Family history.

[Chez Daja]

I dunno if this thread will be very popular, but I thought it was an interesting idea to learn facts about where we came from, what type of backgrounds we have, and what our families are like.

I guess I'll start with my grandparents, since before that is pretty much a mystery!

Well, my dads' side are fully British. And my mothers' side has tints of Polish blood in. My Polish grandfather was an RAF pilot in WWII. He met my grandmother in the army. After the war, my grandfather travelled to many different places, and din't have much time for his family. They lived in a big, expensive three floor house, which one of my uncles unherited after my grandmother died. My grandfather died many years before I was born, so I never met him, nor know much about him at all. My mother doesn't even know much about him, apart from the fact he had many medals from his pilotting job in the RAF all those years ago. After my grandfather died, my grandmother became somewhat unstable. And after she died, she was meant to have left my mother a sum of money, which she never got before my grandmothers' will was supposedly changed just before she died. My grandparents were rich people, as are many of my uncles and aunts.

My dads' side were a typcial British family. My father left school at the age of fourteen or fifteen to begin building motorcycles. He was a part of the Hell's Angels, and he had long dark hair. (I'll post a picture, he looked like a complete douche, with his arms outstretched, running topless in baige trousers along a beach with his hair flying madly). My grandparents were very happy together, until my grandfather died, when my grandmother became unable to fend for herself. Now she could have alhziemers, which is very slowly killing her.

My mother left home when she was fifteen years old, because she disliked her parents. She met a guy named Andy, whom she lived with for a few years, and had a child with at seventeen years old. A year or so later, they split up, after complications with his family, and then my mother was forced to raise my half sister, Jennie alone. A few years after this, my mother met a guy named Chris. (My dad).

My father was a truck driver in the old days, carrying deliveries in his trucks, and apparently "headbanging to Metallica the whole time" ... Unfortunately, he began to drunk a lot of alcohol, which was the beginning of alcoholism, which now destroys my mother and fathers' marriage. He worked in the demolition for years, and even had his own little company. He grew rich, but took a year off work and drank it all away... He met my mother when he was 23, I think. And after a few years of living together, they had my sister, Amy. Four years after that, I was born. And another four years went by when my brother came along. I was born under the Polish last name of Sewerin (pronounced Sever-Rin), which was later changed to Gregory after my parents got married when I was six years old.

The whole time, we had no idea that our sister Jennie was only half related to us.It was years after my half-sister left home, never to give us a phone number or address to where she lived, that we were told about her only being our half-relation.

So...whats your story?

[Strong Bad]

Eh... My Family is big on Family History... We've got crap goin' back to the 15th Century or something along those lines. I'm not going to give you my history other then I'm related to a Danish Prince from way back. And some Mole Catchers.


Yeah... Just thought I'd mention FH is big in my family.

[Chez Daja]

Woah! The 15th century?

Hah. I know nothing further back then my Polish grandparents. And my dads' side? Meh. My grandma can't even remember what her parents were like, thanks to the illness eating away at her brain.

[hellbred]

I don't know very much about my family history, which I suppose is half my fault since I never bothered investigating, then again noone ever bothered telling me either.

My Mom's side is English and Native-American from what I can see. There's 2 generations of people with the last name "Smith" on my Mom's side, and that's an English last name. My great-grandfather was also married to a Native-American Indian, who had my grand-father who married my grand-mother, and they had my Mom. I don't look Native-American though.

My Dad's side of the family is waaaay to confusing to understand. Basically when he was young his Mom and Dad divorced, and both remarried, so I immediately was doomed to have 10,000 more family members than I was suppose to... mainly because the woman my dad's dad remarried (my step-grandmother) had several kids before the marriage, and when they married it created a lot of half-uncles, thus spawning half-cousins as well... It's odd, but regardless I'm not totally sure of their roots. My grand-father is from a Jewish religion, but my step-grand mother was Christian, as is my Father (I think)..... Me and my Mom are dovout Christians, and he celebrates everything we do, so I wouldn't think my dad followed the same Religion his Father did. However, before he died back in February of this year he converted to Christianity before he died.... not sure why, He was in the hospital for about 4 months before he died, and one day decided to do it.

I have one brother who is 5 years older than me at 28. He lives with me actually. We get a long fine since we're into the same activities. Although since he was older than me when we were kids I'd always follow in his footsteps. I drank cause he did, smoked pot cause he did, did other stupid drugs cause he did... then I quit hanging out with him and found other people to do it with. But these days are a little different, we both don't do drugs anymore and just do our own thing. We both work a lot. And he's expecting a baby soon. He always works for my father's swimming pool design company.

That's about it :/ I told ya I didn't know much!

[Leroy]

Well. Let's see. My family doesn't get along at all. I don't know shit about my family because before I was born, shit happened and my family slit up. Most of my relatives are in New Zealand, and yeah. All I know is I'm straight up gangster, because half my families aboriginal, then the other is Kiwi. That's like... 2 kinds of black, right?

[Chez Daja]

Wow, Jet, that's sad. *hug4jet*
I know about family hating each other though. My Polish side don't get along with us at all. When my mom was pegnant with me, my aunt was pregnant with a son. Well, I was born healthy, and he died at birth. That's why my auntie hates my mother. 'Cause I'm alive and her son died.

Har har.

[Leroy]

'Cause I'm alive and her son died.

Was I supposed to not laugh at that? Well, I did. All I can imagine is an angry Chez kicking some dead baby saying "HAHA I MADE IT, YOU DIDN'T". It's very wrong, I should stop now.

[Taco]

Originally Posted by Chez Daja

Wow, Jet, that's sad. *hug4jet*
I know about family hating each other though. My Polish side don't get along with us at all. When my mom was pegnant with me, my aunt was pregnant with a son. Well, I was born healthy, and he died at birth. That's why my auntie hates my mother. 'Cause I'm alive and her son died.

Har har.

Stuff like that makes me angry. Mostly your aunt blaming your mother for her child surviving, while your aunt's died. Does she think she's living in medieval times, or something, and we still swear oaths against entire lineages and families for insulting us by picking up the wrong fork at a dinner table? I hate it when people blame someone for something that person had no control over. I'm sorry your aunt is stupid, Chez.

My family lineage... on my father's side, it's all German. From Russia. Like, they lived in Germany first, and then they moved to Russia for either 100 or 200 years. Then, they travelled to America, and settled in North Dakota. Glen Ullin North Dakota, to be exact, where everyone is related to... everyone... My mom's side of the family is also based out there in North Dakota. There's some German in her side too, I think, but also like English, Irish, Scottish, and some other stuff, too. They also have a castle somewhere in Scotland, I think...

My parents met out here in Oregon, however. My Mom was actually born out here; her parents moved out here from ND. Before that, my Dad had been married and had a kid, but they divorced for some reason I've never known (but oh well; I wouldn't have been born if they hadn't, and what would you all do without me?) My half sister lives in Arizona. We see her sometimes. She lived here with us when I was really little, though.

Wuv, Yer Mom

[Chez Daja]

Originally Posted by Jet

Was I supposed to not laugh at that? Well, I did. All I can imagine is an angry Chez kicking some dead baby saying "HAHA I MADE IT, YOU DIDN'T". It's very wrong, I should stop now.

No, actually I agree.

Taco, yeah I know... It pisses me off that my aunt never even contacts, she just said on day "there are people I don't want in my life"... Meh, that meant my mother and me.

[Setzer]

Well i don't know to much about my family history. but I'll tell what I do know about where my family is from at least as far back as I was told.

On my fathers side I am a couple things. My grandfather is Irish, he's the one that carries our last name O'Neill. I know his grandfather came from Ireland as I was told. My grandmother and her family have been here for a long while. From what I know is Welsh. I know their is more, and I believe she maybe also somewhat Irish but I can't be certain on that

My mothers side there is a bit more I know about. My great grandmother and her family lived here since the Revolutionary War. Her heritage goes back to the Heshins. Who are the German mercanaries that were hired by the British. Many were caught and offered to either fight for the Americans instead or be put to death. So that's the reason why she's been here so long, which is pretty cool. But my grandfather is Swiss and French. He was born in America, but his parents came here from France, the year I'm not certain of. And that's all I really all I know about my family heritage, but I'm happy with what I know too.

[Chez Daja]

Wow! Taco and Setzer have really awesome histories... Man, mine sucks with all of the family betrayal and a Polish mystery grandfather... Dammit! Setzer or Fishy Del, I want your parents to adopt me, so that I can add in "well yeah, but I was adopted too, yeah, feel sorry for me and shit 'cause my real parents don't love me."