S: Personal Heritage Book
FC: Personal Heritage Book
1: I would like to dedicate this book to all of the hard working members of my family that have worked so hard to make sure my generation
2: Taylor | After searching through many baby name books and looking at more than 100,000 baby names, the name Taylor stuck out. | Marie | Originally, Maria was the middle name of choice. But during the hospital stay, the name of the nurse was Marie. She was so nice and helpful. The name Marie was the end result. | Robbins | I get my last name from my father.
3: Robbins | Robbins | This name comes from a patronymic form of the medieval male given name “Robin”, which came from the shorter form of Robert, “Rob.” This name actually comes from the Old German word Hrodebert. This was originally a combination of “hrothi” and “berhta”. This means fame or bright.
4: Green | This name is one of the most common of English names and even Irish last names. It can be used as a status name for a young man who played the part of the mystic and fertile “Green Man” in May day fertility celebration. When it was being used in this context “green” was symbolic of youthful, spring, and the re-growth of nature.
5: Roy Lee Green And Mattie Hornsby-Green | Jimmy Ray Green and Eva Couch-Green | Jimmy Derek Green and Jessica Renee Bender-Green
6: Couch | This is an unusual last name. There are two known possible origins. The first one is that it is of Cornish origin and a nickname for a red haired person or one with a red colored complexion. Coming from the Cornish “cough” and the Welsh “coch” both meaning red. This name also came from the Middle English “couche” and that is an occupational name for a maker of beds, bedding and couches, and specifically an upholsterer, or even a nickname for a indolent person.
7: Cecil Couch and Martha Campbell-Couch | Great-Grandparents
8: Wettengel | This name is an occupational name for a road maker or mender. Comes from high or middle Germany. Wec ‘Way’, ‘street’ + tengelen ‘to break stones'. | Rosalindel (Grandmother) | Walter (great-uncle) | Left: Rosalinde (grandmother) Right:Trudy (great-aunt)
9: Sachetorte | Recipe: German | Cake: 4 ounces semi sweet chocolate (chopped) 1/2 cup butter, softened 1/4 cup confectioners' sugar 2 teaspoons confectioners' sugar 6 eggs, separated 1/2 cup white sugar 2 tablespoons white sugar 1 cup cake flour | Filling: 1/4 cup water 1/4 cup white sugar 1 (12 ounce) jar apricot preserves 1 tablespoon water Icing: 9 ounces semisweet chocolate 3 ounces heavy cream
10: Ancestor Biography | My grandma is one of the most important people in my life and will always be. She has always been there for anything I could ever need. Originally her name was Rosalinde Wettengel. She was born on September 9, 1941, in Deutsch-Trebertisch -CRS- Bodersam. Her dad Franz Wettengel fought in World War II. One month before my grandma was born in August he was killed at battle in Russia. When my grandma was very little the war was still going on. There were bombs flying everywhere and fighting any place you turned. During her early childhood, her mother Erna, her brother Klaus, and her sister Trudy lived near a cemetery. This cemetery was later bombed while they were in their house. Because of this she now has a fear of cemeteries.
11: A few years after that bombing in 1945 when the war was over, there was still a continued struggle for money and a struggle to find a sense of normalcy in life. When my grandma was about 8 years old her mom and her siblings had to move to Germany. Her mom was Czech and her dad was German. Because her dad was German, all of his kids were German citizens even if their mom was Czech. Since their mom was Czech, she wasn’t allowed to keep her children unless she moved to Germany. In order for them to be able to move, they needed a large sum of money to be able to pay their way into Germany. One of her moms very generous friends, Adolf Krohn, was moving too. He told my great-grandmother if she helped him take care of his kids that he would in return pay her way into Germany. So later that year, they were boarded onto a train car.
12: The train car was so full of people you could hardly move. During their ride to Germany the train started to have difficulties. The train broke down on a bridge over a big river. My grandma said that when she looked down the people in the river looked like ants. That is the reason why she doesn’t like driving over bridges. When they got to Germany, Adolf and my grandmother worked in the potato fields all day everyday. They did this while the children were locked in a room by themselves to play all day. During the night my great-grandma would cook for the man that owned the farm. Often, she didn’t have money to buy a whole lot of food. They often went hungry. So when my great-grandma would cook for the owners family, she would peel the potatoes really thick and she would take them back to her home and cook them for her
13: children. When my grandma was much older, her and two of her friends wanted to go to a big fair that they have in Germany every year. They didn’t have any money to take a bus so they had to walk. They walked about thirty miles from where they live to the fair. They went to the fair and had a fun time together. When they were on the way back to their hometown it started to pour down rain. They decided to stop at a little tavern to wait for the rain to quit. In the tavern there was a group of American Soldiers. My grandma and her friends didn’t speak any English so it was very hard to communicate with the soldiers. One of my grandmas friends gave one of the soldiers my grandmas address. At first my grandma didn’t think anything of the soldier. She didn’t think the soldier would show up. A few weeks after they met, the soldier showed up at her
14: door. They would stay with my aunt Trudy who spoke some English. They would have conversations through Aunt Trudy. In 1959, my grandma and the soldier got married. The soldier turned out to be my grandpa and the father of my grandmas children. He is the reason my grandma got to come to America. In 1961 when my grandma was pregnant with her first child, Anthony Irvin Robbins, my grandpa sent her to America to get her away from the mess in Germany because he didn’t want her getting hurt. When she first got here she didn’t speak any English and she didn’t know where she was supposed to go. For a few months after she got to America she stayed with her sister Trudy and her husband who had moved to Wisconsin a few years earlier. After a few months Trudy’s husband lost his job and money was tight. During this time, my grandpa told my
15: grandma to contact his mom and go stay with her in Indiana. My grandma took the suggestion and called her mother-in-law and set up the time and date that she would arrive at the airport. During the flight the plane started having some engine problems. Because of the engine problems the plane had to turn around and go back to where they took off. Since the plane had problems, my grandma wasn’t going to arrive at the time she had told her mother-in-law. She tried calling but nobody answered the phone. She got on another flight and was on her way to Indiana. This flight went good. She arrived safely in Indiana. There were just a few small problems; she didn’t speak English, she didn’t have a whole lot of money, and there was nobody there to take her where she needed to go. There was no way for her to get in contact with her mother-in-law because nobody would answer the phone. She
16: her mother-in-law because nobody would answer the phone. She sat in the airport lobby with a picture of the family she had never met and she waited. She finally saw the people she had been waiting for and went to the town she would from now on call her home. Scottsburg, Indiana. | Postcard sent from Rosalinde to her husband while he was in Germany.
18: Autobiographical Sketch | During my early childhood I always looked up to my older cousins Robbie and Ashley. They were always so interesting to me. They were both actively involved in band and color guard. When I was little I always found band and guard absolutely fascinating. I went every weekend to the contests to watch. When I was six years old I told myself, “It will be difficult but I will be in band and in guard.” Six years later when I was in sixth grade I joined band as a flute player and later in the year I went to my first color guard practice. Little did I know, that first meeting that I went to would change my life and teach me lessons I wouldn’t have learned until later on in life.
19: Since that meeting in sixth grade every day of my life has been dedicated to making myself better at playing the flute and at the things I do for guard. On Mondays I take private flute lessons with my flute teacher Sue Righthouse. I find that when taking private lessons it helps me challenge myself. By learning how to read and play music I feel like it has improved my memory and my ability to do things on my own. During the week I also have two or three guard practices depending on the week. This has helped me learn how to dedicate myself to something and stick to it until the end, even if it is hard.
20: Although there have been many things impact my life I feel like band and guard have had the most influence on helping me learn about myself and who I am. I know now that if you believe in yourself even if you’re having a tough time with something, if you work hard at it you can do anything you set your mind to. If you stick with what you’re doing and you love to do it then in the end the hard work and dedication will pay off. This past winter all my hard work paid off. The Scottsburg High School Winter Guard won their first state championship. I am proud to say I was a member and will always be a member of this color guard family.