Family
Ulrich was born in 890 at Kyburg, Zurich, now Switzerland or near Augsburg and studied at the monastery of St. Gall. Ulrich's family were Alamanni and Swabian. He personally lived in simplicity and poverty.
He was a son of Hupald, Count of Dillingen (d. 909) and Dietpirch of Swabia (also known as Theoberga). His brother Theodbald, Count of Dillingen was killed in the Battle of Lechfeld (10 August 955). His other brother Manegold was also named as Count in Medieval chronicles and ancestor of later Counts of Dillingen. An unnamed sister served as a nun in Buchau. His other sister Liutgard was mother to Adalbero, administrator of the Bishopric of Augsburg in the 970s. This nephew died the same year as Ulrich. The cause of his death is unknown.
His maternal grandfather was Burchard I, Duke of Swabia. Burchard was reportedly the second husband of Liutgard. Liutgard was the widow of Louis the Younger. The siblings of Liutgard included Burchard II, Duke of Swabia. This family was connected with the dukes of Alamannia and the Ottonian dynasty.
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