Loved the newsletter this week! My brother in law did 23andMe and found that their supposedly super German family was in fact, not German at all. I wonder how many family ancestry stories are like the game where you tell the person next to you something and by the time it goes through 20 or so tellings, it’s completely different. Unrelated, I recommend the album Yard by Slow Pulp when you feel the need to pause on the Lucero.
I'm willing to bet your family genes are superior to mine. In fact, we discovered that MY great great great Grandfather was so intellectually deficient that during the US civil war he fought for the west. HI-YO!
Growing up in Muncie, Indiana, I chuckled over the similarities of our childhoods. Many years later I was living in my Miami, Florida. My wife’s boss, an architect, had just gone to Muncie to interview for a teaching job at Ball State. Upon his return to Miami, the first thing he said was: “My gawd, everyone there looks like Michael.”
My mum did one of those DNA tests and she was (we all being English) for some reason really keen that she had some Scandinavian blood in her, i think it was around the time she was watching that Vikings show that was on one of the Streamers at the time. Anyway the results came back and sure enough she had some percentage of Scandinavian and she was so pleased with herself that she had some Viking ancestors..... a little bit too pleased with herself for my taste, so I couldn't help myself and tried to ruin it for her by pointing out that she was borderline doing a jig because her great great great great great etc Grandma was raped. Sadly (but probably for the best) Mum just did that dismissive Mum thing where they just brush away the idiot murmurings of her too cocky son and went on being pleased with Viking ancestry.... but still I was right!!
Loved the newsletter this week! My brother in law did 23andMe and found that their supposedly super German family was in fact, not German at all. I wonder how many family ancestry stories are like the game where you tell the person next to you something and by the time it goes through 20 or so tellings, it’s completely different. Unrelated, I recommend the album Yard by Slow Pulp when you feel the need to pause on the Lucero.
I'm willing to bet your family genes are superior to mine. In fact, we discovered that MY great great great Grandfather was so intellectually deficient that during the US civil war he fought for the west. HI-YO!
Growing up in Muncie, Indiana, I chuckled over the similarities of our childhoods. Many years later I was living in my Miami, Florida. My wife’s boss, an architect, had just gone to Muncie to interview for a teaching job at Ball State. Upon his return to Miami, the first thing he said was: “My gawd, everyone there looks like Michael.”
Ha. Yeah. Midwesterners are very specific!
Since my wife's grandfather was one of 17 children (!), she had to look out of state to find me. (Even then, I checked... no relation.)
The doctor: “You better go in there and tell her.” Holy crap! That wasn’t your job! 😂
Somebody had to do it!
My mum did one of those DNA tests and she was (we all being English) for some reason really keen that she had some Scandinavian blood in her, i think it was around the time she was watching that Vikings show that was on one of the Streamers at the time. Anyway the results came back and sure enough she had some percentage of Scandinavian and she was so pleased with herself that she had some Viking ancestors..... a little bit too pleased with herself for my taste, so I couldn't help myself and tried to ruin it for her by pointing out that she was borderline doing a jig because her great great great great great etc Grandma was raped. Sadly (but probably for the best) Mum just did that dismissive Mum thing where they just brush away the idiot murmurings of her too cocky son and went on being pleased with Viking ancestry.... but still I was right!!