Like so many immigrants, they came to America because it was The Promised Land... The Land of Opportunity. They settled in northern Michigan...
the Upper Peninsula ...
they were Youpers.
And they were dirt poor. I often wonder how much better off they were for coming all this way.
His real name wasn't Lindow. I found out his real name while in the process of obtaining dual citizenship two years ago. It was Olindo. And I found out that the teeny-tiny village in Italy in which his parents and brother were born is still there. It's still teeny-tiny. And it's very pretty.
I hope to see it for myself someday soon. Grandpa Lindow never did.
Have you ever done any genealogical digging around? Did you find out anything interesting?
–I found out that my Italian great-grandfather came to America at least twice before finally settling here. And that he arrived for the final time with $1.80 in his pocket (according to the ship manifest).
Have you ever seen your ancestral "homeland"?
–While I have been to Italy, Germany and England (where my ancestors are from) I have never been to the actual cities or towns in which they were born or lived. I do hope to someday.