I am, after all, a direct descendant of this guy:
That’s right. I’m the great-(times 23) granddaughter of Edward Longshanks. You know, the evil king in Braveheart.
I may not have inherited his height or his sexy curls, but I like to think I have a streak of cruelty in me a mile wide.
I am also a descendant of Philippe Du Trieux, who came to America from France (via the Netherlands) in 1624. He settled on Manhattan Island. Too bad I didn’t inherit that property.
He had a daughter, Maria, who was quite the colorful character. She had two children by two different men before getting married. The father of her first child was already married. However he took responsibility for the child legally (there’s an actual acknowledgement of paternity that the father signed). She married the father of her second child, who was about 30 years older than she was, and they opened a tavern. When he died, she remarried, and continued to run the tavern. She got into trouble for selling liquor after 9pm, selling liquor on Sundays, and selling liquor to the Indians. Eventually she got banished from the colony altogether for selling liquor to Indians.
She sounds just like most of my family members today.
I also have some ancestors who lived in Palmyra when the Smiths were living there. I figured for sure they’d be the ones tarring and feathering Joseph, but apparently they were friendly to the Smith family and even helped them out financially. Or at least, my direct ancestor’s brother did (Lemuel Durfee).
I’m also the great-(times 25) granddaughter of Sir Geoffrey Luttrell. He seems like a cool guy. Signed the Magna Charta, how bad could he be?
Do you think I could reclaim the family castle?
I don’t have any Mormon pioneer ancestors. But boy, once you tie into royalty, you can go way back. Like, to Charlemagne.
What crazy stories/people do you have in your family tree?