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I was going through one of my e-mail accounts that I hardly use anymore, and I got a greeting from someone who shares the same name as myself(no, not 74WIXYgrad). This Cliff Feightner was brought to my attention and I was brought to his when I was a salesman at Fretter from 1988-1992. People would ask me if I had a relative who was a supervisor at Goodyear. I would tell them not to my knowledge. Then one day during December, 1990 the "other Cliff" come into the store for the express reason to meet me. At the time he was living in Cuyahoga Falls.

We later determined that we were distant relatives. Two of our common ancestors, Henry and John Feitner(the surname was later Anglicized) came to the colonies to work for George Washington as a stone mason.

We later were at the same family reunion together. His wife made a chocolate cake, which was very delicious. He later was transferred to Germany, where he spent three years, and retired to Florida.

Well, the "other Cliff" was surfing the web and found this humble blog and decided to drop me a very nice cyber note, bringing me up to date on his life.

Everybody keep the great comments coming. You can either post a comment in the comment section of this blog or if it's more of a personal note contact me at clffrdfghtnr@neo.rr.com.

Have a super day.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Cliff,

An excellent piece! Keep up the great work.

The 'other' Cliff Feightner
November 25, 2006 12:12 PM
Cliff said…
And neither of us can call ourselves the original, as there is at least one more Cliff Feightner on the tree. I was sorta named after my great uncle. I say sorta because his name was Clifton.
November 25, 2006 1:25 PM
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