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Yeah....I'm an American...but my great grandparents on my Dad's side are from Norway. My Ma...she was adopted from North Carolina...so who knows? I consider the Nordic folks my main source of family of old....just because I can actually trace them back (1920's) when they got of the boat. So....what ethnic group are you desended from? Or are you a Heinz 57? ( In a way...I am. But the blonde hair and barbarian attitude hails back to the Vikings,I like to think.)

I'm British and I think we all come from, um, anyone know ?  :question:

The British come from cavemen.  :smile: And crazy Druids.

I'm three-quarters Polish and a quarter German.  There's a tiny bit of Swiss in there somehwere as well.

My stepma is Polish. My Dad married her in 1970....when I was 8. I feel half polack. We had family reunions-(not my Dads....my stepma's) and Polka music,kielbasa and pig ear soup was the thing of the day. And booze. LOTSA booze! Welcome to farm country-Michigan. Polacks,Russians,Croations,and Germans. Most of the Norweigians hail from Allegan county,round here. I'll bet Flackbait,being in Holland-Grand Rapids area-is Dutch. Just a guess....or one of the above that populate SW Michigan. Oh-and  Mexicans and hillbillys. Lotsa them too.  Lotsa migrant workers...as agricultre is the main job source here. Do'nt see to many Itailians or Jews....many I lived with in NYC.

I'm part German, a bunch of 'I don't Know', 1/4 "have no idea who THAT grandparent was", and I'm told some J-O-O mixed in there somewhere.

I like Brock Sampson's ancestry: Half Sweedish, one quarter polish, one quarter Winnebago. .

I'm Irish on both sides going back to my grandparents who emigrated to the USA around 1900.  My mother's grandmother was born in Argentina... but to Irish immigrants.  My parents were born in the tristate area in the 1920s. 

I'm not surprised, :bouncegiggle:! You got the fiery dispostion of the Irish!

Homo Erectus.

Very erectus

:bouncegiggle:.

Sorry.  That old joke just popped into my head.

I'm mostly just your plain old average olive eating Hellenic dude.  Though I think there must have been some Viking blood in the family somewhere as my goatee, when I let it grow out, tends to have this ruddish tinge to it.

Predominantly Irish ancestry on my Father's side of the family. A mixture of Scottish and Irish on my Mother's.

I belong to largest group of so-called European Americans, the Scots-Irish.  My last name is Erwin (there are actually about 250 different spellings). The first Erwin ancestor in the US is believed to be James N. Irvine, who arrived in Pennsylvania in 1739. He died in North Carolina in 1770.

I also have English (Dickinson) blood and one of my great grandmothers was Native American (not sure which tribe).


My wife is Chicago Polish.  Both sets of her grandparents immigrated here in the early 20th century.  Her family name is Szarmach.

A very American mongrel mix. Which isn't the same mix as when I was a kid.

Family on both sides were refugees in the early part of the 20th century and facts about the old country were few and far between. With parents and grandparents now gone, every few years a new fact comes out, mostly due to the efforts of my brother who's the family geneologist and historian.

I used to think one half was Ukrainian. Nope. Ethnic Russians, who lived in the Ukraine.

I used to think the other half was Mexican. Yes and no. My grandmother was Mexican. Probably. My grandfather may have been Japanese. He seems to have simply vanished from the family in the early 1940s and we don't have anyone who can tell us if they know why or exactly when. But the timing near the outbreak of WWII and internment camps is certainly suggestive. Did he run to avoid internment? Save his family from internment?

C'mon, don't you mean crazy?   :wink:  :drink:

Hey-I'm bein' nice!  :tongueout:

Scottish on one side, Dutch and English on the other. I mostly identify as Scottish. As one old Scot said on meeting me a few years back, "Andrew Campbell? There's some oatmeal on that name."

Both sides have a fairly long history in Canada. The Dutch component came as loyalists from Pennsylvania after the revolution. An ancestor of mine apparently distinguished himself in the War of 1812 by helping to drag the slain General Isaac Brock off the battlefield. Yeah, not much of a claim to fame, but it's better than nothing.

On the Scottish side, the Campbells are pretty well known, and I'm aware there are still parts of Scotland I might want to avoid if and when I visit there. Geez, one little massacre and people hold a grudge. I've also read a history of my paternal grandmother's family that suggests I might be distantly related to Deacon William Brodie, the inspiration for Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde.

British, with trace amounts of Irish and German.

Through years of comfortable homogenizing, I have a family of Americans X) . If you go a bit back I have a good bit of most of Europe; Brit, Scot, Irish, German, Polish, Czech... The list goes wayyy on.

One-quarter German, Three-quarters mutt (English, Welsh, who-knows-what-all). My family came to America in the late 1800's and settled in Texas. We ain't had no need to leave since.  :tongueout: At least we left Germany before all that Reich business. Frightfully uncouth, those Reich people.

I doth be descended from British ancestry ~ a huge descent, as I came down minus a parachute.  :wink:

Born: Bulawayo, Rhodesia, 11 September 1967 with a loud noise at one end and no responsibility at the other.  :buggedout: That sad state of affairs continues to this day.

Mother: Afrikaans from Dutch descent. Mom's mom was a translator during the Anglo Boer War.

Father: English / Jewish descent ~ his dad came from Cornwall originally.

Me ~ adopted as a baby in the then Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe) by the two people above who had no idea at all of what they were letting themselves in for.  :buggedout:

Shortly after I was born, there were about four hours of darkness across the entire country. Birth of the anti-Christ, you ask?  :buggedout:

Nahh.... I was born at 02h30 in the morning.  :teddyr:

Due to major scientific research, I have discovered that my family history goes back well over half a decade.  :teddyr:

In Melbourne we have a free daily newspaper that is distributed by the public transport companies to read on trains/buses/trams etc.  In it they have a section called 'overheard' where people sms in the stupid things they hear other people say in public.  Funnily enough I read one last week that went like this:

Boy 1:  "Did you know that man came from Homo Erectus"

Boy 2:  "I'll Homo your erectus."


 :teddyr:

Anyways back on topic I am 3/4 Australian [and by that I mean English] 1/4 Lebanese [grandfather on mum's side].  Look at the rest of my extended family and you might pick it, since they generally seem a bit more european - slightly tanned etc.  But I must have got the short straw of the gene pool since I'm as white as a spotlight, so you couldn't really pick it.

Apparently someone on my dad's side did a family tree search years and years ago and somehow linked us to "Longshanks" - King Edward 1st.

Watch out people, royalty is in the house...  :tongueout:

I'm English but, a 1/4 Welsh (from my dad's parents), an a 1/4 Australian (from my mum's side). Born and bred in Manchester. So there you are.  :smile:

Looks like the war is on Dean.  One of my distant ancestors (Sir William de Irwyn) was armor bearer and secretary to Robert the Bruce.

English mainly, back at least 4 generations anyway.  One Great Gran was Welsh.

Then it is a gentleman's battle my dear sir!  Arm your troops and we shall meet at dawn in the nearest field capable of containing our two armies!

Mostly American, meaning probably a lot of different places, but I am mainly Iroquois (Seneca & Mohawk) and Irish from my mother's side, Scots and English from my father's side. Although I have no actual proof of this I've been known to say that my ancestors fought on both sides of the Revolutionary War.

Clan Campbell were loyal to Robert the Bruce, so I guess I'm on Trek's side.

I'm a wide variety of northern European descent.

A bit of Dutch on both sides of the family.  Irish and German on my mother's side. 
My last name is Davis, which is English, and I get that from my father's side.

I've work on my families history for about 30 years so I could compile a rather large assortment of nationalities dating back several 100 years as my earliest known verified family records are from 1162, but I'm mainly Scottish with English and a little Irish being the primary family origins there are a few from continental Europe.

The first of my family settle in Virginia Colony around modern day Fredericksburg in 1635


 

There have always been rumblings in my family that I can trace my ancestry to the volunteers who annexed the un-named country north of South Africa's borders in 1890 and named it after Cecil John Rhodes.

It is also likely that the volunteer soldiers who formed the British South Africa Company and fought the Matabele armies of King Lobengula (and died in the attempt :buggedout:) at the Shangani River in 1893 also form part of my family tree.  Their exploits are documented in the film Shangani Patrol. :smile:

Other than that, the only family tree I can lay claim to was the one I fell out of when I was a kid.   :buggedout: :teddyr:

I'm Tlingit, or a native of Southeast Alaska for those not in the know.

Due to the fact that American Indian blood comes in handy for quite a few things, I have a blood quantum card that states that I am 11/32 Tlingit, something that never fails to amuse me.

Ohhh...okay...well...that explains my hair.... :wink:

I honestly have no clue what my ancestral nationality was nor have I ever cared. Other relatives have guessed at it and even claimed we were related to some historically famous people. I always figured they got told that from some website that tells everyone they have at least one famous relative in their family history just to make them feel good about the money they spent to that site. Personally I consider myself an American and can trace that back for at least four generations.

Comes in handy, yes, indeed.  By the way, do you sell vials of your blood?  My current supplier is only 7/32 Tlingit.  I'll use it responsibly; I swear it has nothing to do with page 366 of the Necronomicon...

Oh, I forgot to mention. My dad and his numerous siblings on the fully-Scottish side of the family all have red hair. I sometimes refer to them as the Harkonnen side of the family.  :teddyr:

Nope no Dutch or mexican! All I really know about my ancestory is that I'm Part British, Irish and 1/64 Cherokee. I guess i have a lot of the rest of Eurupe in me too, nobody ever really kept any family records on my dads side of the family. I do know from my moms side of the family that I'm related to Henry Clay.

1/2 Polish, 1/2 German and 1/2 drunk.

At least you can cite a source, that's more than I can do.  I think the above joke was from a movie but darned if I can recall which one.


That's how I am, too.  I sun burned rather easily as a child, still do actually.

Funny thing is when I was a young teenager I had to retake my passport photos several times as I had been to the beach recently and they kept coming out making me look like an American Indian.  The long hair didn't help, either, nor the fact I was wearing a suede jacket that had a faux buckskin look to it.

The guy taking the photos was none too amused as me mum made him retake the photos almost a dozen times.

I feel I should warn you that p.366 contains one of the many "traps" that the Mad Arab placed into that accursed tome to waylay the unprepared. But if you say you're going to use it responsibly...

On my father's side:

* My grandfather was born in Sicily in 1898 and came to the U.S. around 1917, I believe.
* My grandmother was born in the U.S., but her parents were born in Italy.

So, pretty much 100% Italian heritage on my father's side.

On my mother's side:

* Both of my grandparents were born in the U.S.  My grandfather grew up on a farm in North Carolina, but moved to Massachusetts when he was a young man.  My grandmother's father was born in England and I believe there is also some German ancestry if you go back a few generations.

The Italian heritage was definitely dominant in my family while I was growing up.  But you'd never suspect I had any Sicilian blood if you saw my blue eyes, blond hair, and light complexion.

General northern German/Irish/Scots European, with a soupcon of Jewish way back.  More directly, my mother is English  (born there), I was raised as English as American.   
-Ed

I'll bet the Rev has some unnameable thing in a locked and shuttered room. Some unspeakable beast-not rat,or bat,or ant or decomposed human being,but with elements of all,and more.. Some horrid blasphmous evil that renders the senses useless as to comprehend....

Half Polish, part German, 100% nonsense. 

I jibbba jabba so much nonsense it's pathetic. Yet people seem to like me, Fasinaticing,Captain.Its all true...just mundane.

I am some sort of blend of English, Irish, Welsh, Scottish, Polish, Italian, and possibly French. 

My great-grandfather on my dad's side came over from England in 1914 or thereabouts.  His older brothers had all enlisted in the Great War, and he wanted to as well, but his father said, "No, I won't let all my boys go to this damned war" and basically dragged him on to a boat bound for America. 

Scottish and Irish for me, though I'm also curious to what else there is in there, since my dad was adopted though it was within the family, but I don't know who my dad's real father was. 

I'm definitley Irish and German.  My dad insisted his mother was 100% Cherokee, but my mom thinks he was full of beans most of the time, so that could be false.  There's apparently some Greek in there somewheres too but I think it's been bred out of me.

Is there a such thing as "Kentuckian"?  My uncle traced my dad's father's side of the family and they've been in Kentucky as far back as he can search.  It's interesting to see what they died of though - one of them "fell off a barn" and another "drank poison whiskey". heh!

Am I correct in that 'Tlingit' sounds like it starts with a 'k' sound? And also, weren't the Tlingit people at some level of confrontation with another Alaskan tribe for a long, long time? I live in Alaska and have to say in-depth history of Alaskan people is hard to come by, and it seems white folks seem to be very eager (a little too eager) to pass it on, and I question their accuracy.

The actual sounds of the Tlingit language are pretty hard to master, glottal stops and what not. Properly, Tlingit is pronounced how it looks, but most people, including myself, pronounce it "klinkit."

I wouldn't say there is any specific people the Tlingit fought with, no Hatfields to our McCoys. However, historically the Tlingit have a record of being somewhat aggressive and not afraid to fight. Conflict with neighbors is a pretty universal constant, so perhaps that's what they're referring to? In that case, well, you pretty much have to say that about everybody.

Actually it was a specific tribe that "They had been at war with for hundreds of years, killing each other in drives, , blah blah blah. . ." It came off to me as arrogant and trying to show how all of Alaska would have fallen apart had it not been for white people to show up and save the day. I'm white, 100%, but I have to admit that many white people in Alaska come off like complete idiots with some kind of god complex.

Ah. Yeah, that person is not somebody I would go to for information.

No, history can be pretty pleasant unvarnished. For instance, the Tlingit were avid practitioners of slavery, something I hesitate to mention because it is more ammunition for just that type of mindset. From what I understand, the practice, which was fairly common up and down the Pacific coast, did not end until the enforced emancipation of all slaves after the Civil War. (For the record, yes, slavery is a very bad, bad thing to do.)

Was it the Haida? They share the same territory and many of the same cultural traditions as the Tlingit. Also, interestingly enough, the Haida language is one of those isolated outliers, like Basque, that nobody can figure out where it came from. The Tlingit language is part of the Na-Dene language family, which includes the Navajo, who live in the Southwest U.S., where I live now.

Of course, these days, the Haida and Tlingit work in tandem.

So I don't want to simplify history or gloss over the unpleasant bits. But, if somebody wants to come off as the patronizing benificent, just smile and back away. People come up with weird ways to stroke their own ego.

But, hey, in the confluence of events, I'm 21/32 white, according to that card I have. My dad's side is mostly of Swedish descent, of which the primary cultural artifact he retained is pancakes. Pretty sweet deal if you ask me.

I'm pretty sure it was the Haida, I'm positive it started with an 'H' sound.


It's lunchtime and pancakes sound pretty good about now.

Scotch/Irish + Cherokee on me mom's side.

My dad's mother's folks claim to be 'Melungion' - and that we are related to Machinegun Kelly and Huey P. Long.  :thumbup:

My father's father was 100% German.
As was my father's mother.
My mother's father was 100% English.
But my mother's mother was a quarter Welsh, a quarter Scottish, a quarter northern Irish, and a quarter Native American.

Which would seem to make me half German, a quarter English, and a  sixteenth Welsh, Scottish, Northern Irish, and Native American. And 100% American.

Yep, sounds like 'Kentuckian'. Any "Moonshine still blowed up", "Got mashed by a cow", or "Fishin' with dyn-e-mite" deaths would confirm it.

I'm a typical American, a mongrel.  My last name is German in origin, and the ancestor on that side of the family came here in the 1740s. Germany didn't exist yet at that point though.

Also there's Czechish, Scottish, I think English, and several other nationalities.  Considering the length of time my ancestors lived in this country, and that from what I've read they didn't stick around in a German community, there's probably just about every nationality from Europe in there somewhere - at least those that were immigrating here in the 18th through mid 19th century.

My grandfather used to brag it took three blast from a shotgun to bring down his Uncle Leon.  :thumbup:

Another of his uncles had to have both legs amputated when he got drunk and fell asleep with his legs in a ditch. It seems that night the water in the ditch froze.

Most of my grandfather's stories about his family began with "They got drunk and...".

Hey!  I'm part Australian as well. Most of my mom's mom side of the family is from Australia.  I like that because I feel a bit unquie that way.   :smile:

I'm not too sure about what else I am.  I think I'm part Polish or part German, but I can't be sure.

My husband's grandfather got speared by a bull when he worked at a slaugherhouse.. and died.  He was Polish (not a joke).  I keep asking him to prove it.

Considering my extended family, I've always figured we were from outer space. Maybe Mars, maybe a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse. It would explain some things.

 :bouncegiggle: :teddyr:

My mom's Dad told me once that he nearly shot General Jan Smuts during the 1922 Rebellion in South Africa.  :teddyr:

I'm a mutt as well...

Mother- Born and raised in Seville, Spain.  She insists she's full-blooded, and for the most part it's hard to tell.  Everyone in her family is olive-skinned with dark hair, save for my cousin who is whiter than today's newspaper job listings with red hair.  I do have some suspicion... 

Father- Met my mother while stationed in Spain.  Part German and Polish, but also descended from Hungarian gypsies, as my great-grandmother was one. 

On my dad's side, there is a story about some ancestors in Scotland who ran afoul of the church for selling potatoes to the Irish Catholics. According to the story, when the local church leaders came to put a stop to this, the Campbells reacted by tossing them into a pile of manure. Needless to say, the family's denomination changed for a while. The story came to me verbally, but I've since seen it in a family history compiled in the 1920s, which was still a few generations after the fact. I don't know how accurate it is, but it doesn't surprise me.

My wife tells me that her mother's family has the distinction of settling on a nice patch of land in Southern Ontario many years ago....after driving the Indians off it with pitchforks. :lookingup: A piece of that land has been at the centre of some unrest in the last few years. I'm sure Newt knows what I'm talking about.

 :bouncegiggle: :bouncegiggle: :bouncegiggle:

Don't know much just up to my grandfather and grand mother on both sides of the family. My father side both came from Puetro Rico to New York and had my father. On my mothers side My grandmother was from Italy and granps was from P.R. and they came to New York and same thing. I was born and bred in NYC.