This weekend at Nana and Poppa's, we started talking about genealogy and family history.
Side note: I am, and always have been, fascinated by family history. I love to create ideas, pictures, and stories in my mind about what my ancestors may have been like.
It's just so romantic to me to think about these people who lived way back when and share my blood!
Anyway, D and I were talking with Nana and Poppa and it was so fun to hear their stories about what they remember of their own grandparents.
Eventually, Poppa jumped up from the table (well, he didn't really jump - but he eagerly got up and walked away) and came back with a huge scrapbook. Apparently my mom and aunt have spent a lot of time researching our family history.
On my grandmother's side of the family, they were able to go back to my great-great-great-great-great grandparents!! How amazing is that?!
On my grandfather's side of the family, they were able to go back to my great-great-grandfather, who came to America from Belfast, Ireland.
They even found out that we are related, by marriage, to Samuel Clemens. You know... Mark Twain?!
See the resemblance? ha!
Unfortunately, Mr. D's family history doesn't go back that far, because one of his great-uncles or great-grandfathers (I can't remember which) was abandoned by his family as they crossed through the midwest way back in the day, and the young boy (named Charlie) was adopted by Mr. D's ancestors. So Charlie is the stopping point because no one knows anything about Charlie's blood family.
I find it all so fascinating. What do you know about your family history? How far back can you go??