Family History
Ailz and her mother sit and talk about family history. Dot has been digging around. She even bought herself a subscription to one of those very popular genealogy sites.
Ailz is learning all sorts of things. About an uncle's adultery, for instance. Somewhere out there she may- in consequence- have a cousin she's never met. The family was once quite well-to-do. Ailz's great-grandfather took the name of a benefactor- which explains why members of the family show up in historic documents as sometimes "Smith", sometimes "Robinson" and sometimes hyphenated "Robinson-Smith".
Ruth was going to buy us a subscription to one of those sites for Christmas. No need now.
My family is already accounted for. My sister pursued the paternal line to the point where it disappears (c.1900) into the swamps of the Thames estuary. This allows me to speculate that my great-grandfather was a foreign sailor on shore leave- which would explain why my grandfather- in spite of his West Country name- looked so un-English. As for the maternal line, that's proudly respectable and can be traced through generations of Baptist preachers and Quaker businessmen to the Earl of Stafford and through him the Plantagenets. I have the family tree (drawn up for me by great-aunt Enid) tucked away in a folder somewhere.
Ailz is learning all sorts of things. About an uncle's adultery, for instance. Somewhere out there she may- in consequence- have a cousin she's never met. The family was once quite well-to-do. Ailz's great-grandfather took the name of a benefactor- which explains why members of the family show up in historic documents as sometimes "Smith", sometimes "Robinson" and sometimes hyphenated "Robinson-Smith".
Ruth was going to buy us a subscription to one of those sites for Christmas. No need now.
My family is already accounted for. My sister pursued the paternal line to the point where it disappears (c.1900) into the swamps of the Thames estuary. This allows me to speculate that my great-grandfather was a foreign sailor on shore leave- which would explain why my grandfather- in spite of his West Country name- looked so un-English. As for the maternal line, that's proudly respectable and can be traced through generations of Baptist preachers and Quaker businessmen to the Earl of Stafford and through him the Plantagenets. I have the family tree (drawn up for me by great-aunt Enid) tucked away in a folder somewhere.
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My own ancestry is a complicated mix of English, Scottish, Breton, Italian, Latvian Jewish and Roma and even more so now I know a bit more about the Latvian Jewish ancestry and that that branch of the family (the part that remained in Riga) was wiped out by the Nazis during the Sho'ah.........
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Re: Pride. In being Celtic and free.
A DNA test? I don't actually care that much. But, yes, if I did it would be the way to go.
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I could possibly push the research into the family name further back but since it's likely there's no blood connection I'm not sure I see the point.
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I have "paternity issues" though. There is reason to believe that my dad wasn't actually my father, and reason to believe that HIS dad wasn't actually HIS father, so, one of these days I'm going to get a DNA test because I would like to know what really happened. I'm going to do that when this whole grad school thing is finished and I have a real job again.
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We have this TV programme called So You Think You Know Who You Are- in which celebs go through the process of researching their family trees. They unearth some fascinating stories.
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