Peter II MOYER was born on FEB 15 1816 in Williamsport, Lycoming Co., PA. He died on JAN 8 1889 in Tama Co., IA. Parents: Peter I MOYER and Marie K. GUNDRUM.

He was married to Mary Magdalene MANEVAL on MAY 10 1831 in Lycoming Co., PA. Children were: Phoebe MOYER , Henry MOYER, Mary E. MOYER, Charles MOYER, Jackson MOYER, Simeon MOYER, Lucy MOYER, Hattie MOYER, William MOYER, Susan MOYER, Catherine MOYER, Sarah MOYER.

Phoebe MOYER was born about 1832. She died UNKNOWN. Parents: Peter II MOYER and Mary Magdalene MANEVAL .

She was married to Bethuel BABCOCK about 1852.

Sarah MOYER was born about 1854. She died UNKNOWN. Parents: Peter II MOYER and Mary Magdalene MANEVAL .

She was married to Samuel EBERT about 1874.

Simeon MOYER was born about 1842. He died UNKNOWN. Parents: Peter II MOYER and Mary Magdalene MANEVAL .

He was married to Nettie NASH about 1862.

Susan MOYER was born about 1850. She died UNKNOWN. Parents: Peter II MOYER and Mary Magdalene MANEVAL .

She was married to Jacob FRIEDEL about 1870.

William MOYER was born about 1848. He died UNKNOWN. d/y. Parents: Peter II MOYER and Mary Magdalene MANEVAL .

Cindy Noelle MUCHA was born on MAY 7 1969. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Jr. and Beverly FELDHACKER .

Children were: Tommy MUCHA.

Ellsie MUCHA died in 1909 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. She was buried in 1909 in Laurel Hill Cemetery, Omaha, Nebraska USA. Elsie is buried in the same grave as her sister Vlasty IVista) Mucha. At the Laurel Hill Cemetery, in Omaha, Nebraska USA. #B8 R21 C61 She He died from Scarlett Fever Epidemic in 1909 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. She was born in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Joseph MUCHA Jr.? and Ruzena (Rose) HLAVKA.

JoAnne MUCHA was born on MAR 7 1948 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Sr. and Helen Marie HANSON .

She was divorced from Steven D. SHERRETS est 1981 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Children were: Laura LeeAnn SHERRETS, Chad SHERRETS, Noelle SHERRETS.

Joseph MUCHA Jr.? was born on MAY 15 1879 in Praha, Cechie, Czechoslovakia. He died on MAR 21 1941 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He He died from Pneumonia Rt. Lobar and Chronic Myocarditis on MAR 21 1941. He was buried on MAR 24 1941 in Bohemian National Cemetery in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He 37342 on MAR 25 1941 in Dept. of Health, Div of Vital Statistics, Omaha, Nebraska USA. He was ill with Duration of illness before death 4 days 3/18/1941 to 3/21/1941 in At home at 5015-1/2 S. 13th St., Omaha, NE usa. He was a Sheet Metal Worker in Puritan Mfg. Co. in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He was Catholic. He resided 5015-1/2 So. 13th St. in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He was Lived in the United States for 60 years.. Joseph Mucha lived in the United States for 60 years. He also taught Gymnastics at the Sokal Hall in Omaha, Nebraska USA Parents: Jose'/Joseph? MUCHA and Margretta/Mary?.

He was married to Ruzena (Rose) HLAVKA on APR 21 1900 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Children were: Robert George MUCHA Sr., Milo/Miles MUCHA, Stanley MUCHA, Kamil MUCHA, Ellsie MUCHA, Libie MUCHA, Vlasty MUCHA.

Jose'/Joseph? MUCHA immigrated in 1895 to Omaha, Nebraska USA. He was born est 1830 in Czechoslovakia. He died in Omaha, Nebraska USA?.

He was married to Margretta/Mary? est 1859 in Czechoslovakia. Children were: Joseph MUCHA Jr.?, Mary? MUCHA.

Julie MUCHA was born on OCT 14 1970. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Jr. and Beverly FELDHACKER.

Children were: Kalie Ann SULLIVAN, Emily Virgina SULLIVAN.

Kamil MUCHA was born in 1904 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He died in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Joseph MUCHA Jr.? and Ruzena (Rose) HLAVKA.

Libie MUCHA was born on MAY 30 1909 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. She was buried in OCT 1912 in Laurel Hill Cemetery, Omaha, Nebraska USA. Plot #B8 R23 C31 She died on OCT 10 1912 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Joseph MUCHA Jr.? and Ruzena (Rose) HLAVKA.

Marilyn Rose MUCHA was born on DEC 15 1946 in Burke, South Dakota USA. She was ill with Type I Juvenile Diabetic. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Sr. and Helen Marie HANSON.

She was married to Eugene (Gene) Donald JONES on DEC 16 1967 in First Lutheran Church in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Children were: Tiffany Jean JONES.

Children were: Scott Gaines CRUM.

Mary? MUCHA. Parents: Jose'/Joseph? MUCHA and Margretta/Mary?.

Milo/Miles MUCHA was born on OCT 15 1900 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He died on AUG 17 1986 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Joseph MUCHA Jr.? and Ruzena (Rose) HLAVKA.

Patricia Marie MUCHA was born on OCT 5 1952 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. It was a cool night on October 5th 1952, all was quiet except for the clock upon the wall. My Dad was out playing in the Band (J.K.'s Orchestra), he was and still is a very good drummer. The rest of the family was fast asleep, except for my Mother, she was half crying. You see, she was in labor with me, her fifth and last child.

Her moans and cries woke all of my other Brothers and Sisters up from their sleep, and they all ran into my Mother's bedroom to see what was the matter with her. She told them she had to go to the Hospital. My older Sister Marilyn was so excited, but the rest of them were scared because they never saw my Mother cry so much. But...being the Mother that she was, she told them that it was all right, and told my oldest Brother Bob to try to call my dad. He tried and tried but he had failed. Finally she could wait no longer, she had to call the local Cab Company, and since Bob was the oldest, he had to stay with Marilyn, Joanne and Wayne.

She finally got to the hospital just in time because I was on my way and I wanted to get out of this dark and quiet womb. They rushed Mom right away to the delivery room not knowing what they were going to find. The Doctor was there and he told here to relax, and it will be over in a few minutes, but...those few minutes seemed like hours to her. You see, I was a breech baby. The doctor did not know how much more pain my Mother could stand. All I know is I wanted to see the world. Exausted and in pain, Mom passed out, the Doctor said it was better this way but, he was also worried because he almost lost the both of us. Finally after almost one hour, I was born, this scrawney, wrinkled little baby, who was crying her eyes out in relief.

We lived in this little three room house on 13th Street. It was very small for seven people, we didn't have much money, the house was a typical farm in the City, because we had Chickens, Pigs and Ducks. Mom used to go out every morning and gather eggs for our breakfast. Then at least once a week she would go out and wring a Chickens neck, or Dad would put it's head on a chopping block, and we would watch the Chicken run around the yard, without a head. It was gross!

I think the thing I hated most was plucking the feathers off of these dead Chickens. Everytime I would go pluck a feather off, blood would gush out of it's neck. To this day I will not go into a Poultry House. 

When I was about two years old, I decided to go for a swim, I saw everybody else swimming and I thought that looks like fun. So I started walking around our little home made pool, that was about three feet deep and made out of concrete blocks, and I jumped in. The next thing I knew, I was in the water over my head and gasping for air, if it wasn't for the fearless courage of my Sister Marilyn, I would have drowned, because no one else was watching me.

I had a very special playmate, he was the best friend I ever had. His name was "Rusty". See Rusty run, (ha! ha!). Rusty was our dog, he was very protective of us kids, and if any stranger came around he would get mad and bark his fool head off. I felt so sorry for him, because we would tease him so much, while he was chained to his dog house. I can remember once when I was very small, no more that three years old, and I was playing in our back yard, and Mom was on the front porch doing some laundry by hand, because we didn't have a Washer and any running Water. Being as young as I was and not having any sense, I was going to play with the Garden Hose, all of a sudden Rusty broke loose from his chain and he was acting like a wild Dog, Mom looked up and she thought Rusty had gone crazy, but the only reason he did that was because, that Garden Hose was a six foot long black Snake. So Rusty grabbed me by my diaper and threw me across the yard. Luckily I wasn't hurt, and Rusty was the hero of the day. Rusty killed the snake, by biting the thing almost in two. I still don't know what kind of snake it was.

I was four years old when we moved into our new house, and it seemed like a mansion compared to the little house we lived in on thirteenth Street. Our new house still wasn't large enough to accomodate our big family. It had two bedrooms, but that was still one more bedroom than we had in our other house. Four of us kids slept in one bedroom, sleeping the older ones in a double bed, Bobby slept on a roll-away bed in the living room, and of course lucky me, I slept as usual in my baby bed. I know it was to be a six year crib, but sleeping in it until I was seven years old was a bit ridiculous!! I thought my lucky day had come of breaking out of those bars, when my Dad fell on my crib, but all he did was break the rail, and that was a real blow to my ego at that time of my life. I just wonder how long the other kids had to sleep in that baby bed?


We did get some help from the Veteran's Administration, and the Salvation Army. They used to give us food, which consisted of canned ham (it tasted like Spam!), powdered eggs, canned vegetables, powdered milk, and powdered every thing else, I think all this was surplus food left over from World War 2. To this day, I cannot stand the thought of eating that stuff! If you have ever eaten powdered eggs, you will know what I'm talking about, and the milk was just like drinking white water. I told myself when I have children I would never feed them powdered milk.

One time dad was in the hospital for nine months, because of a fungus in his lungs, and we were starving, we couldn't get any help from the Welfare Dept., and mom had five of us kids to feed, we ate bread and gravy a lot, because that's all we had in the house to eat. Once and awhile Bobby would steal us a candy bar. Dad finally came home, and he was well until the next time.

When Dad was in World War 2 he had to crawl around in the swamps, and from that he got malaria. We used to have to sit up with him all night, with ice water and wash cloths, applied to his forehead, but being as young as I was, I didn't have to do that. I would sit there and watch everyone else, and cry because I didn't know whether he was going to die or not. Dad would be laying in bed burning up with fever, and out of his mind with delirium, he would constantly talk about the war, and then he would start swinging his arms like he was trying to fight off the enemy. Usually by morning his fever would break and he would snap out of it.

Being the baby of the family, I was spoiled by him. I can remember one time when he bought me a three wheeled bike, it looked like a tricycle but you could stand up and ride on it, I never saw anything like it in my life. Then dad used to always bring me cookies (usually a whole pack), it made the other kids very mad, but I didn't care because I was spoiled, and being the little brat that I was, I didn't share with the other kids, but that quickly changed when they started ganging up on me.

Marilyn was kind of mean to me once and awhile, for some reason I still don't understand, she got mad at me and pored salt down my pants, it burned for a whole week. Then another time she got mad at me and pretended to call the Reform School, and I believed her, so I ran in my room and watched out of the window, then all of a sudden a car pulled up and a man got out and I started screaming bloody murder, because I didn't want to go with them, she told me they made you eat bugs, worms and spiders, and they locked you up in a little bitty room, but he turned out to be a friend of dads'. None of the other kids were ever that mean to me, Wayne and I used to fight a lot, but...then we played a lot too.

They used to always take me swimming at Morton Park, one of them used to always carry me because I couldn't walk that far, it was a good two or three miles, so they would all take turns, because I wanted to go with them. I can remember one time when me and Marilyn went swimming and we spent most of the day there, but it was getting late and we had to get home, so we gathered up our things, and we started home, I had to go to the bathroom, I had one problem though, I couldn't get down my bathing suit, so I crapped in them, that's how bad I had to go. It seemed twice as far going back home, especially when you have a million Gnats flying around your butt, it didn't look or smell too good. When I got home I had Gnats crawling around in my pants, and on my legs, mom got mad at Marilyn for not letting me go to the bathroom, and I had to clean up my crappy pants. After that I laid down to sleep, because I was tired from that long walk.

We had a large weeping willow tree in our front yard it had a certain beauty about it, but...it could also be very dangerous, because when ever we were bad, dad would make us go out and cut a branch off of it, and he would whip us with it. I remember this happened quite a few times. Have you ever felt the sting of a skinney little branch?....especially when it misses your butt and hits your legs, boy does that hurt. When one person did something wrong we all get a whipping, and I usually started it, being so spoiled and rotten to the core as I was in those days.

It was getting cooler outside, it must have been the change in the season, I was five years old at the time, and a typical five year old always comes down with a cold during the change in the seasons. After a week of coughing, fever and being in bed I had to tell my parents that I didn't feel good at all, so they put me in the car and took me to the hospital. My back hurt, I had a fever and chills, and I was wishing I would get over this, The doctors at the hospital examined me and they said I had pneumonia, so I was admitted to the hospital, where I spent four days in a baby bed, was there no end to those beds. It was bigger than my bed the tails were higher, the only reason they were that high is because they were supposed to be escape proof, but...I fooled them, I escaped because this was another instance where I had to go to the bathroom, I kept yelling for the nurse, but no one heard me, so I crapped my pants before I escaped. I told myself I can't stand this crap in my pants, so I had to do the next logical thing, and that was to escape out of these bars, so I climbed the walls, and made my way safely to the bathroom where I had to dump the crap out of my pants and wash them again. While I was out of my bed and I had my freedom, I thought I would explore the corridors of the hospital, I had to dodge the nurses, everytime I heard one coming, I would have to duck into a doorway. Here was this little five year old running loose down the hallways, with no underwear on, and a gown that was open in the back, but I was too busy having too much fun to think of that. Then it happened, I got caught, so they took me back to my baby bed, and they told me to stay in there, but I was trying to explain to them that I had yelled for them several times, because I had to go to the bathroom. The next thing I knew it was morning, and things looked a little different around me. It was all cloudy, then I realized they had stuck me in a plastic bag, it was so cold and damp, they told me this tent was to help me breathe better, because after my little excursion, I had a very rough night. As time went on I started feeling much better, and I was allowed to go see a movie with the rest of the kids, so the nurses gathered all of us up, and she took us into a little dark room, where we were treated to a western movie. It was a boring movie, but it was funny when they ran it backwards. I wanted to go back to my room and visit with my roommate, but she couldn't talk, she was just a baby, with a cleft palate. The doctors finally told my parents that I could go home, they picked me up and I was on my way home....boy was I glad!

Wayne and I used to get in a lot of trouble, mom would tell us to get back at a certain time, but we never did, we always used to go on those little excursions, it was either the old orchard grove, or the ditch at the bottom of our hill. Of all the places I think the ditch was my very favorite place. Wayne and I used to do a lot of imagining, for example we were Tarzan and Jane, or we were escaped convicts running through the forest, the only thing I didn't like about it was all of the Mosquitos, we would always come out of there with a million bites, but I didn't care, it was our little hideaway.

We used to like to visit the old man that lived by there, he was about seventy years old, he and his wife were always nice to us. They used to give us ice cream, and a few times they invited us to lunch, it made me laugh everytime we ate over their house, because when this old man would eat, his teeth would clack, especially when he ate hot dogs, but they were just like grandparents to us. Once and awhile we would sneak off and go to the store, boy if mom knew we went across that busy street, she would have skinned us alive, we used to go in there and steal candy, at least Wayne would, and I would be the lookout. The last time we did it we almost got caught, so as soon as we walked out of the store, we had to ditch the candy in the gutter, and for all I know the candy might still be there today.

Every now and then we would go across the street to the crabapple orchard and pick crabapples when they were in season. There were about twenty trees, and Wayne and I would love to climb them, once and awhile when we were brave enough, we would sneak in the man's house, who owned the orchard, he had a dowagers hump on his back, which kind of looked scary to two little kids. One day he caught us, he chased Wayne and I hid behind something, and as he was chasing Wayne I ran out of the front door, we never did that again!

Another favorite place of ours was Thills store, I loved to go in there and just look at all of the stuff she had, it didn't look like a regular store, it was in their house. I would go in there everyday and buy candy, it was a stick of candy that had a lot of different flavors.

to be continued. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Sr. and Helen Marie HANSON.

She was divorced from Ronald George LAKIN Sr.. Children were: Susan Marie LAKIN, Lisa Mae LAKIN, Ronald George LAKIN Jr., Patrick Joseph LAKIN .

Robert George MUCHA Sr. was born on MAY 13 1913 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He was buried in NOV 1985 in Bohemian National Cemetery in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He died on NOV 5 1985 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He He died from Massive Heart Attack on NOV 5 1985 in Methodist Hospital in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Joseph MUCHA Jr.? and Ruzena (Rose) HLAVKA.

Children were: Robert George MUCHA Jr., Marilyn Rose MUCHA, JoAnne MUCHA, Wayne Morris MUCHA, Patricia Marie MUCHA.

Robert George MUCHA Jr. was born on JUL 3 1943 in Cheyenne, Wyoming USA. He died on MAY 17 1975 in Loveland, Colorado USA. He He died from Diabetic Complications on MAY 17 1975 in Loveland, Colorado USA. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Sr. and Helen Marie HANSON .

He was married to Beverly FELDHACKER in 1964 in Omaha, NE. Children were: Robert George MUCHA III , Sandra Lee MUCHA, Ronald Gabriel MUCHA, Julie MUCHA, Cindy Noelle MUCHA.

Robert George MUCHA III was born on FEB 8 1964 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Jr. and Beverly FELDHACKER.

He was married to Virgie COOK-PAULSEL on APR 19 1997 in Thornton, Colorado USA.

Ronald Gabriel MUCHA was born on DEC 2 1967 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Jr. and Beverly FELDHACKER .

Sandra Lee MUCHA was born on MAR 9 1965 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Jr. and Beverly FELDHACKER .

Stanley MUCHA was born on SEP 11 1911 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He died on NOV 21 1984 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Joseph MUCHA Jr.? and Ruzena (Rose) HLAVKA.

Tommy MUCHA Parents: Cindy Noelle MUCHA.

Vlasty MUCHA was born in 1905 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. She He died from Scarlett Fever Epidemic in 1909 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. She was buried in FEB 1909 in Laurel Hill Cemetery, Omaha, Nebraska USA. Plot #B8 R21 C61, buried together in one grave with her sister Elsie. She died on FEB 26 1909 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Joseph MUCHA Jr.? and Ruzena (Rose) HLAVKA.

Wayne Morris MUCHA was born on JUL 18 1949 in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He was buried in MAY 1968 in Bohemian National Cemetery in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He died on MAY 24 1968 in Douglas County Hospital in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He He died from Massive Head Injuries from a Car Accident on MAY 24 1968 in Douglas County Hospital in Omaha, Nebraska USA. He was a Commercial Artist in Omaha, Nebraska USA. Parents: Robert George MUCHA Sr. and Helen Marie HANSON.

Andrew Gerhardt MUELLER was born on NOV 23 1986 in Multnomah Co., OR. Parents: Paul Gerhardt MUELLER and Jennifer Lynne WELCH.

Donald MUELLER

He was married to Shirley STRID in SEP 1963 in Alburquerque, New Mexico USA. Children were: Michael MUELLER, Pamela Ann MUELLER.

Gerhardt August MUELLER was born on SEP 17 1907 in Plainfield, IL. He died on DEC 14 1975 in Clackamas Co., OR. Parents: William H. PLATH and Meta May MUELLER.

He was married to Emma Adelia RICHARDS on SEP 28 1946 in Pasadena, CA. Children were: Mark Austin MUELLER, Paul Gerhardt MUELLER.

Mark August MUELLER was born on MAY 1 1975 in Huntsville, AL. Parents: Mark Austin MUELLER and Rinda Elaine LEWIS.

Mark Austin MUELLER was born on JUL 5 1947 in Coronado, CA. Parents: Gerhardt August MEULLER and Emma Adelia RICHARDS . Parents: Gerhardt August MUELLER and Emma Adelia RICHARDS.

He was married to Rinda Elaine LEWIS on AUG 23 1969 in Huntsville, AL. Children were: Mark August MUELLER.

Meta May MUELLER was born about 1880. She died UNKNOWN.

She was married to William H. PLATH about 1905. Children were: Gerhardt August MEULLER, Gerhardt August MUELLER .

Michael MUELLER was born in Parkston, South Dakota USA. He was living in Minnesota USA. Parents: Donald MUELLER and Shirley STRID.

Pamela Ann MUELLER was born in Parkston, South Dakota USA. Pamela is married, but her spouses name is unknown at this time. Parents: Donald MUELLER and Shirley STRID.

Paul Gerhardt MUELLER was born on AUG 26 1950 in Astoria, OR. Parents: Gerhardt August MEULLER and Emma Adelia RICHARDS . Parents: Gerhardt August MUELLER and Emma Adelia RICHARDS.

He was married to Sharon Delores OWNBY on JAN 12 1974 in Portland, Multnomah Co., OR. Children were: Vernon Jerome Ownby MUELLER.

He was married to Jennifer Lynne WELCH on JUL 22 1983 in Portland, Multnomah Co., OR. Children were: Andrew Gerhardt MUELLER .

Vernon Jerome Ownby MUELLER was born on NOV 29 1977 in Salem, Marion Co., OR. Parents: Paul Gerhardt MUELLER and Sharon Delores OWNBY.

Dirkie MULDER was born about 1890. She died UNKNOWN.

She was married to Nickolas SJAARDA about 1918. Children were: Winifred SJAARDA, Donald SJAARDA, Marvin SJAARDA, Clarence SJAARDA, John SJAARDA.

John MULLIN was born about 1782. He died UNKNOWN.

He was married to Lydia RICHARDS about 1800.

John I MUNN was born about 1705. He died UNKNOWN.

He was married to Abigail BREWER in 1733/34. Children were: John II MUNN.

John II MUNN was born about 1737. He died on DEC 4 1774. Parents: John I MUNN and Abigail BREWER.

Pamela Ann MUNROE was born on MAY 21 1949.

She was married to Robin Dana PAXTON on NOV 12 1977 in Santa Maria, CA. Children were: Christopher Forrest PAXTON, Laura Ann PAXTON .

MUNSELL Judge was born about 1770. He died UNKNOWN.

Children were: Alvin MUNSELL.

Alvin MUNSELL was born about 1799. He died on JUL 14 1845 in Bokes Creek, OH. Parents: MUNSELL Judge.

He was married to Temperance Mary STRONG on JUL 16 1824. Children were: Nancy Avesta MUNSELL, Daniel Amidon MUNSELL .

Daniel Amidon MUNSELL was born on JUL 13 1825. He died UNKNOWN. Parents: Alvin MUNSELL and Temperance Mary STRONG.

Nancy MUNSELL was born about 1820. She died UNKNOWN.

She was married to Joseph KELLER about 1840.

Nancy Avesta MUNSELL was born on OCT 14 1828 in Huron Co., OH. She died on JUL 22 1901. Parents: Alvin MUNSELL and Temperance Mary STRONG.

She was married to Joseph Atwell KELLER on JAN 28 1847.

Amanda Susan MURPHY was born on MAY 29 1984 in Hibbing, MN. Parents: Stacey Lynn MURPHY.

Stacey Lynn MURPHY was born on JUN 15 1967 in Aurora, MN.

She was married about 1983. Children were: Amanda Susan MURPHY.

She was married to Matthew Clark LONG on JUL 25 1987 in Winfield, IL. Children were: Kevin Matthew LONG , Elizabeth Marie LONG, Karlie Nicole LONG.

MURRAY was born about 1943.

He was married to JAN before 1979. Children were: Leslie MURRAY, Melissa MURRAY.

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