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Mr. Knowitall
Memorized and stored.
I have that memorized, but thats not a definite origin, thats why I wrote "I believe", smart ass.
Memorized and stored.
nothing exciting, we have been dirt farmers for as long as there has been dirt. But it was neat to run into a long-lost relative from the homestead.... and get some beer, too.
A couple years ago my wife traced back my fathers family as a gift for him, and for something for her to do at a boring job. She traced his family back to the early 1800s in Wales where it became very difficult because my last name is one of the major ones in Wales. What she found was that there were generations of my family who worked in coal mines. Then in late 1800s my great grandfather moved to Ohio and for years they appeared to move around Ohio, West Virginia, Pennsylvania, and finally Maryland where the mill jobs were.
Nothing exciting, in some ways the typical immigrant story. It was eye opening but not unexpected to see the boys that were older than 12 or so listed as colliers too. I cannot imagine doing that job back then (or now) and couldn't imagine doing it as a kid.
no matter how typical, immigrant stories are all very interesting to me. Theyre always stories of sacrifice and really not many of us are capable of truly appreciating the magnitude of said sacrifices because we all have it pretty good in comparison
Yeah, I love hearing stories about my grandparents. My grandpa immigrated from Sicily as a nine year old and went straight to work as a fruit vendor (so stereotypical!). He didn't speak any English but he had to help his dad support that family of eight so he worked with him in the day and went to night school to learn English.
Eventually he went on to become a San Francisco police officer (on horseback! He was one of the officers who led the opening of the Golden Gate Bridge) and an American citizen. We he died, my family buried him with an American flag because he was just so damn proud to be an American.
My only regret is that he was so proud that he and my grandma wouldn't speak Italian at home so my dad and my aunts didn't learn any. It would have been nice to have the language around when I was growing up. Cause I'm trying to learn now on Rosetta Stone and it's a little rough.
My only regret is that he was so proud that he and my grandma wouldn't speak Italian at home so my dad and my aunts didn't learn any. It would have been nice to have the language around when I was growing up. Cause I'm trying to learn now on Rosetta Stone and it's a little rough.
Well, after a few...hours of research (not proud people), I finally hit the jackpot. I'm the 11th great-granddaughter of John Turner, who died in Plymouth, Massachusetts in 1621 after riding over on the Mayflower...that is after signing the Mayflower Compact. BOOM! AMERICA!
This is gonna sound kinda crazy, but my dad told me one time that we could have also been an original on the May Flower.
This is gonna sound kinda crazy, but my dad told me one time that we could have also been an original on the May Flower.
*Thunder Stolen Again*
So many white people in here!
Oh, I was thinking it was some kind of elite club.
Still cool to know though
That a problem?
So many white people in here!