Some of my family members and friends just don’t comprehend my fascination with genealogy. I am pretty sure a few are convinced that I am just plain boring, while others call me cuckoo. Others label my passion as an out-and-out obsession. (Okay, that might be closer to the truth, but hey, I don’t jump all over y’all when you wax poetic about sports statistics or go gaga over geegaws, now do I? Geez!)
When I start telling some people a family story or revealing a “new” discovery, their eyes just glaze over. Seriously, I gotta prod them once in a while to see if they are still breathing. (Obviously, genealogy bores them to death!)
Okay, I get it. Genealogy is not for everyone. Some people would rather have a tooth extracted by a Wild West barber than listen to family history. OUCH!
For example, not long ago, I was relaying a funny family finding with a relative (whose name has been withheld to protect her identity and my posterior.) I giggled as I told the humorous parts, whereas she acted as if her funny bone had been extracted. No smile, no smirk…zip, zero, zilch… Perhaps she had a Botox treatment, considering how frozen her face was. Fine, have it your way… So nothing our former family members have done or said or thought has been the least bit interesting? You believe our ancestors existed without living? Are you sure they were even human?
For those of you who contend that there is nothing remotely amusing about genealogy, I would beg to differ. (Of course, I have a blog dedicated to dead kin, so I might be an itsy-bitsy biased. Just a smidgen, I swear!) Anyways, here goes:
One day, a little girl asked her mother, “How did the human race appear?” Her mother answered, “God made Adam and Eve. They had children. From them, all of humanity was made.” Two days later, the girl asked her father the same question, to which her father replied, “Many years ago, the human race evolved from apes.” Confused, the little girl returned to her mother and said, “Mom, why did you tell me that people were created by God, and Dad said they descended from apes?” Her mother smiled before responding, “Well, dear, it is very simple. I told you about my side of the family, and your father told you about his.”
Oh man, I think I just got unfriended! Okay, before I lose any more family or friends, here is my disclaimer: “In no way is the author contending that her spouse’s family is non-human, so no hate mail and no divorce decries, please.” (Although, you gotta admit, at times, my kids do swing from the rafters like orangutans, so…. Oh crap, another relative just unfriended me.) Guess I better wrap this up for I am blackballed from family reunions…
Our families have our share of thoroughly human kindred connections; some were saints and some were scoundrels. Stay tuned, as I reveal more of the good and the bad and the funny of our family tree….