It's easy to feel content with the place you live in when you never get out. I go to Minnesota once or twice every year, and whenever I come home to Tucson, I want to get OUT OUT OUT. I like Tucson, I LOVE its art scene, but I hate Arizona. A lot. Always have...so we'll see what the future holds.
I'm not one of those "family=best friends" people, but I do love my mom's family (and would like to be closer to them). They've had a large influence on my sense of self, particularly heritage wise. Since crossing the Atlantic, my family has resided in Minnesota, so the place is close to my heart.
My great-grandfather, Joseph Milashius, hailed from Lithuania. I'm not sure exactly where, but his brother Bronius wrote a book which mentions the village of Bruzaiciu. Bruzaiciu is tiny, near Kaunas and the Kaliningrad border. http://translate.google.com/translate?hl=en&sl=lt&u=http://lt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Br%25C5%25AB%25C5%25BEai%25C4%258Diai&ei=MvhQTJGHMIbCsAO_y-CwDg&sa=X&oi=translate&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CBwQ7gEwAQ&prev=/search%3Fq%3DBr%25C5%25AB%25C5%25BEai%25C4%258Diai,%2BTaurag%25C4%2597,%2BLietuva%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26prmd%3Dm
My great-grandmother, Mary Delkoski, came from Opole, Poland. I never knew about this specific region until I looked through our genealogical stuff this latest trip. Apparently the region is a melting pot for Polish and German peoples, which explains the German blood in the fam! It's a fascinating little place--I hope to see it one day! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opole
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