First American on dads side sold himself into slavery in scotland to beat a murder rap according to the story. Dunno if thats true, but indentured servants and sharecroppers till ww2.
Moms side, grandfather tarasi was born in international waters on the boat ride from italy. Grandmother tarasi was born here as firts generation italian.
Curtis said:yupididit said:Slavery. Unfortunately my ancestors weren't afforded there privilege to keep their culture and families intact enough to pass down genealogical stories. I do know my last name belonged to a prominent Virginia slave owner who passed his plantations onto his kids I'm his will. But, most of America didn't keep track of Africans even in the consensus because we weren't yet considered human back then.
Things you don't anticipate when diving in a genealogy discussion - that one of your friends might not know theirs because my privileged ancestors were asshats.
I would have been surprised if someone here didn't have that story in their background.
Fueled by Caffeine said:my mom's cho cha.
Not me, I was sliced out like a doctor-assisted Alien.
That means I'm a man of no woman born. I can slay the king of Scotland without violating prophecy!
Genealogically speaking, much of my ancestry came to the US in the 1880s-1900s while avoiding general bad things happening in eastern Europe, and the better-off portions of which lost their wealth during the Depression. I heard stories of some of my great-great-aunts working in a meat market with thousands of dollars of cash in their aprons, in the 20s. Then it evaporated.
My mom did a whole lot of research a while back, she's big on sites like ancestry.com and other genealogical sites. She's got old letters from people that she wants to get translated from old German into English. Also, apparently I have a sixth cousin in Poland who was born a week apart from me, which is a curious coincidence.
On my father's side, there's not much known, although my sister told me that there was an old Russian monk who nobody in their family ever really talked about. (I met her when I was 31 and she was 21, it's complicated)
From my mom's side, It's kind of interesting story. So by the official immigration papers, they were Russians because in the time they came over, Poland didn't exist. Both of my great grandfathers came from Krakow Poland area. As the Russians started into the WW1, they were grabbing basically any able body man for enlistment into the red army. At that point in history a red army enlistment was a death sentence. They both said forget this and found a way out of Europe and ended up in Cleveland. They ended up connecting with 2 ladies also from the Krakow area. So both sides of the family all came from about 20 mile radius of Krakow and all ended up within a few miles of one another in Cleveland. My mom was the only member of the family to really leave Cleveland as my aunts and grandparents all still live there.
From my dad's side......Dunno. There is a big gap there since my granddad was adopted. There was history there that went to the grave.
As for coming here? I think it was after meeting the team at I think it was SVRA event at COTA the first year it ran. I searched the net afterwards and ended up here.
My dad's side came in the 1630s, my mom's side came in the late 1800s. Don't know a ton on my dad's side, my mom's side, her dad was part of a rich Milwaukee doctor family and her mom was from working class Chicago and Upper Peninsula Michigan.
Little known fact, my great grandfather lived in Calumet, MI as a boy and likely would have been killed in the Italian Hall disaster had he not stayed home sick that night.
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