1. I was a little disappointed when my DNA results said this. No Asian, no African.*
2. I’ve never identified with the Irish culture, gasp.*
3. I’m so bored hearing about famous people’s colonial roots. Megan Smolenyak has a whole chapter on this in her new book Hey, America, Your Roots Are Showing.
4. Since doing genealogy I’ve realized that my own K-12 history education was appalling. To think of all those wasted hours learning of half-truths and sugar coated nonsense and all the great things we did not learn about…
5. I have an indian princess in my family. Her name was Rebecca and she was of the Seneca tribe. Unfortunately, she died in childbirth and her husband remarried an evil woman who treated the step-child horribly. It’s highly unlikely, actually 100% unlikely, but I’d love to find out how the story started in the first place.
6. I haven’t found a single family member in the 1940 census.
*A 5% African and/or Asian would have been quite the mystery and pretty fun to solve. There was a brief “oh shucks” moment seeing there wouldn’t be any scandals in our DNA. Plus it squashed my indian princess rumor. Regarding Irish culture, what can I say, I feel more American, Austrian, English, Welsh, Dutch, and German than I feel Irish, *shrugs*.