Sauder Reunion

Saturday evening, September 30

Singing a song – led by Orpha (right in royal blue), before prayer – led by Cerwin (far right)

This consists mostly of Cerwin’s first cousins and their spouses. Uncle Amos was there and can just barely be seen on his wheelchair in the center of the picture.

Time to eat

Visiting after supper

A few of the younger generation came after supper.

Playing carpet ball

It was a fun evening – and as usual we hear funny stories from their childhood.

Everyone should attend reunions! 🙂

Gifts Come in a Variety of Ways

Friday, September 29

We received this beautiful gift from friends (you know who you are) a few weeks before it bloomed. I thought they may like to see it in bloom.

Thanks to our son Jeff (left) for trimming a few trees along the driveway below our yard.

When I see pretty flowers and butterflies or moths I am thankful to God for the gift of sight.

Fall is a beautiful time of year.

Hershey Family 300th Anniversary Program

Saturday, September 16 – Manor Church

Those who arrived early browsed through displays by various Hershey families.

I took my Grandpa Hershey’s book and the Jacob and Annie (my great grandparents) Hershey book I helped with in 2012.

The Hershey Chocolate Corporation donated many chocolate bars.

9:00 AM – Bradley Hershey, Moderator

Congregational singing – led by Clair Leaman

Our Hershey Story Prior to 1717

I think it was during this video that four Hersheys in four different villages in Switzerland had their DNA tested to see if it matched our DNA. Three of them did.

“Furgge” presentation by Joanne Siegrist and Ruth Schwertfeger

Furgge is written by Katharina Zimmermann and translated from German by Ruth Schwertfleger. It’s a novel about the persecution of the Anabaptists in Switzerland in the early eighteenth century.

Ruth, a university professor from Milwaukee – and originally from Belfast, Northern Ireland – told us a bit about her experience in translating the book.

Each attendee received a free book.

Bradley introducing Darvin Martin (Benjamin Hershey descendant) who told us about Early Native American and Mennonite Relations. He knows an incredible amount of information about the history of this area of Pennsylvania.

One thing that impressed me was how the Native Americans developed good corn crops. At the end of each season they saved the best seed for the next year.

Following a break, Henry Benner told us some “Hershey” stories. One of my favorites was the one about his Grandma Hershey who went to bed after Grandpa Hershey died and just smoked her pipe. They were worried that she would burn her bed clothes or sheets because of the ashes. 🙂 He said if she was feeling especially bad, she took a shot of whiskey from the jug on the nightstand by her bed. (He is holding the jug.)

He said it was fairly common for some conservative Mennonite women (in certain areas) to smoke pipes. Remember that was long before anyone knew that tobacco was dangerous to their health. Whiskey was medicine in those days.

We had a delicious lunch in the church gymnasium.

During lunch break we took more time to browse the displays.

We were welcomed back into the sanctuary by a worship team – Regan Hershey and Messiah College Band.

Bradly introducing David Johnson who gave us information on the Early American Hershey Families. My note next to his name says that he is a descendent of Christian Hershey’s daughter Anna Hershey Long.

When the Hersheys came to America in 1717 there were the parents – Christian, his wife, Ade, and three of their four children: Benjamin, Andrew, and Anna. The oldest son Christian stayed behind. Some people think that Christian was not permitted by the authorities to travel with the others.

David was a wealth of knowledge on the early Hersheys.

Notice: the Swiss spelling of Hershey is Hirschi. There are many other spellings of the same name.

We learned today that before the Hersheys were Swiss, they were Celtic.

I took photographs of  some of his slides – just for my information.

I didn’t make a note next to this gentleman’s name, but I think this is Bradley’s dad, Arthur D. Hershey who told us about “Three Hershey Railroad Tragedies.”  I didn’t take photos of the two speakers before him – Darvin Martin and Donald Brubaker. I am not sure how I missed them. Darvin had spoken earlier (on Native Americans) and Donald Brubaker told us about J. Hoffman Hershey.

Myrna Burkholder told us the story of Fannie Hershey Lapp a missionary to India.

Carl Hershey was my contact to this event. I am thankful that he made an effort to get in touch with the Manheim Hersheys.

Clair Leaman closed the day with a short hymn sing.


Thanks to everyone who put a lot of time into organizing this event. I hope you do go forward with the tentative plan of taking a Hershey Family tour to Switzerland in 2019.

If you are interested in more Hershey information, go to

Hershey Family Bus Tour – Celebrating 300 Years in the USA

Friday, September 15

It was a beautiful morning as we backed out of our driveway to go to the Hershey Reunion Bus Tour. The land where we live has been part of the Hershey family for 142 years.

Our first stop at Manor Church was to pick up our name tags and get on our assigned bus. There were two.

In 1717, Christian Hershey (circa 1661-1720) my ancestor – I am in the 10th generation since then – and Hans Brubaker obtained 1,000 acres from the William Penn family along the Little Conestoga Creek in what is now the city of Lancaster. This wall on Marietta Avenue is believed to be part of the original farm.

It was due to persecution in Switzerland, that the two families moved to the United States.

Christian’s son Benjamin (1697-1789) – my ancestor – proved to be more influential than any other local Mennonite leader is his day. He was a minister and then bishop for more than half a century, and provided wise, articulate leadership in the difficult years between 1755 and 1783. He was respected by neighbors of all classes and denominations.

Most of the pictures were taken from a bus window so you will notice glares on many of them. This house near Columbia belonged to an ancestor of Andrew and Maria Acker Hershey. Brother to Benjamin. Notice the difference in the stones. The first story was built with field stone and the second story was built with quarried stone.

This house/farm, also near Columbia, belonged to the Andrew Hershey family for about 90 years.

Our first stop – where we got out of the bus – was on Harrisburg Avenue, Mount Joy.

It is now owned by John and Lizzie Beiler (Amish)

The other bus left shortly after we arrived.

There is reconstruction going on in the barn, but they encouraged us to look at the plaque in the barn.

Lizzie (right) told us about the wooden communion cup she found in the house when they were remodeling.

She learned that if this was on the mantel in a house, it meant you were welcome to stay for a meal.

There is a story in the Hershey history that one time a 1,000 people came to the farm for a communion service. I understood that the family at that time was River Brethren. They usually worship in barns or large buildings on a farm.

Clair Leaman (TFC friend) talking to John Beiler and a construction worker. Clair and I talked about being part of the Hershey family at a retreat many years ago. I think he said that his mother was a Hershey.

Returning to our bus. I think there were just over 50 people on each bus.

Andrew Hershey Farm – youngest son of Christian, near Mount Joy.

J. Hoffman Hershey built this house in 1873 – he is a descendent of Andrew. The barn was built in 1888.

This house near Manheim (Kreider Farms) was built by a Benjamin Hershey in 1791.

I loved this shirt that one of our relatives wore. I forget which numbers are transposed, but he told me that one of them was incorrect. They live in Florida and didn’t take time to proof it because of the hurricane.

We stopped at Kreider Farms where there was a Native American ceremony because the Hershey’s protected an Indian couple during the Paxton Boys massacre in 1763. (Mrs.Noah Kreider, Sr. was a Hershey.) It was her ancestor Christian Hershey and his wife who protected the couple – members of the Conestoga tribe. (I just learned from Glenn Hershey – see comments – that they were Delaware Indians. He said the newspaper reported it incorrectly. Thanks, Glenn.)

Barry Lee – a member of the Munsey tribe shared some words of thanks.

A friendship belt

They sang a friendship song for the Hersheys

Sharon Kreider Beiler also shared a few words.

The gravesite of Michael and Mary – the Native Americans who lived on the Kreider farm.

Reporters getting notes from the three Native Americans.

Leaving Kreider Farms

We had lunch at Erb Mennonite Church

Fay Stoner holding a vegetable tray


Hershey Kisses. 🙂 (Milton Hershey is of our lineage)

I went to the Erb Cemetary, while the others finished eating, to find Hershey tombstones. I don’t think most of them are in my lineage. Maybe brothers, uncles, or cousins to my family.

This is my great-great-great grandpa.

This was his third wife. I am descended from his first wife Anna Reist Hershey and their son John R. Hershey. I think it was this John who married a woman from our church, which is how I grew up in the Church of the Brethren.

  I stopped by the gravesite of Cerwin’s parents. We were thinking about them a lot on this day, because the day we were there (September 15) would have been Mother’s 100th birthday. They attended Erb Mennonite Church.

We drove by many other Hershey farms and heard interesting stories on the way to the Glenn and Helen Hershey farm. Glenn was one of the organizers of the bus tour and knew a lot about this farm. It has been in the Hershey family since 1801.

Both buses were here at the same time.

The farmhouse was built in 1808.

By this time we were in Amish Country. These horses are pulling both wagon loads of tobacco.

As we traveled some of the organizers told “Hershey” stories. One was about a train accident that killed Barbara Hershey and Enos Barge who were returning from a party in 1896. Years later the engineer would tell someone that the horse bolted in front of the train. Because of that accident, several hundred Mennonite young people turned their lives over to Christ and were baptized.

Back at Manor Church after the tour – about 4:45 pm.


It was an interesting and informative day. I love learning about our ancestors.

Land’s End – Bailey Island, Maine

Monday Afternoon, September 11

Land’s End means just that – the end of the road.

Our first stop was the gift shop.

Photos from outside the shop.

Heading across the bridge – toward home.

Diane treated us to our choice of ice cream – as an anniversary gift.

Daddy and daughter

Cerwin got a dish of ice cream. Diane and I had root beer floats.

Color in the local trees

A stone near Mark and Diane’s entrance door.

Sunset from their kitchen window.

It was extremely delightful to spend the afternoon on Bailey Island.

Manicures and Pedicures in Maine

Monday, September 11

This was for several 2017 Birthday gifts – a favorite of ours in Maine.

Elizabeth Nails is an incredibly fun place to get manicures and pedicures.

Feet and hands in paraffin – ahhhh

Some of us got nothing on our nails others got French tips.

Then there are the “very strange granddaughters” who do things like this. 🙂

Hannah has liked ladybugs since she was a young girl and decided to do this. 🙂

Cerwin met us for lunch.

I could get used to mornings like this, but I guess if we did it too often it wouldn’t be special anymore.

Sunday Afternoon in Maine

Sunday, September 10

After enjoying Sunday worship with the Brunswick Church and a fellowship meal, we went home and played a few games of Qwirkle.

Lydia relaxed nearby, studying and checking her cell phone.

Diane noticed that an okra plant was blooming and told me that I might like to photograph it.

I know very little about okra and didn’t even know the plants bloomed.

While outside, I decided to photograph some more of their garden products.

Mark was outside as well, checking on things.

These spikey cucumbers continue to fascinate me.

Diane, you better not send an eggplant to your brother Jere. He doesn’t like seeing them, touching them, smelling them, and certainly not eating them. 🙂

Sunday was restful and delightful.

Mark and Diane’s Backyard and Garden

Saturday Afternoon – September 9

Driving home from our visit to the Local Market and Café in Brunswick (yesterdays post). The trees were just beginning to change colors.

Love this chainsaw carving in Mark and Diane’s neighborhood

It was a beautiful afternoon, so I took lots of pictures in their backyard garden. Notice their composting box.

The Catholic church on the hill behind their house.



Greek Oregano



An interesting kind of cucumber




More tomorrow evening

Shopping and Lunch with Diane and Hannah – Brunswick, Maine

Saturday Morning, September 9

Before going out for lunch, we decided to stop at Rite Aid Pharmacy where Elizabeth works – to see her and get something for Mark.

Cerwin took this cell phone photo before Elizabeth noticed us.

We were early enough to do some shopping in downtown Brunswick.

We planned to meet Hannah at noon.

Our lunch stop was at the Local where Lydia began working earlier in the week.

Lydia knew we were coming, so was not surprised to see us.

We learned that Hannah overslept and would be coming later, so we ordered our lunch. Hannah gets up very early – like 2:30 am – to milk cows. She decided to take a nap before meeting us.:)

Hannah and Lydia share an apartment on the farm.

Cerwin’s quiche. Looks like spinach.

Diane’s wrap and soup

My lobster quiche

We didn’t have to wait too long on Hannah

Her sandwich




I love the ambiance and supplies in this market and café.

I enjoy crackers, so made this purchase.

We also like homemade bread that is full of grain and seeds, so I also purchased this.

It was a delightful morning.

Traveling to Maine

Friday, September 8

Oh, what a beautiful morning to leave for a road trip.

Eight hours later we were crossing the bridge into Maine.

Before long we were seeing familiar views that we have learned to love as we travel to Mark and Diane’s place.

Then, best of all, we got to see our oldest daughter. We had to wait a bit longer to hug Mark as he was still on the road – trucking.

I LOVE what they have done with their back yard.

Some of the boxes cover tree stumps – from trees that had to be cut down.

Diane said that marigolds are supposed to reject bugs on the vegetables.

It was fun to walk around their yard on a beautiful evening and capture a few photos.

Mark was going to get home late, so we decided to go to Franks, a new restaurant in their area.

It was a good choice. I’d go back there in a minute to get another dish of their Vegetable Primavera.