Amoung the effects were love letters from a girl in town.
My Grandma said “that is why he was attending the Church of the Brethern”.
I have no idea what happened to those letters.
As to geneaology “ I used to be White til I found I was’t.”
But I still pass.
What a rich tapestry all our family histories present.
I'm a mongrel too, and proud of it. Reportedly had a "negress" in the family according to Ancestry.com records. My 2nd great-grandmother was supposed to have been half-Mohawk. Cousins in Canada verified it, and that she was the neighborhood midwife, yet no DNA for either showed up, so who knows. I do know that when my mother told me we had no relatives, she was wrong, but that's only because that was what she had been told as a little girl.