I was born in Baltimore City. Actually I was born in a city hospital, but lived my entire life in the county. Not until recently when working on the family history have I felt any connection with the city of both my parents ancestors. When we were young we would spend Saturday visiting my grandmother and aunt in their Baltimore rowhouse. Mostly what I remember are the marble steps, lovely painted screens, and penny candy from the corner store.
Spending time talking with my parents as they share stories of their youth has been a wonderful experience. My Mom tells of scrubbing those marble steps on Saturdays to make spending money. My Dad sharing stories of ships bringing fresh food into the harbor, and hucksters driving up and down the streets yelling "bananas, apples, peanuts!"
Along the way on this adventure I have discovered a very rich and diverse heritage. Whether that heritage is German, English, Irish, Czech, or Polish, I'm very much a Baltimorean!