Thank God for pictures...things you were to young to remember, a picture puts it in your mind. This picture is of me and my crazy uncles...... I had a very fun family....My dad came from Germany when he was 18 with his family...I remember him telling a story of his trip on the boat here...my grandpa was on the lower bunk and my dad on the top...dad had an accident and it dripped down on my grandpa who jumped up yelling "the boat is sinking, the boat is sinking". I have to laugh everytime I think of that story. Dad and family landed in Fremont Ohio. I understand he was quite the charmer...He met my mom at a dance in Toledo Ohio.... I can remember my parents rolling up the front room carpet and putting it on the front porch, while my aunts and uncles, and all there German friends would dance....Back then no one ever got a babysitter...we kids were always there...sitting in a corner WATCHING....oh yeah....I can remember having a toothache, and my mom told me to put whiskey on a cotton ball and apply it to my tooth....well let me tell you I was slumped in the corner, but I think the pain went away...lol I have a movie of when I was 5, riding on the handle bars of my dads bike in Pearson Park....All my aunts and uncles were there....my mom, and aunts were swinging on the swings, sliding down the slides.....the proof is in the picture....I'm so happy to have that movie...it is a little blurry, but then so am I........ Card playing was very popular with them...I can remember traveling to Elmore and Woodville Ohio while they played cards. Every month it was at a different house. I know that God was with us, because I have to admit, my daddy had a few drinks under his belt...and we always made it safely home....I knew he was tipsy because he always started to sing Good Night Irene, Good Night...it was a popular song back then...and I would say, ok daddy time to go.... We use to go to Luna Pier where they had an outside dance floor. One of their German friends had a cottege there....Then when I was around 2 my parents bought there own cottege....More fun to tell you about later.... about my amazing dad Fritzie p.s. My aunt Sophia use to call my dad Fritzalie.....in her little german accent...... & nbsp; Thanks for reading......Granny Judy A Quote for the Day!