My name is Courtney Marie Doyle. I was born on a rainy Saturday, May 1, 1982 at Good Samaritan Hospital in Cincinnati, Ohio. At 18, I am the eldest child of John and Mary Ann Doyle. Gretchen is 16, and Johnny is 15. I was born nearly two years after the marriage of my parents.
John Michael Doyle, of Newport, Kentucky, married Mary Ann Hollander, of Cincinnati, Ohio, on June 27, 1980. They met through their job, both employed at a local Thriftway grocery store, several years before their actual marriage.
My father was the first born of John and Johanna Doyle, of Newport, born on August 27, 1951. The Doyle family is primarily Irish, as you can tell from the wide array of freckles and reddish hair on his side of the family. My great-great-grandma, Catherine Donnelly, immigrated from Ireland at the turn of the century. John and Johanna had six children together. My father, John, my Aunt Terry, Uncle Mark, Uncle Brian, Uncle Clay, and Aunt Monica. The age span between my father and my youngest aunt is 17 years, which I have always thought was a lot. From those six children, there are presently 11 grandchildren in the family. My mother and father were parents to the first three, my sister, brother, and I. Mark married my Aunt Susan in 1990, and later added Ian (8), Aaron (4), and Shelby (2). Clay married Aunt Shirley, and they had Emily (8), Blake (4), and Nathan (2). My youngest aunt, Monica, married Chris Meyer in 1992, and gave birth to Brandon (3), and Madison (5 months). Our family seems to keep growing bigger and bigger each year!! My Dad's side of the family keeps in pretty close and continuous contact, being that we all live relatively nearby to each other. We celebrate Christmas, Easter, and Thanksgiving, of course, but our big celebration always seems to be our 4th of July Party, when we invite more than just our immediate family. It's a sort of reunion, I suppose. My grandmother and her father, my great-grandpa, are the only surviving grandparents that I have on my father's side. At 98, my Great-Grandpa Clark never fails to amaze us.
My mother was the youngest born of four children to Bill and Hilda Hollander of Cincinnati, Ohio. She was proceeded by my Uncle Terry, my Uncle Denny, and my Aunt Sharon. The Hollanders, despite the assumedly Dutch last name, are actually very German in heritage. I guess that explains the darker look, darker hair, and darker eyes, which is very different from the fair-faced Doyle family. When my mother was still a teenager, my Uncle Terry married my Aunt Donna. Their marriage always seemed like one in a fairy tale book, and lasted until his unfortunate death a few years ago. My Uncle Terry was a wonderful man, and we miss him greatly. My Uncle Denny married my Aunt Pauline next, and my Aunt Sharon married my Uncle Steve, followed by the marriage of my own parents. From these four marriages sprung 13 grandchildren, none of whom am I positive about ages. Terry and Donna had Krista (20 something), Shawn (20 something), Alissa (21), and Amy (20). Denny and Pauline had Brad (20 something)and Heather (20). Sharon and Steve had Matt (21), Beth (19), Andy (16), and Nick, the baby of the family at 11. And then there are my parents, who had Gretchen (16), Johnny (15), and me (18). My grandmother, who is my only surviving grandparent on my mother's side, also had three great-grandchildren. Krista and her husband Stan have Justin, age 3. Shawn has Payton, age 3, and Amy has Hannah, age 2. Everyone in the Hollander family lives in Ohio, which makes it a bit more of a hassle to keep in such close contact, as the Doyles do. But we manage, usually gathering for at least Christmas, and to celebrate my Grandma Hollander's birthday each March. Also, my Grandma's family (the Kleckners) have recently begun a yearly reunion thing that has brought us all together a bit more.
No matter where I ever go, or what I ever do, I hope and pray to keep my family near and de