My sweet granddad left my brothers and I some cash when he passed away. Getting the check felt strange. I’m  currently fortunate enough to not be hurting for dough all bad, so my first thought was, I do not want this. This feels weird. Second thought: you are a lunatic. Take the money. Third thought: Take the money, go to Germany. My Granddad was obsessed with Brunstetter genealogy, and devoted a great portion of his free time / mental space to researching where we came from. He travelled to Germany, tracked our ancestors down, laid out our (albeit boring) past, town by town, boat by boat. AND SO: I am scheming. So far, Big Brostetter is on board. I would like to enlist all four of us to take our funds and tripstetter around Germany, drink beer, ride cows (?), pour one out for Granddad, find ourselves, lernen de sprechen de Deutch.