Heyyy... (chuckle) I don't go much north of the Mason/Dixon unless I have safe passage. He would be a little pissed at me for that as he has tried hard to educate me in the way of the Buckeye.
I have to say though, that the pictures my sister has brought back over the years have been incredibly gorgeous. Lush hilly landscapes, lots of hardwood trees, GREEN vegetation due to rain, etc. It looks like a pastoral farmland from a book. NOTHING like South Texas. We have our postcard scene shots down here, but it isn't the rule.
His parents were Ken and Esther Zimmerman. They lived there pretty much all their lives, and in the same house since they were married. He passed about 3 years ago, and BIL's Mom is now down here in a rest home in Houston so they can keep an eye on her and help take care of her. She is now 85.
There are some fine old names in use up there with the remaining family, those in their late 70s and early-mid eighties. Uncle Wilbur (I kid you not), Uncle Orville (I kid you not), Uncle Floyd (yup), Aunt Etta, Aunt Cotta, Aunt Ruth, etc. Their clan sounds like a step back in time. And living out there in that beautiful farmland they certainly move to a different drummer.
BIL's name is Gary, and his brother is Ken (Jr.). Ring any bells?
Robert