Saturday, February 10, 2007

Et Si Ostendo Non Jacto

Millstone Grit Path, originally uploaded by borolad259.

I was procrastinating by searching for my father's family online. I didn't really find anything revealing, except that (duh!) the Os have been in America for a long time and over 700 of us served in the Civil War (on both sides) and that there is an O-town in West Yorkshire, England. There were too many hits to really narrow anything down. The lame "family heraldry" site just seemed to exist to sell mousepads. I did find this photo on flickr of a park in West Yorkshire (complete with a fantastic quote from Wuthering Heights) and it had an eerie resemblance to Pogonip.


Maybe my genes are drawn to moor-like parks. Or maybe a lot of places look like this. If the cheeseball heraldry site is to be believed, the Os predated the Normans. Yee Haw, ancient Anglo-Saxon dirt farmers!


Anonymous said...

There is an o town in my state, too.

Camille said...

we are everywhere, like weeds.

chiefbiscuit said...

Aw heck I left a long comment yesterday but it hasn't taken - it's been happenin' to me lately. Anyway i wanted to say i loved the landscape and the connections to it you describe. I definitely identify with such feelings.

Camille said...

I am sorry about the frustration with the commenting system. If you want, you can email me and I can post it and give you credit.

camille dot offenbach at gmail

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