavery in Georgia.

Throughout the 17th century, European settlers in North America turned to African slaves as a cheaper, more plentiful labor source than indentured servants, who were mostly poor Europeans and would be freed after 7 years. Though it is impossible to give accurate figures, some historians have estimated that 6 to 7 million black slaves were imported to the New World during the 18th century alone,...." 
WE fought a long and bloody Civil War
  to abolish this abomination.


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from a 1911 print once in my position.

On September 22, 1862, Lincoln issued a preliminary emancipation proclamation, and on January 1, 1863, he made it official that “slaves within any State, or designated part of a State…in rebellion,…shall be then, thenceforward, and forever free.”



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In the name of  WE THE PEOPLE
Congress adopted the

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...13th Amendment on December 18, 1865, and officially abolished slavery. But freed blacks’ status in the post-war South remained precarious, and significant challenges awaited during the Reconstruction period.
If you know little about reconstruction, please click  the link.


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WE moved on,  
and a new Patchwork of our Nation sewed the 
colors from old homeland flags, blood and tears from war, and now  
combined with the shades of 
OUR skins. 


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Laborers were still needed for our growing nation. 

Chinese came to work on the railroads, Hispanics from below our southern borders for farming and ranching, followed by more and more Western, Eastern Europeans from every corner of the continent to build our cities, dig our canals, build our roads, man our mills, and dig deep into our mines. 


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The Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island. 

"“Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,...


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...The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”



How many of YOUR ancestors passed through Ellis Island?

My parents' families came from Lithuania and Denmark, 

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escaping fishing villages skipped by railroads on the North Sea and the devastated by war the farmlands of Lithuania. Constant European wars continually changed the maps causing upheavals and economic chaos. 

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Half of all my great-grandparents' extended family left Denmark for the United States at the beginning of the 20th century. The same for the Lithuanian side swallowed by the Polish empire and then the Soviet in the late 1890's.

Our last contact with my father's family was in 1953 when the Iron Curtain tightly choked Lithuania, Latvia, and Estonia. Letters ended and churches had been stifled, and records removed during the Soviet regime. So dead end there.

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My Danish Great-Grandfather on the right moved back and forth several times, but finally settling in Wisconsin and fishing the Great Lakes. He and Grandfather (left) opened a Fishmarket in 1921specializing in smoking fish and carrying 'old country' foods.

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My grandfather at age 14 had a photo taken to look older. He wore a larger suit with layers under it, and the cigar. The sailor's hat, and expression denied the fact he had just been confirmed, 
when he lied about his age and joined the 
Merchant Marines. 
George was over six-foot and definitely a character.
WWI loomed, since not yet a citizen, he wanted to see the world and be a part of the conflict.

He became naturalized and a member of

WE the PEOPLE 

in Portland Oregon in 1919 aged 21 between sailings.


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My father enlisted in January 1940 at age 18.

WE were still in the Depression and despite a partial scholarship to a state college, he could not afford to go. My hubby's dad also served in the South Pacific and fought at Okinawa for WE the People.

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After almost six years in the Army, stationed in the Philippines, New Guinea, Australia with a Medical Surgical Unit, Dad came home the first time, without a fanfare or welcome in 1945.
He was proud to be an American and to serve and WE of him, and all the generations who served in our military to keep us free.

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Honor Flight and Welcome HOME!
RIP Staff Sargent 

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WE...

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WE FLY our Flag!

WE
Children of Immigrants...

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or immigrants ourselves. I have two foreign born daughter-in-laws, bless them. They are my true heart loves and will be added to the 
WE 
of our United States. 



WE come from every religious expression,


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and every corner of this earth..

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 Tightly stitched and woven into  this 

PATCHWORK OF HUMANITY and 
PROUD TO BE 

WE THE PEOPLE.


If you comment please list your ancestors' homelands and when they arrived on our shores if you can.

I think it would be interesting to see how diverse we are, this collective of WE.


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Tuesday, November 7, 2023

Unexpected Emotions Weave through an Art project.

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I signed up for a creativity for the elderly program with the Mather Institute located here in Illinois in Evanston.  Open to Illinois residents over the age of 55, a box of craft supplies and directions arrived in September, and once a week classes began early in October. 

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I will have to go out and buy an iron to show you the results of the first three projects, each a form of dyeing and fabrics. The dyes need to be set with heat.

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Determined to see if I could follow directions, I had mixed results, but it was fun to visit with others on zoom and to experience the process of three different types of dyeing. 


I shared these photos when I first started the projects. The piece on the line on the right is described later here...a family placemat from Denmark.

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Some cotton strings I dyed to be used in weaving.

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The fourth project was a weaving project on a simple cardboard frame. It was supposed to be an aspiration weaving, where we wrote on strips of paper things like, I am worthy, I am beautiful, I am....yada, yada. At the age of 75, if I don't have my ducks of worthiness in a row, it's too late. 

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Old card from Pinterest, from a location near my family's homes in Denmark. Typical fisherman attire in the late 1800-early 1900's in Denmark. 

The day before I had resurrected an old email account, and linked them into my current email. I received an email from an old genealogy account I had done for my mom on Family Search. The night before the weaving, I found my/her Mom's family. My grandmother Nellie had died at age 27 when my mom was 5. She had married my grandfather at age 19 and immigrated to the USA from Denmark. 

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Nellie and Grampa's Immigration photo after marriage in Denmark 1919.

When searching for her family---I had kept hitting brick walls, I found her mother and her father, but that was it, due to script records that were basically illegible. Denmark has records going back to the 1400's through their church parish system as well as a centralized system of regional governments. Meticulous records were kept. The parish my grandparents were from was established in 1011...seriously 1200 years ago.  I knew my (Nellie's parents, my great grandfather and great grandmother were buried together in the church cemetery some 43 years apart. My great grandmother had died in childbirth in 1903, when my grandmother Nellie was 2.

Another family tragedy, young mothers with children left behind. From there the records were confusing, misspelled and translated only to confusion. It seems my great-grandfather was born into a large family and the common use of Jensen (son of Jens) was not the main surname of his family, but may have been changed before Nellie was born in 1901.

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Great Grandfather's family farm early in the 1900's. He had at least 8 living siblings in 1908.

The updated information on both families opened a huge window...all the way back to the 1500's. We always thought my grandmother as a baby was farmed out to a family (common in N. Denmark) and perhaps abandoned by her young (21years old) fisherman father.

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                     Nellie probably her confirmation 1913- or14.

Not true, a family where we thought she was a servant, was actually a huge family of Aunts, Uncles, and cousins, on the paternal sides as well as having another huge family on my great-grandmother's side. An altered spelling of GGrandmother's name had led to a dead-end back in the early 2000's. But, because the multiple surnames for all the children in the census, that was also so confusing. 

On Nellie's mother's side what was in the church records, was not the name in the regional records or census'. A letter in her first name, and two in her middle name were altered  resulting in the confusion. The Danish government finally required consistent family surnames for both men and women in the early 1900-1910's. Prior to that a woman was her firstname and then her father's first name and dotter (daughter)---ie. Ingrid Andrea Andersdotter. (daughter of Anders)

All the sen's at the end of male surnames---meant their father's first name and 'sen' or son such as Anders Jens Andersen- meaning Anders son. The change to standard surnames really messed up some records, as families---with too many of the same name, some family members chose an entirely different surname from perhaps a favorite person, or a deceased past relative. Not all these things were updated in church records or noted in census records. Property papers were more accurate---but property was passed usually to the eldest son or occasionally to a surviving spouse, but only if specified. 

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Nellie and Grampa, with Mom aged 3 and my Aunt 1925 somewhere in Denmark

The only thing my mom remembered about her mother was blue-black hair and brown eyes. Strange from coming from mom who was so fair and light blonde. My aunt was a brunette later in life with brown eyes, but she had three tow-head children. It turns out I favor my grandmother Nellie in face and body build, with darker hair (died blonde since I was 19) and thyroid issues. I have the pale skin of my mother and dad and blue eyes.

With this revelation---which I need to follow up on in the future, there are so many generations of relatives to explore and try to find. 

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I believe these are cousins---which I had earlier believed a sister. Nellie had a sister (Aste) who died after childbirth and her mother's death.

I have Nellie's immigration trunk, and a small box of memorabilia and photos of their early marriage. This was all put away in the attic in a small box along with some jewelry typical of northern Denmark....and forgotten, when my grandfather remarried in 1930.

My mother never dealt with anything having to do with all of this..it was like a locked lost chapter. When my great aunt, my grandfather's youngest sister was near 100 she finally told the truth that Nellie had died from a stroke at 26 and not from a jaw infection as we had all been told.

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I believe these are my Great Grandfather's or Grandmother's parents (he remarried but had no more children) or possibly an Aunt and Uncle.

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Grampa and Nellie in 1927 in Wisconsin, I think with my Mom.

Looking at Nellie's photos from her years of marriage and 2 children, she may have had severe lack of thyroid. The  problem with not sharing proper medical information is both my mom, my aunt, and myself have had thyroid issues. Nellie may have had low thyroid which led to weight gain, high blood pressure, all risks for strokes. I was luckily diagnosed in my early 30's and have been on medication since then, but the weight has always been a battle and blood pressure at times hard to control.

Looking at the NOW expansive family trees of 1/2 of my medical heritage, I'm a bit relieved to see few deaths other than early childhood deaths, but MANY long lives for the location and times. Phew!

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After all this, the next day I began my weaving class----and listening to the instructor but, all my thoughts were on Nellie. She was worthy, she was surrounded with love,

She was memorable.


 Nellie was almost like an empty vessel, was now filled with family love in my mind.

I scribbled her name on one of the pieces of affirmation paper, then my grandfather's, my Mom and my Aunt and where they all lived as a family for the seven short years before she passed.

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I had dyed a spare piece of Danish fabric, a very old stained fabric mat, woven with floss in a pattern that also included tiny Danish flags, weeks ago. I knew it had come from my  grandfather's home (built in 1922), and was very old. Nellie had lived there until her death. I had already attempted to remove the probably 80 or more year old stains. There had been left over dye...so I dipped it here and there in the different colors, blue, yellow, red. I had also dyed common cotton string. All the dyeing was done before my finds about Nellie.

While the instructor was talking I started to rip that little piece of hand embroidered linen into strips to use in my weaving. I pulled some dried grasses out to also use, similar to the grasses from the dunes on the North Sea of where Nellie she grew up. Since the emphasis was to not have a plan, but just go with the materials and things you personally added to those included in the kits.

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Now I had affirmations.

Nellie existed, Nellie was a Mother, daughter, niece...

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Nellie was loved, 

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Now, Nellie is remembered.

Though this small weaving is completed, her story will continue. I will fill in the pieces and hopefully find some ancestors of these families. I'm sure no one is alive that remembers anything, but you never know, some family stories live on... and on.

The important thing is now I know and remember.


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