Hear me out on this one. I may not be as far off my rocker as you think I am.
My mom told me a story once about her dad's uncle (whose last name was Suhr) got fed up with living in the plains states and went west. My mom says she thinks she may have heard something about her great uncle falling for a Catholic girl, something good Lutherans from the middle of America didn't do at that time. Not sure if that's why he left or not. Neither is she but she thinks it might be. It could be that he was sick of the life he was leading and wanted to seek his fortune elsewhere.
Anyhow, they never heard from him again as long as I know.
Flash forward to about 10 years ago. My mom was visiting me in SF. She saw Chief Suhr on TV (except he wasn't Chief yet) being interviewed about something or another on the local news. She saw the Chief, thought he looked familiar. It's then she told me the story about her long lost great-uncle.
I called the Chief (except he wasn't chief yet) the next day and told him that my mom thought we were related. He sort of thought I was a nut case, but then I told him the story. He was either really good at humoring me or he thought my story was interesting because he was nice to me and listened to me talk, and even asked a few follow-up questions.
I don't remember how the conversation ended. The conversation never went any further than my one phone call to him. It still would be interesting to know if we're related.
Now, here's my proof, not that we're related, but that we could be related.
On the right is Chief Suhr. On the left is my cousin, my mom's brother's son.
We're totally related, aren't we.