Refugees in London
Journeys to the Unknown, Missing History Wendy Erisman Journeys to the Unknown, Missing History Wendy Erisman

Refugees in London

When I think of early immigration to the United States from the part of Europe that is now Germany, I tend to think of German settlers in Pennsylvania, many of whom were religious dissenters like the Mennonite ancestors I have written about in a previous post. As a result, I was quite surprised to learn that my seven-times great-grandfather, Johann Henrich Krantz, arrived in New York in 1710 and settled along the Hudson River in Ulster County. As I learned more about why he arrived when and where he did, I came to see many parallels between his experience and that of refugees and asylum seekers today.

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A Well-Known Furniture Manufacturer
Radical Ideas, (Extra)Ordinary People Wendy Erisman Radical Ideas, (Extra)Ordinary People Wendy Erisman

A Well-Known Furniture Manufacturer

My mother owned quite a few antiques although she wasn’t really a collector. She only occasionally purchased antiques herself, but she had many objects that she had inherited from family members. When she passed away last year, I went through these items and consigned most of them to an antique store. I ended up keeping one chair, however, after my cats adopted it as their own. As it turns out, those cats have impressively good taste in antique furniture.

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The Motherlode of Erismans
Journeys to the Unknown, Radical Ideas Wendy Erisman Journeys to the Unknown, Radical Ideas Wendy Erisman

The Motherlode of Erismans

I have an unusual last name. For much of my life, I never met anyone named Erisman to whom I wasn’t closely related, close enough that we could easily calculate what flavor of cousin we were. Some years back, however, while visiting Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, on a business trip, I was suddenly inundated by Erismans—a colleague’s child’s kindergarten teacher, a local car dealership, the high school’s star quarterback smiling from a billboard. There were Erismans everywhere, even on a road sign. I had, I concluded, found the motherlode of Erismans.

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Flying Camps, Prison Ships, and the Battle of Long Island
Missing History, Journeys to the Unknown Wendy Erisman Missing History, Journeys to the Unknown Wendy Erisman

Flying Camps, Prison Ships, and the Battle of Long Island

I've come to realize that I really know very little about the American Revolution. I remember learning about the Minutemen at Lexington and Concord in April 1775, of course, but my knowledge of what happened during the subsequent eight years is quite limited. Happily, as I've spent time researching my family's past, I've learned a good deal more about what went on during the Revolution.

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