Billions and billions served..................
I’ve got some MacDonald’s and one MacDougall in my tree. None connected to the Isle of Man though.
As the breeding program nears its conclusion, humans are selected as the best choice; at the same time, the breeding programs of the other three planets are terminated, and their penultimates never meet their planned mates. Kimball Kinnison meets and marries the product of the complementary human breeding program, Clarissa MacDougall. She is a beautiful, curvaceous, red-haired nurse, who eventually becomes the first human female to receive her own Lens. Their children, a boy and two pairs of fraternal twin sisters, grow up to be the five Children of the Lens. In their breeding, “almost every strain of weakness in humanity is finally removed.”
And the ancient Rodham and Clinton bloodlines?
What about those precious lines? They both certainly involve a lot of blood.
I researched my ancestors on my Dad’s side and found my first ancestor was an Irish axe murderer in the 12th century. However, he had killed a Norman landlord after arguing about the costs of building a castle for the Normans, so he became a local hero.
I’d love to go far back through my husband’s ancestors to see what other clans are in there. He’s part scottish and looks 100% the part. Looks great in his kilt too!
All the comments down the line, I find this fascinating because the McDougall is in my blood line. The Mcdonalds were intermarried from that clan. Intermarriage brought the Stewarts into the clan and a split left James Stewart as Laird of the castle. He was the Black Knight of Lorn, and my direct family line. The old Castle Slaughter (spell?) still stands (barely) on a tiny island near Lorn. The Stewarts scattered to different parts of Scotland since Robert the Bruce. James Stewarts family left Scotland and went to Donnagal Ireland and from there to S.C. in the colonies. My great great grandfather migrated to Tenn. where my Great Grandfather R.W. Stewart became the father of James Garner Stewart, who was the father of H.V. Stewart, my father. My paternal grandmother was a McDonald. Funny how that works out, aye?