I know the first of my grandfather's family landed in St. Pierre in 1799, but I am not sure where in France they came from. We all thought St. Malo, but someone told my aunt they may come from the Pyrenees.
The rest of my family are a mix of Irish, French and maybe native intermarrying that happened in Newfoundland. A lot of them were fishing folk and went where the fish were, so tracking them down in records can be a bit of a nightmare.
Some of my father's people were definitely here in Revolutionary War times (and for a good long time beforehand). This guy is an ancestor:
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Sure, I can walk over that way at lunch.
You ROCK like a rocking thing what rocks.
I don't know how far back my family goes in this country, at least to Civil War on my mom's side. My dad's side is mostly (if not all) German Jewish, and mom's is English/Irish/French/Italian/Scottish/ish/ish/ish.
I just met a coworker who was wearing Scrabble tile earrings of her initials. Cute! I know there are people here I can be friends with, I'm just not sure how to make that happen...
On my father's side the most recent immigrant is his great-grandfather who came over from England in 1832. The earliest was, I think one of the folks on the Mayflower. The earliest Keay was John Keay who was exiled from Scotland in the 17th century.
I'm just not sure how to make that happen...
Keep going over to their desks and talking to them about random stuff. Suggest they start a wiki.
Wait...no...that's just weirding me out.
Today the role of ita will be played by the cowgirl. I think I'll be breaking in the boots this weekend. Are they really a weird thing to wear? A weird thing for black people to wear? I got an extended strange look in Coffee Bean.
lisah's ancestor and mine served together: [link]
Mom's family can be easily traced to three people on the Mayflower, one of whom fought the first recorded duel here. We are a grumpy people.
Jesse, ask them where they go for lunch. Is their desk nearby? Go by sometime and say you are going out for a coffee/soda, do they want anything.
Nobody's desk is nearby, and we all go to the cafeteria... I mean, the people in my department are close, and we do all go to lunch sometimes. But there are so many people here! I think as I have more meetings with more different people it will work itself out.
lisah's ancestor and mine served together: [link]
Oh, hey! That's who Greensboro (where I went to grad school) is named after! Also he was at the Battle of the Brandywine just up the road from where I grew up in DE.
My ancestor guy was possibly a huge, Mel Gibson-style, asshole.