Monday, August 14, 2017
So I'm moving forward and going to call it quits on the weekly challenge since we should be up to week 7 or 8 by now. Maybe I'll come back to it again at a later date.
What will I do now. Well I have a few tricks up my sleeve or maybe that's layout. Stay tuned for a reveal coming soon.
Thursday, July 20, 2017
My Dad Joseph John Tencza, was born August 29th 1944 to Joseph and Marguerite Tencza in New Port, Rhode Island
I have so many memories of my Dad, but most of them revolve around our milatray moves and the long extended road trips to get from one duty station to the next. Our longest trip was coming back stateside from Hawaii. We had to pick up our car in LA, where we stayed with my moms aunt and uncle for a few days to adjust. Then it was cross country to Maryland. We crossed through some beautiful country on that trip and got a chance to hike in Zion National park. My other fond memories all have to do with road races. My father was an avid jogger and would drag my brother and I along for fun runs. 5-10K. We were always moving
I was lucky enough to have him around for 33 yrs of my life. Unfortunately he lost his fight with Leukemia April 8th 2007
Monday, July 10, 2017
When: January 15, 1973 I was an Emergency C-section because my mom was running a high fever and wasn't progressing with her labor.
Where: Weisbaden, Germany in the Military Hospital. I honestly can't tell you about Germany as I really don't remember much from my first 2 and 1/2 years. I also didn't have a childhood home as we moved every couple of years. If I had to pick one place it would be Upper Marlboro, Maryland. My mom's parents home. My brother and I would spend weekends there when my Dad was stationed at the Pentagon. It was also the place we would go in between moves when all our belongings were packed up for shipping cross country. I still remember the hillside home with a daylight basement and the creepy area that was the furnace room/ workshop. Playing hide and seek in the dark and catching fireflies
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
I'm joining along with a fellow blogger on this journey. Of answering on question for the next 52 weeks. ( Lora got the idea another blogger some time ago but is just now starting). The whole idea is to tell your own story by answering one question a week. People that love ancestry love finding diaries, journals, and letters, because they tell about everyday life. Not just the big stuff, but the every day little stuff.
So... here goes
Week 1: What is your full name? Explain why your parents gave you that name
Haven Michelle Amacher (Tencza)
The story goes... something like this. Both of my parents knew a Haven my mother a femal and my father a male. ( personally think it was Haven Moses the Denver Broncos football legend, but I never got that confirm. Regardless I would have been Haven, male or female.
My middle name was a compromise as my maternal grandmother is French and had a difficult time with Haven so my parents went with Michelle which was pretty much the same in English or French. It also doesn't hurt that my mother had a French cousin(male) also named Michele.
My maiden name is Tencza, which is Polish. The direct translation is Rainbow, which some of my friends glommed onto when I was at the University of Colorado at Boulder. They tried to turn me into a hippie calling me Haven Rainbow. Fortunately , I was a bit too conservative for it to stick.
So there you have it...