I've heard about George Rogers Clark mainly from a rather good song by filksinger Michael Longcor, a native of Indiana and member of the SCA (as Duke Moonwulf Staarkadderson) about the battle at Fort Sackville.



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--Ross Smith

Never managed to trace my ancestors very far back with any accuracy (it all goes a bit muddy before my great grandparents) but by a bizarre coincidence three of my four grandparents were ultimately -- if you go back far enough, i.e. to the sixteenth century -- from border reiver families. (The reivers were part-time bandits and cattle rustlers living on either side of the Scots-English border.)

Paternal grandmother -- a Gordon (lowland branch of the clan -- Scots reivers)
Paternal grandfather -- a Forster (English reivers, from Northumberland)
Maternal grandfather -- an Elliot (Scots reivers again -- the Elliots were one of the clans -- along, famously, with the Doones -- who moved en masse to the West Country in the seventeenth century)

So that's a bit odd -- my family are almost all from the West Country or from London, but my roots appear to be in the Borders.

The Puddicombes (my maternal grandmother's family) have always been from Devon though. You couldn't really come from anywhere else with a name like that!



Jesus saves; Buddha does incremental backup.

I think I've been to Conwy castle. Can't remember much about it, though.

I've never tried to trace my family tree...might be interesting, but not as far as I know at the moment!



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I once tried to trace my family tree, but do you have any idea how many Butlers there are around? It's just not practical...



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There's a hole in my creativity bucket and it's all leaked out.

My Dad's cousin's daughter has been doing some work tracing their family tree - that's the Taylor's, and I bet there's a few more of those than there are Butler's !

I don't know much about what she's found out, but I have learnt that I had a Great-Uncle Harvey who was the family black sheep. He was a footloose alcoholic, who showed up now and again, usually with a different woman each time. He worked as a rag and bone man and died when he was run over by a car - quite a novelty for Rochdale in the early 50's.

Sarah B...try being a Davis!! But thankfully, we've had some pretty good documentation, and a husband who is a good bloodhound.

Here are the ancestral surnames identified in what little I know of my family tree, so far, just in case there's any possibly-detectable overlap with other contributors' ancestries: Reeve (less common than Reeves, which actually has a different origin... My grandfather moved to London from Iver, in Buckinghamshire, but an earlier connection with East Anglia is thought to have existed), Cooper (a very abundant surname...), Rodmell (presumably from the Sussex village of the same name, originally, and quite rare), Temple (from Scotland, presumably originating in one or another of the estates formerly owned by the Knights Templar), Willson (Yes, with 2 'l's; probably from Scotland too, but maybe from [northern?] Ireland instead), White (another very common name, in this case from a family that's lived in & around Battle [in Sussex] for quite a few generations: We aren't actually in touch, but I know that some of them are still there...).

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Try tracing "Smith". There are just a few floating around.

You too eh? Mind you I've got the odd border reiver hanging around too (literally, sadly! We're crap horse thieves in my family...)



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If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur.

Ah, kept making the mistake of stealing the slow horses, huh?



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Three legged, I think. Famed for intellect, in my family (not!)



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If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur.

Imagine the problems in my ancestry.... a priest and a witch in the same family, same generation.

Well, so as they didn't both live in Salem, Mass. (Or Sunnydale, Ca.)



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I am very interested in the Universe. I am specialising in the Universe and everything surrounding it. - E. L. Wisty

Both started in Ireland. One had to leave unexpectedly. Ended up getting burned at the stake anyway here in lovely Connecticut.

And that was just the priest... ;-)



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That which does not kill us makes us stranger.
(Llewelyn the dragon, Ozy and Millie)

Sarah

Ha haa, good one Sarah!

Nobody famous or notorious in my family (that I know of anyway), although my (Irish) paternal Grandfather was engaged as a cook on the Luisitania but got into a drunken brawl and missed it sailing - good job really since it was torpedoed and I wouldn't be here if he hadn't (OK OK so it's debatable whether that's good or not, particularly if you subscribe to the duck thread...)

Geez, beat me to the punch there, Ptolemy!! It's no fun when you bust on yourself before someone else can do it! LOL

LOL - no problem, Cutie! I've had years of experience at ducking my own puns

(and you have no idea how many times I had to read THAT back to myself to make sure I'd typed it correctly!)