Ancestry

My beloved bride, Jennifer, has been poking around on ancestry.com and she found something in my family tree that is freaking awesome.

If the information is accurate, she has a branch of my father’s family tree going back to the American Revolution in the 1770’s. One family was living in White Plains, New York and at some point their family home was used as a headquarters for none other than George “Father of Our Country” Washington.

Ho… ly… shit.

Yeah, that’s right. Me and President Washington are old family friends. No big deal, really.

My wife may also have tracked a branch of my family tree going all the way back to the 15th century. Again, no big deal*.

*That is sarcasm. It is totally a big deal. It is an epically big deal.