It's been a bit of a family history summer holiday this year. Two weeks ago we found out that we have aboriginal ancestry (Canada). Now, coming from a french family that basically cleared the land to help create a neighboring village in the early 1800s it's not entirely surprising except that the ancestor is not a local to Georgian Bay native but from Red Deer Alberta--thousands of miles to the west. Can you imagine traveling then!!!?? Just before the opening of the American west, a young Rice tribe member married a member of the North West Company and then returned to his homeland in the east in Quebec with their kids. Then these kids traveled back toward Georgian Bay. I wish I knew their actual story!
THEN I find out my Mom's Mom is the an adopted illegitimate love child of some couple in a neighboring town. The adopted Mom, my great great grandmother, was the doctor's washer woman who could not have kids so she was offered this baby girl and later another baby boy from another patient<---but none of this is confirmed except by word of mouth--Holey moley eh!!??
AND--my husband can track his family tree to the 1500s and their first arrival in Canada in the mid 1600s--just WOW!