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    Default Re: Things you learn from your family...

    Yes, all of this true, and first names have been left out. Years and some names are uncertain as my mother (from who I got this information) has forgot some things, and so have I.


    Mothers Side:
    My mothers side is dominantly german, with some other nations and NA tribes cropping up.

    Her Fender side(from her father) comes from a long line of German bankers that at some point in time, a few moved to the u.s. and became farmers and miners and such. One miner tried his luck in Butte Montana with his two brothers sometime in the 1800's (not sure just when it was...) One brother discovered a new site and got the mineral and land rights to that area. Montana power wanted the land and minerals, so they killed him, and they took the land rights. The mineral rights was passed to one of his brothers. This brother was killed also, but he passed the rights to his other brother, my ancestor. (I cant remember which relative has it now...) My grandfather was a minor stock car driver in Spokane Washington, untill he got into a bad wreck and decided to quit that occupation. He ocassionally ventured into drag races after that, though. He married my grandma, had three children, and then divorced her (more info later). He now lives with his second wife and fourth child (my aunt is two years youner than I am) in Las Vegas, Nevada as a mechanic.

    Her kelsy side (from her mother) hails from the south, where you find that one of my great (however many) uncles was a colonel in the civil war who died with no reknown in gettysburg with most of his men (for the confederates , ya know?) Besides him and a few others, the rest moved to the western territories of Idaho and Oregon, as they were against slavery. There they lived as farmers up untill the seventies and early eighties when my great-grandfathers second wife sold his ranch when he died, and kept the money to her family. My grandmother was already poor, and with that, she continued to be so. She stayed in Butte montana with her kids, divorced with her husband, and now lives alone in the Butte trailer park, working as a cleaner is some small company. Her son moved to portland oregon and has two children. Her youngest daughter moved to Salt lake Utah, no children. (Sadly the poor woman is a Jehovah's Witness recruiter...how sad...) Her eldest Daughter, my mother, got hit by car when she was nine, (my grandma got hit by a car when she was nine, also), married my father, and brought us into the world. She later divorced my father, and moved to Rockford Illinois with her fiance (they have been so for eleven years now...) about eleven years ago. Me and my sister moved here about eight years ago.


    Fathers Side:
    ...hails from just about everywhere in europe and in south eastern canada/ north western USA.

    His real parents: The jackasses put him up for adoption. My father has met his real father only once, and that was enough for him.

    His Adopted Parents (the ones I consider my family): Miners. For a very long time, they were miners, and fur traders, and other woodsy, outdoorish stuff. Not surprising, they moved to butte. My father has three sisters (all also adopted). The oldest one is the most sensible, and her first husband died after giving her three children. Her second husband and her are enjoying their baby and almost done raising the youngest of the three others. The older daughter (second oldest) now has a child of her own with some dumbass she met in high school. The second oldest of my aunts is the least sensible, and has three children, two with mental illnesses, and is married. Thank god I do not see her very often. My younger aunt is all right, and has two children, one nerdy and two years older than I, the other a seven year old monster. They live with my grandmother (sadly, a widow...), and my father. My father works at a gas station in Butte, and is a certified college dropout. He'll finish it "one of these days".
    Last edited by Motep; 07-19-2007 at 08:01.
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