Back to the Roots
Bradley, Kimberly. "Back to the Roots." Oskar’s: The German-American Student Magazine 8, Winter 1993, 6-8.
Eric Schmaltz is a German American whose ancestors emigrated nearly
200 years ago. In search of his roots, he was surprised at what
Everyone knows that the United States is a nation of immigrants,
and that many Americans take pride in who they are. Finding your
"roots" has practically become an American national pastime. Twenty-one-year-old
Eric Schmaltz, who studies at St. Olaf College in Northfield, Minnesota,
went all the way back to Germany to find the origins of his family.
"I always knew that my last name means 'goose fat' in German,"
says Eric. He is one of the 52 million German-Americans who make
up the biggest ethnic group in the U.S.
Eric became interested in his background when he was in seventh
grade. A relative told him that most of the Schmaltzes in the North
Dakota area (where both sides of Eric's family originally came from)
are the descendants not of Germans directly from Germany but of
Germans who lived for a few generations in Russia before emigrating
to the U.S. Eric's family was also one of these.
The passion was sparked; the search had begun. Eric knew by the
time he was a high school senior that he would explore further.
He wanted to know more about the meaning of his name, maybe learn
some German, and go and see the place where his ancestors came from.
"I wanted to find out as much as I can about this stuff," says Eric.
"It was no problem deciding what to study in college. I knew right
away that I wanted to study history, mostly because I was interested
in my own personal history."
Eric was lucky. In the 1970's, a North Dakota priest had traced
the Schmaltz family all the way back to a small southern German
town called Kapsweyer. This priest distributed his findings to the
Schmaltz families in the area, and Eric had a copy of the family
The facts were clear: in 1808 a young man named Josef Schmaltz
had lived in Kapsweyer. He and his wife emigrated to Russia, where
they settled near Odessa, in the Black Sea area. Almost exactly
one hundred years later, their descendants - just as German as their
forefathers - emigrated to America and made a new home for themselves
on the wild prairies of North Dakota.
Another 85 years later, Eric arrived in Kapsweyer with these facts
in mind. Near the French border in the state of Rheinland-Pfalz,
Kapsweyer is the kind of village that you might pass by on the road
if you blink a bit too long. Just a church, a few houses and shops,
and a cemetery.
Eric began his search at the cemetery with his family tree and
a German-English dictionary. Maybe he could find a gravestone with
the Schmaltz name. At the churchyard was an old gardener, hoeing
away in front of a gravestone with the name - Josef Schmaltz.
Of course it wasn't THE Josef Schmaltz. The gardener explained
what he knew. "The last Schmaltz in Kapsweyer, Hermann, died last
year, but his widow is still alive and lives with her daughters
in the next village," said the rosy-cheeked old man. Did he know
anything about the old Josef Schmaltz that had left for Russia nearly
two hundred years before? Lots of people went to Russia then," he
explained, "and during World War II Kapsweyer was completely evacuated
and many of the people never came back," he said. Eric set off for
the next village of Steinfeld to see what he could find out.
"Does anyone here know about the family Schmaltz?" asked Eric
in the Steinfeld bakery, the only place in town open on this hot
Saturday afternoon. Munching on big salted pretzels, the two young
women behind the counter dug out a small telephone book. "I think
Mr. Nau's wife's maiden name was Schmaltz," one of them said. "And
look, here are two other Schmaltzes."
With numbers in hand, Eric tried calling. He had mixed responses.
One Mr. Schmaltz hung up on him, and the other wasn't interested
in any distant American relatives. Eric sheepishly called the third
number and was happy to finally get a positive reaction. The Nau
family was eager to meet him.
After a warm greeting, Eric was shocked to see that the family
had a copy of the very same notebook, written by the priest from
North Dakota on their table! Eric was not the first Schmaltz to
have gotten into contact with this family. Brigitte Schmaltz Nau
showed Eric letters that she had received from other American and
Canadian Schmaltzes in the past. She also knew that many of her
ancestors had left for Russia. Eric had, unbelievably and unexpectedly,
found the right place.
"I never expected this," says Eric. "I know that my line to these
Schmaltzes isn't direct but to actually have found distant relatives
in Germany is great." The road from only knowing that his last name
means "fat" to meeting relatives from the "old country" was a long
one, but after having met the Schmaltzes and seen the beautiful
area, Eric's connection to his personal history has deepened. "I'd
like to go to Russia someday and find out if there is anyone there,"
says Eric. He is also planning to write his senior thesis on the
interesting story of the Russian-Germans. Maybe someday Eric will
find a Schmaltz or two near the Black Sea.
Are you interested in finding out about your heritage? If you
are a German-American and your forefathers emigrated directly from
Germany, you may be able to find your distant relatives even more
easily than Eric.
For further information, contact:
The National Archives
Pennsylvania, Ave. at 8th Street
Washington, D.C. 20408
Tel. (202) 501-5500