Die Geschichte des Wappens nach Alfons (junior)

Einer der Ur, Ur….vorfahren der Pausbauern hatte den gemeinsamen Holzabfuhrtermin verpaßt und machte sich allein – zwei (vier) spännig – auf den Weg, um das Holz aus dem Wald zu holen und es zur Fürstäbtissin in Essen zu fahren. Dazu waren die Bauern verplichtet. Im hohen Schnee tauchte plötzlich ein hungriger Wolf auf, der die Pferde attackierte. Der Pausbauer bekam ihn am Hals zu fassen, erwürgte ihn und warf das tote Tier in den Wagen, lud das Holz auf, lieferte es bei der Fürstäbtissin ab und fuhr nach Hause.

Der Fürstäbtissin kam diese Geschichte zu Ohren. Sie lud den Pausbauer zu sich ein, lobte ihn für Mut, Tatkraft und Bescheidenheit und verlieh das sog. “Wolfswappen”, das alle männlichen Pausnachkommen berechtigt sind zu führen. Es ist im internationalen Wappenbuch in Bonn dokumentiert. Jürgen hat es einmal eingesehen.

Another late Post of Fall 2011

I just made an entry I had made pictures for but never got around posting it. It is about typical fall activities in the garden. In case you are not reading the entire blog the whole time, here is a pointer to the post for you pointer. I am typing this while I am flying back from Geneva to Boston. I am sitting here in Newark (NJ) waiting in the Lounge of Continental/Unite for my short flight to Boston. What a wonderful day…. I had a business class flight and was sleeping like an angel, did not even wake up for the 5-star lunch.

View onto the airport. A beautiful winter noon, taking it easy in the lounge.

Art oder Guerillart

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Uns’ Ludwig

Eben hab ich mal wieder die Projekte meines Bruder’s gecheckt und bin ganz beeindruckt. Die Guerillart ist ganz schoen gewachsen und da sind ein paar echt gute Dinger dabei. Ich kann also allen nur empfehlen mal beim Motz vorbeizuschauen (oben der Link). Wenn ich mal wieder etwas Zeit habe sollte und einen guten Photoapparat da schauen wir dann mal was es hier in Boston an Guerillart so gibt.

Das andere Motzprojekt sind natuerlich die Bonner Bilder, die sind ja schon fast legendaer und die Seite waechst und waechst. Schaut’s euch mal an da sind ‘ne Menge gute Bilder zu sehen. Ich finde vor allem die Anwahl der Bilder mit den Zeichnungen von Bonn sehr gelungen. Da lernt man dann endlich wo alle Teile Bonn’s dann wirklich sind.

Das aktive Bild unten gemacht von der ‘Schael Sick’ habe ich ganz einfach geklaut… mal sehen ob der Motz sich beschwert?

Ein fantastischer Blick von der Schael Sick. Und Tag wird zu Nacht ganz automatisch.

Funny Picture

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Paus go to Hell

As I just pointed out in my last post about the name Paus that it means Papst and is actually dutch. A while back I received this really funny picture that a friend of mine send me with a big smiley face. I think I have to soon use this someone when I give a talk.

This picture is an unchanged official picture from 2006 from Reuters. The official description is:
“An Indonesian Muslim protester holds up a placard during a rally outside the Vatican embassy in Jakarta September 18, 2006. The sign reads, “Paus (Pope) go to hell”. About 100 Muslims rallied on Monday to condemn Pope Benedict for his controversial remarks on Islam. REUTERS/Dadang Tri (INDONESIA).”

My Childhood Accounting of the Paus Family Crest

As I have indicated in my last post the Paus family (gt Dickmann) has a family crest. This has been explained to us for the first time by my uncle I seem to recall. My father never mentioned it as much as I can remember. A crest is obviously something super cool, in particular when you are a little kid and I was always quite impressed with it. At the time I wondered, a crest is usually the sign of a noble family, but Paus certainly does not seem to be a noble family name and it is even not a very well known name in Germany. Searching Paus on the internet, the best you can come up with is that it means ‘Papst’ in dutch and there is a well known noble family in Norway called Paus. I do not know but I would assume they have nothing to do with us. Anyway, I am straying because I wanted to talk about my childhood recollections. When I asked my uncle, he never really explained much at a time, maybe he did not really know either but the picture that emerged from the little information is as follows.

The old peasant Paus was ordered by the local noble man to bring beer to the large feast in the castle. There have always been wolfs but with the cold winter and large snowfall they were more aggressive and straying through the region. There had been reports of a particular large lonely wolf. Peasant Paus had a large horse pulling his sled which he used to transport the beer in the bitter cold night, when a huge wolf appeared and started to leap at the horse. He got off the sled and fought the wolf with his bare hands and killed him, strangling the poor beast to death. The noble man was grateful for the delivery of the beverages and the killing of the big bad wolf. The crest was a sign of gratitude.

I cannot possibly believe that story but there must be something to it. Stay tuned, I will with time update the story with better researched facts.