Thursday, May 10, 2012
Who Do You Think You Are?
When Dad would get mad at us, invariably he would yell, "Who do you think you are?" My usual reply was something witty like, "Uhh, Diane?" This was never a satisfactory answer. I think he was looking for a more self-appraising assessment, but I wasn't the most introspective kid.
Well, now I'll have an answer for him. We've decided to have DNA testing done to find out more about our family history. It won't be too specific, but we're hoping to find out a bit more about where our ancestors might have come from. There's a rumor that a Cherokee woman married into the family somewhere, but we have no evidence of that. We think we're 100% white bread western European, but who knows?
Any one of us could do the testing, but we girls think that Jim will get the biggest kick out of it. He spent a very long time calculating what percentage of our ancestry came from which country, so has the possibility of being the ultimate pie chart. Geek Fest Alert!!! I, for one, can't wait!
Maybe we'll find a DNA match in the database--some long-lost cousin in Italy who would love to have us all out to his villa for a holiday. Or maybe not.