Dna tests

The mere mention of family getting dna tested would send my mother and younger brother into an enraged hissy pissy fit.
 
Nothing like putting one's DNA out on the open market....

Well...your DNA isn't out there, per se. You have an account, with a username and password, and how much of that you share is up to you. You can create a family tree...or not. You can accept messages from DNA matches...or not. You can delve into your family history...or just be content with your ethnicity estimate.

And...nobody has any true privacy these days. Google your own name, and prepare to be shocked...
 
I joined Ancestry a number of years ago, when I was given the DNA test as a birthday gift.

I already knew my family was mostly German, and the test confirmed that. What was fascinating was the documentation Ancestry provided. I saw the passenger manifest for the ship my mother's grandfather sailed on when he came over here...my father's father's draft card from World War I...marriage and census records going back to 1900...photos of gravestones...

The biggest surprise was that on my paternal grandmother's side, the family had been here since before the Revolution. I had always thought my entire family had come here in the 1800s. And I learned the name of the village in northern Bavaria my father's grandfather came from. I visited there in 2019, and realized immediately why he left: there's nothing there but farms, a church, and a one-bay firehouse.

The DNA matches Ancestry sent me were, for the most part, cousins I already know, so I have no reason to doubt the accuracy of my DNA test. It's been an interesting, and worthwhile, learning experience...
 
On my father's mother side of the family, they owned and operated a brothel/saloon somewhere in the slaughter house district that then existed in Cleveland, Ohio! My father's side of the family had some of the most colorful lives, if not less than reputable ones…


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I worked with a man who could trace his family back to one of the Pilgrims who landed at Plymouth Rock. His father was the black sheep of the family because he married a Native American woman. The man I worked with was in his early 70s when I knew him back in the 1970s, so his parent likely married around the turn of the 20th Century.

I mention that only the context of your post as I found it interesting.

Teague Jones, born in 1620 in the Plymouth colony married into the Wamponoag Tribe. I think it wasn't uncommon for the Plymouth settlers to do that.
 
This is an actual happening that I just remembered. Years ago I was in the New Jersey State Chili Cookoff in Toms River, NJ. My cousin Larry and his wife lived in New Hope, PA, which is right on the Delaware River, and we made plans to meet each other at the cookoff. Larry and I spent a lot of time together back around Punxsutawney when we were growing up, but life sort of took over for quite awhile.

When we met up, Larry told me his wife, who I had never met before, asked him, "How are you going to find each other? You haven't seen each other in years?"

Larry's reply was, "We'll just look for our fathers."
 
These DNA tests have solved many cold case rapes and murders, such as the Golden State killer. Cousins of the guilty, innocently sent in their DNA and it showed they are a close relative of the guilty party whom they already had a DNA sample of. From then it was a process of quick elimination.
 
We've all got different opinions about this DNA mail order stuff.

I met my "dad" for the first time when I was age 57, along with several other half-siblings, etc.

Not entirely a bad experience. However, a lot of consideration should be put into preparing for what you may not really WANT to know. Just sayin'.

Oh, and our meeting was not the result of a DNA test.
 
These DNA tests have solved many cold case rapes and murders, such as the Golden State killer. Cousins of the guilty, innocently sent in their DNA and it showed they are a close relative of the guilty party whom they already had a DNA sample of. From then it was a process of quick elimination.

Recently I stumbled upon a video that caught my eye. A singer was auditioning on AGT who had been wrongfully imprisoned for 37 years. DNA cleared him.

BTW he got the Golden Buzzer. Dude could flat out sing.
 
I recently learned that a cousin I was close to as a kid had a son at 15 (I was 10 and had no idea)back in the 60s and was forced to put him up for adoption.We haven't been in touch in years and I'm hoping they have connected already. I'd hate to hear from a cousin searching for his mom.
 
I did my DNA a few years ago. All my close matches are cousins and such that I already know. It works!
My American line goes back to the 1630s, with the usual Indian Princess story.
No matches go anywhere back that far, and no Native DNA %. Dang.
Nails the early 1800s Scotsman on my grandmothers side though.
Kinda fun, no serial killers so far.
 

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