Mark, Mark, and Mark
Most of us find it curious when we run across someone who has the same name that we have, especially if our last name is Hagenbuch and our first name isn’t commonly used. I...
Author: Mark Hagenbuch
New Year’s “Back in the Day”
New Year’s Day is celebrated in many ways. In our family on the Montour County farm, it was a day of traditional foods: pork and sauerkraut accompanied by fresh baked bread smothered in butter...
Christmas Babies
People born on holidays often see it as a double edged sword. Some of the holiday-born believe that the festivities take away from their birthday celebration. Others believe the holiday enhances their own personal...
Oh, The People We Don’t Know! Part 2
The Hagenbuch Family Archives have a large number of unidentified photos, and many of these could be featured in future articles. Numerous ones are portraits—people with identities lost to time. Some are interesting to...
Oh, The People We Don’t Know! Part 1
Three large collections of photos are in the Hagenbuch photo archives. The largest collection is, of course, the photos that are of people descended from my great great grandparents, William and Rebecca (Muffley) Hagenbuch....
Reunion Revival: Sunday, June 24, 2018
Please join us for the 74th Hagenbuch Reunion! When: Sunday, June 24, 2018 at 12:30PM Where: Oak Grove Lutheran Church, 130 Hagenbuch Loop, Danville, PA 17821 View Map Hold the date. More details to...
Treat or Treat
A usual statement out of my mouth every other week is, “I have to start an article.” And, I continue by telling my wife Linda what I’m going to write about for my next...
1937 Picnic Photo Redux
In January 2015, an article about the wonderful photo taken at Knoebels Grove of the Oak Grove Church Sunday School picnic was featured. We can only imagine what it was like to have that...
Carrying on Traditions
In the movie Fiddler on the Roof, Tevye is faced with changing times and sings about tradition—the importance of the Papa being the head of the household. His wife, Golde, sings of the Mama...
Letters From the Past: Part 1
A few weeks ago I was in our barn looking for something. The upstairs of the building is storage, and we have a lot of “stuff” stored there. Most of the boxes are marked...
