Most of us never met Claus Sprick (10/13/1874-11/24/1942), our grandfather, who died long before we were born. He had a very hard life, and it shows in his face. On July 4, 1876, the U.S. centennial, Claus, just 1 year old, arrived with his family in New York harbor from Germany. Wonder if they thought the fireworks were to welcome them?
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Saturday, January 27, 2007
Our grandfather, Claus Sprick
Most of us never met Claus Sprick (10/13/1874-11/24/1942), our grandfather, who died long before we were born. He had a very hard life, and it shows in his face. On July 4, 1876, the U.S. centennial, Claus, just 1 year old, arrived with his family in New York harbor from Germany. Wonder if they thought the fireworks were to welcome them?
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