We have all hit the same roadblock in tracing my Cherokee great grand mother. We know the paternal side of my mom's side came from mainly Ireland although there is mention of one branch being a mayor in London at some point in time. Dad's family came from Germany, maternal and paternal. There was a villiage with my maiden name that the Nazis torched during the war for harboring Jews. There is still a cemetery there bearing dads family's name.
But Great Grandma Alice is a mystery. I have a picture of her and oh yeah, she's Cherokee. Problem is that neither her nor her family enrolled as many Cherokee did when they ordered them to. There is no birth record of her, only mention in a family bible that my great grand father married a Cherokee woman named Alice. My generation is the last that can claim legal tribal membership.....if Alice had enrolled.
I have great pride in that fact. But th funniest story in our family is about my paternal grandfather, John. Went down to the corner tavern one day and never came back. Fell off the face of the earth. They found a death certificate for him but between the corner bar and the grave, nada.
But Great Grandma Alice is a mystery. I have a picture of her and oh yeah, she's Cherokee. Problem is that neither her nor her family enrolled as many Cherokee did when they ordered them to. There is no birth record of her, only mention in a family bible that my great grand father married a Cherokee woman named Alice. My generation is the last that can claim legal tribal membership.....if Alice had enrolled.
I have great pride in that fact. But th funniest story in our family is about my paternal grandfather, John. Went down to the corner tavern one day and never came back. Fell off the face of the earth. They found a death certificate for him but between the corner bar and the grave, nada.
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