Dirt Farmers.

All of them…. German Dirt Farmers.

Herman Heinrich Wehrman came to America in 1838.  He came from Oldenburg, Germany… on a big, overcrowded ship.

Dirt Farmer there, auf Deutsch.  Dirt Farmer here.  All American.

What a time that guy had.  Who names their kid Herman Wehrman?

No wonder he went by Henry.

By Henry.  By George.

Oh Henry. He had a bunch of kids, who then had a bunch of kids, and those kids had even more kids.  Eventually… it trickled down, and here I am.

The great-great-grand daughter of Herman Wehrman, the German.  Dirt Farmer.

I bet old boy Henry never dreamed I would be talking about him… right here and right now…. and like this.

I wonder who will be talking about us 200 years later.  And how…

“The difference between what the most and the least learned people know is inexpressibly trivial in relation to that which is unknown.” – Albert Einstein