Tuesday, January 25, 2011

I always knew I was bulletproof...

Jacob Duane leTaverner Winterfeldt
Karen Kay Kennedy (mother)
John Wayne Kennedy (grandfather)
Leon Andrew Kennedy (great grandfather)
Mary A. Stein (great, great grandmother)
Catherine Zehner (great, great, great grandmother)
David Zehner (great, great, great, great grandfather)
John Adam Zehner (great, great, great, great, great grandfather)
Johann Adam Zehner (great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather)

There was a poem written about this man Johann Adam Zehner (The Ballad of Adam Zehner) and it gives a brief life history of him. I think it is awesome the story it tells about this man, and I always knew I had magic blood in me, in only one quatrain it briefly talks about how the Indians couldn’t kill him because he was “bulletproof” and how he ended up with bullet holes in his clothing but was never hurt.

“The Indians stole the horses once.
Four days Adam hunted.
He finally found and brought them back
Having the thieves confronted.
(Ach ya, vell dey von't shteal no more horses around here, dat's for sure.)

They said Adam was bulletproof.
No Indian could hurt him.
He got a bullet through his hatbrim once
And another through his shirt sleeve.”

If you’re interested in reading the rest of the poem google search “The Ballad of Adam Zehner” click on “poems and recordings: the farm.”

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