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Sometimes I think of doing the DNA thing, but I like the family stories that might all be false.

Had a great-great grandmother that was supposedly Cherokee that left her husband and ended up in a St. Louis hotel room where she shot herself.

Had another ancestor that was in an Indiana regiment during the Civil War, was captured and sent to Andersonville.  While there, it looked like he had died and they put him on a cart to haul him off to be buried, but supposedly he wiggled a toe, and was eventually nursed back to health.

One of my great-great grandmas on my dad's side immigrated to Kansas from Ohio in a wagon train, she was 6 years old at the time, she had to walk as there wasn't room in the wagon.  As an adult she was short and skinny and blamed it on having to walk from Ohio to Kansas.

Based on family names, German, Irish, English and Scots are all in my genes.  

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Never did see the need to do one of the DNA tests. My aunt from my dad's side has our whole history on a chart and all. Come to find out I am a son of the revolutionary  war. They can trace my relatives back to actually serving with Washington and only living like a mile away from his house. My mom's side is a different story. They never had any interest in doing something like that and most of them have always hated each other so I guess that is why. I am supposed to have 1/8th Cherokee in me, but my mom said they went to Tahlequah  to research the role and our name wasn't on it. Hard to believe my grandma wouldn't have known her own heritage, but I am wondering if we are from a different tribe. If you saw me or my mom it doesn't show, but my grandma and great from mom's side sure did look every bit native american! I guess I am just a mut like most of us are. lol

"you can always beat the keeper, but you can never beat the post"

There are only three things in life that are certain : death, taxes, and the wind blowing at Capps Creek!

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1 hour ago, ollie said:

Never did see the need to do one of the DNA tests. My aunt from my dad's side has our whole history on a chart and all. Come to find out I am a son of the revolutionary  war. They can trace my relatives back to actually serving with Washington and only living like a mile away from his house. My mom's side is a different story. They never had any interest in doing something like that and most of them have always hated each other so I guess that is why. I am supposed to have 1/8th Cherokee in me, but my mom said they went to Tahlequah  to research the role and our name wasn't on it. Hard to believe my grandma wouldn't have known her own heritage, but I am wondering if we are from a different tribe. If you saw me or my mom it doesn't show, but my grandma and great from mom's side sure did look every bit native american! I guess I am just a mut like most of us are. lol

                 Ollie you are part of the Ozarks Anglers tribe with the rest of us :) .

"We have met the enemy and it is us",

Pogo

   If you compete with your fellow anglers, you become their competitor, If you help them you become their friend"

Lefty Kreh

    " Never display your knowledge, you only share it"

Lefty Kreh

         "Eat more bass and there will be more room for walleye to grow!"

BilletHead

    " One thing in life is for sure. If you are careful you can straddle the barbed wire fence but make one mistake and you will be hurting"

BilletHead

  P.S. "May your fences be short or hope you have long legs"

BilletHead

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Yeah, this is some kind of tribe alright!  lol Glad to be part of it though and wouldn't trade it for anything.

"you can always beat the keeper, but you can never beat the post"

There are only three things in life that are certain : death, taxes, and the wind blowing at Capps Creek!

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20 hours ago, ColdWaterFshr said:

I did a genealogy test and the results were shocking.

It turns out my real mother, Sally Jesse Raphael, and my real father, Lee Marvin, had something of a fling back in the 60s during the time of free love and LSD.  It all happened at a wild party thrown by Ernie Borgnine at his home "high" (literally and figuratively) in the Pacific Palisades.

9 months later, Paul Dallas was born in the backseat of a taxi cab after SJR was thrown out of Universal Studios during filming of "The Dirty Dozen".   She was extremely upset over Lee's infidelities and had to be escorted off the set after it was discovered she had destroyed Lee's entire GI wardrobe with a pair of scissors, . . . and when confronted, she flew into a violent rage, yelling at the cast and crew and even picked up one of the studio's props, a fully loaded grease gun (M3 submachine gun) aiming it wildly at everyone.  She also pulled a pin on a live grenade.  Fortunately, due to Charlie Bronson's heroic and tender actions that day, filming on this monolithic masterpiece was able to continue immediately.  He was able to talk her down and get her a cab, and just a block outside the studio gates, she went into labor, and he delivered the baby.  She asked Charlie to be Pauls godfather and they remained in close contact for many years.

Thank you for letting me share with you this very personal subject.

Are you by chance related to Oneshot?  😁

  • 7 months later...
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Bunch of us was setting on the deck. Someone noticed our youngest has some Grey Hair and his half Brother has pure Black Hair.

He gets that from his Mom she is Native American. 

oneshot 

 

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