Street Corners of Amsterdam

Street Corners of Amsterdam

One thing that I’ve noticed about traveling to new places is that around every corner there are exciting things…unfamiliar and yet, exhilarating.

So today, I thought we’d take a stroll around the street corners of Amsterdam.

Amsterdam was the first place that my feet trod on foreign soil (outside of the German airport layover…but we’re talking “literal” soil).

If you’ve been reading my blog for sometime then you know that I traveled to Amsterdam this past April… a mere 4 1/2 months ago.

If you’d like to read some of my other posts from Amsterdam, you can find a few here, here, and here.

One of my favorite things to do in a new city is to just stroll along the streets.

I love to see the architecture.

Europe has much older architecture than in the United States so it was a treat to see the historical buildings as I walked along in Amsterdam.

While I admire architecture, I am not well versed in recognizing the period in which the styles came into construction. History, as well as geography, were never my strong subjects. I was a math and science girl with a little creative writing thrown in to round me out. It wasn’t until I became interested in traveling that I began to take interest in history and geography. Given that I’m still new to foreign travel, I have quite a bit to learn.

Amsterdam’s history dates back to the 13th Century.

At the time of my visit, I did not realize that I too have a history that winds its way through the streets of Amsterdam.

My 10th great-grandfather was Jan Frans Van Husum (Van Hoesen, Van Huss, Vanhooser). He was from Husum in Schleswig, which was part of Denmark at the time. He married Volkje Jurrians from the island of Nordstrand. Little is known about them prior to their marriage, but there was a great flood in 1634 that was devastating to Nordstrand and the coast of Denmark, including the city of Husum.

They were married in 1639 in Amsterdam and were living on Tuinstraat.  Little did I know while I was visiting the Anne Frank House, that across the canal and up a bit, once had lived my 10th great-grandparents. I do not know how long they lived in Amsterdam prior to their marriage, but a few months later they would set sail for America.

They sailed for New Amsterdam, which was the southern tip of Manhattan.

In 1662, he would purchase hundreds of acres around Claverack from the Mohicans.

He was the first of his name to come to America. All variations of his last name eventually make his way back to him and Volkje.

My line would make it’s way down to North Carolina and eventually Kentucky. I once read that the family name change from Van Hooser to Van Hoose was a disagreement between brothers over sides during the Revolutionary War. There are those much more knowledgeable than me into the genealogical history of the name that would know the details.  My 6th Great- Grandfather was John B. Van Hoose who was married to Mary Bryan. There is great debate and mystery over her heritage as the Van Hoose’s did travel to Kentucky with the likes of the Boone’s and Bryan’s.

But, nonetheless, that heritage that would travel to my maternal grandmother, Reva Van Hoose, would start with a marriage that took place in Amsterdam.

I wonder what the street corners looked like as they strolled along them?

Did they wave hello to Rembrandt as they made their way across town?

Did they stop and admire tulips or were they not in Amsterdam prior to the Tulip Bubble burst of 1637?

Street corners hold thousands of daily tales.

Do yours have any to tell?

Let your light shine!

Amy

 

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18 thoughts on “Street Corners of Amsterdam

    • I’m really thankful to those who’ve put in all the work on the Van Hoose line. They’ve learned quite a few interesting facts which made it possible for me to imagine my relatives walking along the canals of Amsterdam! 🙂

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  1. My other half has researched my family tree back as far as the paper trail leads without anybody being famous or noteworthy. On my mum’s side, I’m from Oxfordshire, stretching back to the beginning of history it seems – I may as well be a living, breathing Hobbit from The Shire.

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    • There are some claims to English fame in my lineage, but they are based on other people’s work and I haven’t verified them. It would seem plausible since those who made the journey had to be adventurous and also have the financial backing. But then again, I’ve also had lines that came here as indentured servants.

      I have traced numerous relatives back to England. That should come as no surprise since my DNA is 79% British as compared to 60% of natives. Ancestry makes it hard to search by location, but there seem to be some from varying parts of the country.

      It’s great that you are able to trace your mum’s line so far!

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  2. Goodness, that’s such a wonderful thing to find out. I wonder if they did see Rembrandt or the tulip exhibition? These are good things to ponder.
    I’ve got some interesting ancestral stories, but they’re not pleasant blog fodder, and they’re trite Italian stereotype tales. The Dutch side is much cleaner, but I don’t know much about the wheres.
    Beautiful photos 🙂

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      • Fascinating! My mother’s paternal grandmother was also a servant, until she married AT FOURTEEN! She’s listed on the household census for that fine family she worked for.
        I wonder which was worse, serving in a fine house or being married and having all her kids before 20?!? I wish I’d known this when she was still around. Even my mother didn’t know.

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    • I am so lucky that the Van Hoose family is very interested in genealogy so this work was already out there once I became interested. I do think that’s why my mother was always so interested in her father’s line. His mother died when he was about 12 and so little was known about family history.

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