HA! We do have much in common. I only know the heritage of my family on my mother's side. It was my mother's parents who raised and taught me. My mom and dad are still around and good parents, I was just born when they were very young and they preferred to enjoy their youth and let my grandparents care for me. On mom's side there were 3 great grandparents who were full blood Scots and one who was Cherokee from Oklahoma.
My dad's family has always seemed so odd to me because they just didn't talk about any heritage. I would ask because it was talked about on mom's side but I only got silly responses. I guess they are the melting pot people. Some of them are nice folks, but just doesn't seem they have any past. Although my dad is a wonderful story-teller and his influence also caused me to love history. He told stories of growing up during WWII and of his uncles who were "in the war." Those things I liked to hear too although the uncles never discussed it.
I think you will understand though when I say that daddy's family always seemed like "hollow people" to me as a child. They didn't tell the stories of heritage and didn't have skills to pass on. Even as a child I knew I should be recieving something from them but they were empty. Nice folks, just no depth.
“My fathers mother is Scots, his father a full blood Cherokee on the Oklahoma reservation, “
We’re all related!
You might find some of your relatives here:
http://jesusweptanamericanstory.blogspot.com/
I think you will understand though when I say that daddy’s family always seemed like “hollow people” to me as a child. They didn’t tell the stories of heritage and didn’t have skills to pass on. Even as a child I knew I should be recieving something from them but they were empty. Nice folks, just no depth.<<<
Yes, we have some of those in my family, odd how people seem to be able to go through life and not be touched by it.
Few in my family understand why I bother to keep learning, even knowing that my time is limited.
Learning always excited me.
The only time that I ever wanted to be a ‘liberated ‘ woman, was when some people would come to visit and the men would go off and talk mining and ranching, and I was stuck with the wife, helping her relive each child’s birth and every time “he” did something wrong, or how much money they spent on ‘stuff’.
I tried recipes and got lots of Hamburger Helper type answers.
Not like the San Diego County Gardening society lunches, where I once made a pig out of myself, with a hamburger/macaroni dish that had a tomato sauce.
I asked the cook why I was eating so much of it, as I am not a hamburger fan......her answer was simple “When you put the tomatoes in a dish, you must also add Cumin, Fennel, Oregano and Basil, plus the normal garlic and onions.
Something that I still do today.