There was a remembrance by her older brother that it was someone named Lars but no last name. I checked into ole newspapers from the town but did not find anything. Her Mom passed in 1998 and her adoptive Dad in 2012.
Also, the plot thickens in my Story. I got a message from a first cousin on my Dad's side that said she is 63% German! That means that her father, my Dan't brother, had a lot of German in his DNA to pass it on to his daughter. Likely the scandal was with my Grand Mother. My Parents were married for 10 months before I was born and had been dating for a year or two prior to that.
I found some interesting information. My Dad was born in 1935. His Parents married in 1936. My guess is that he had a different Biological father than the rest of his siblings.
Very nice! It's always good to get things done and out of the way...mostly because something's coming to fill it's place as far as more jobs on the to-do-list.
Very nice! It's always good to get things done and out of the way...mostly because something's coming to fill it's place as far as more jobs on the to-do-list.
The site has a 24 hour cache for our posts. Come back in that time frame and your message is waiting for you. Sometimes from another thread.
Yep...I learned the hard way.
My maternal grandmother's side is French and that goes back to Quebec...but from there I can't imagine who would know...lol. Poor people, hard working but I can't imagine much for literary skills
My maternal grandfather's side is supposed to be Irish and Scottish. The name, the look and the hair seem to be the correct markers. Some of that family skipped school...so they couldn't read or write through out their lives. Kinda sad. A few things going on strange back in the lineage but who knows what went on even farther! One of that side of the family has been searching the family history so he would know all the chaos of that side...lol.
My Dad's side I don't know very well at all. They were French as far as I knew.
When Mom was sick...she dropped the bomb that I had native American on that side.
And that I had a brother I knew nothing about. My father's son. Double
We figure it was my Grandfather's side that was native. DH's cousin got married in that very area...and the some of the people had a familiar look. A decade ago we picked up a native gentleman in a snow storm who's car had went in the ditch. He got in and thought I was his daughter! (His glasses were fogged up...but there you go) We thought that was humorous...lol.
Then I found out that my Dad's last name isn't even the family name? Apparently WAY back the family's name had been changed I don't know what the real name is or anything. I do have aunts, not close...that I've lost touch with. They contacted me a few years back about road tripping...but they called in harvest when I was swathing in front of the combine. That's not something you can just stop and say "Honey, I'll be gone for a couple of days! Have fun while I'm away!" So I think that upset them.
I've never searched out my brother. I "should" have asked more questions, but I didn't. Mom's best friend and room mate would've been able to tell me...but she passed from cancer about 8 years ago. I'm not sure I want to open that Pandora's box.