When I am not sitting on my porch, solving today’s list of pithy problems, I like to spend time figuring out who I am. No, that’s not right. I know who I am, or think I am. I want to know WHY I am who I am. From whence did I come. Yup, some years ago I was bitten by the genealogy bug and have spent countless hours since, trying to figure out my ancestry and that of my wife. I have met with some degree of success although there are some ancestors that defy discovery.
Tracing the family tree can be frustrating because you spend a lot of time looking and only a little time finding. However, it is a lot easier today then when I started. Back then, all exploration had to be done by calling Town Clerks and writing letters of request, a very ponderous and glacierly slow process. But today, most of what I find is on Ancestry.com, which for my money, is the most complete and comprehensive (although pricey) collection of historic records available anywhere. So it was with some degree of excitement that I saw where they now offer DNA testing kits. I pondered for quite a while until a couple of weeks ago, when they had a sale, reducing the price by $20, and I knew the time had come.
I anticipate the results will probably be more general then specific, and that’s OK. I have traced my lineage back to Ireland on one side and Germany on the other, with a couple of Englishmen thrown in for good measure. I have also traced my wife’s lineage back to France on one side, and England on the other, with some Irishmen in the mix, so I expect the results to lean heavily Europian. What else they will find is up for grabs.
So today, we both spit in our testtubes, sealed them, and mailed them off to the lab. I have to admit I am kind of anxious to see the results, but I am also a little tremulous. What if it comes back and says the majority of my ancestors were overweight old men with a predilection for sitting on porches in Europe. I guess I would have to conclude that there really is something to this science thing. Just sayin.