Passion = Truth? How Jeffrey James Francis Ircink Sees The World? I love when people are passionate about something. That surging of emotion is the one honest measure of what truth is. It's a truthful display of how a person really feels about something or someone at that particular moment. That passion IS truth.



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Greendale, Wisconsin, United States
Ex-producer of THE REALLY FUNNY HORNY GOAT INTERNATIONAL SHORT FILM FESTIVAL, playwright, actor, singer, outdoorsman, blogger, amateur photog, observer & bitcher, Beach Boys groupie, Brett Favre fanatic, lover of everything Celtic and forever a member in the Tribe of HAIR. Spent most of my life in the Village of Waterford, a small town just outside of the Milwaukee suburbs. After 12 years in North Hollywood, Bel Air and Culver City, Cali, I moved back to Wisconsin in September 2009. No regrets - of moving to LA OR moving back to WI. Have traveled to Belfast, Ireland, Dayton (OH), Manhattan, Seattle, Cedar Rapids, New York, Miami and Sydney, Australia with my plays. Moved back into the Village of Greendale where I was born. Life is good.

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Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Vacation: Part 15 - The Ircink Family Tree.

While we were fishing (and having a few), my Uncle Fran was relating family stories - things that happened before I was born or when I was too young to remember, people I haven't seen in ages, etcetera.

First, let me catch you up on the Ircink family tree.

"Ircink" is Czech, or Bohemian. We're also German. A few years ago we found out (long story) that the Ircink's (may have been "Ircingova") fled France during the French Revolution and settled in Buchov and Stankov, Czechoslovakia. Apparently, we were known through the land (France) as great hunters and fisherman (which we still are). Great - now we're French, too. Anyway, the Ircink's left Czechoslovakia around 1834 and settled in Wisconsin and became brewmeisters (Stankov was known as a brewmeister city).

The Datka's - my Mother's side - are Polish and German, and I found out through a relative who did some digging that we're also Scottish, French Canadian, Swiss and Swedish.

So Uncle Fran is telling me about the Canning brothers, who were first cousins to my Grandpa Ircink. I looked up "Canning" on the internet and every reference I could find was Irish. Oddly, one of the Canning brothers was a cop and one was a gangster who was gunned down in a hallway in Chicago.

My Grandma Ircink's (nee Prosser) cousin Dick Pagan was actually from Italian descent. "Pagan" was shortened from "Paganini" (something like that).

So now I'm Irish and Italian. I KNEW I had Irish in me. I was thrilled to find out about the itty-bitty Scottish link on my mother's side - but the Irish??? Slan!

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