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Roots – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday, my readers.  I hope you’ve been enjoying my Advent Calendar posts.  I am loving doing them, tell you what!  That said, Friday Fictioneers is here and I love doing participating though must admit I was stuck with this one.  Didn’t want to go down a road I’d already travelled.  I know there is some kind of pun in there in view of the photo… 😉

Always a thank you to our Mentor from Missouri for holding this weekly party.  Thank you Rochelle.  And thanks to Adam Ickes for allowing us to use this photo (for some, a second time).

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“Going through some old paperwork, I found a hand-written genealogy tree from my mother’s side.”

“Cool!  Find out anything interesting?”

“I already knew that both sides trace back to France.  I’m twelfth or thirteenth generation Quebecer!”

“Anything for your father’s side?”

“Nothing, though I know he was a Scottish Highlander.”

“That’s something.  What else did you find?”

“Mom’s always claimed that there was some Indian—”


“Right. Native. First Nations.”


“Got it!  Other than Mom’s great cheekbones, there’s nothing official.”

“Great bone structure is not proof enough!”

“Exactly.  I’d love to find out that I am a true Canadian.”


140 thoughts on “Roots – Friday Fictioneers

  1. Yea, the ever popular chase after our roots. And are you French/Indigenous? Myself, I’m Anglo-Saxon/Norse/Norman-French/Breton-French/London-Jewish/Dutch/Scots, the additions coming in approximately that order, the Dutch being the strongest, biggest input. But then they do say the Norfolk-folk are more Dutch than the Dutch. 🙂

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  2. Dear Dale,

    Have you considered DNA testing? Ya never know what might crop up in them thar cells. Love the pictures of your mom. As always, natural dialogue that puts us in the room with you. Well done.



    PS I knew you could do it. 😉

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    • I know, right? I’m sure the originals were with the first batches to arrive.
      It wasn’t that difficult but a while ago we had a pair of boots picture and I wanted to not go the same route…

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  3. Well, all I know is that after I was born, they broke the mold. … 😉
    Oh, and in past lives I must’a had some Celtic in me. I doubt it would show in any DNA, but heck, fair-folk traits don’t show up in genetic tests, either. It’s a soul thing. So there’s that. So basically, I’m … well … me. 😉

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  4. Interesting how you got this story (anecdote?) from the photo. Great photos, too!
    I did one of those DNA tests, hoping I’d have something interesting, but I’m like 95% Eastern European Jewish–of course they came from somewhere. . . Older daughter and I are working on genealogy now.

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    • Honestly. I keep looking at the boots but I wrote a story about a pair of boots a while ago and I didn’t want to go down that same road. So, I stood back and looked deeper. I know, right? Great photo!
      So cool. I’m hoping to one day do it myself. Would be interesting how far away from France it goes.

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  5. Going down every path for 12 or 13 generations, well, it is possibly something was missed down one of those branches somewhere… I agree with Rochelle that a DNA test would be the easiest way.

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  6. Really nice to see your pictures. I am not sure that I would want to know the genetic mixture that I have inherited. I am happy where I came from

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  7. I really enjoyed the dialogue, well done! Unfortunately, I wasn’t so interested in my roots when I was younger, but as I get older I desire to know more of my heritage. I know there’s Scottish and Welsh, but not sure what else. Nice piece! =)

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  9. I doubt there was anything noble about my ancestors. The first Gayers to come to America (1805) from Germany lived in a religious commune in Pennsylvania. The only royalty we have is the royal pain-in-the-ass kind.

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  10. Interesting term…. true Canadian. I get what you mean. I’ve always been proud about my roots. My father’s family, on his mothers side were some of the earliest settlers in America. Later, they were Empire Loyalists. I thought, “can’t get more Canadian than that!”
    I now know better.
    It seems there are a lot of tangled roots, very difficult to pull out of the earth.

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  11. I wonder how our lives or thoughts might change if we found out we were something other than we were. Now if there were two different kind of boots there, it might be interesting..:)

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    • Thank you, Sandra. At certain times of our lives, we resemble each other big time… Somehow in later years, I suddenly became my father’s daughter. Guess I am a mix of the two after all!

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  12. History makes us interesting humans, doesn’t it? Your mom is beautiful, Dale. I don’t even want to go into my genealogy. We’d have to go through slavery in Africa by the Dutch, the Spanish colonies of Asia, and step foot in India while we’re at it. Genes as simple as yours are quite rare I believe. As many are quite ‘mixed’ and complex.

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  13. Interesting dialogue indeed. Who knows what mysteries DNA testing will throw up. In all likelihood I am descended from Great Grandma Lucy who came from the Australopithecus afarensis species which would make me South African by descent 😉

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