"Feral ~ from feminine of ferus wild: having escaped from domestication and become wild"...




Monday

"I got it from my grandma"




Recently my oldest daughter convinced me that I should get AncestryDNA tested. 


So I naturally asked, 

"Like Wisdom Panel for Dogs?"

and she said

"yes"

So I have sent away for my own panel thingy 
to spit into
so we can find out 
where exactly in the world
Our family came from.

Im pretty sure we are related to the  Siberian Ice Maiden.

One thing for certain though
is through old family photos
I have found where my equine DNA comes from....





This is my Grandma Helen.  

I remember her most as 
my happy little (5'0 and not a hair more) grandma 
who would feed you LOTS of food.

Even if you werent hungry.

Remember that post I wrote about my Uncle Eddie?

Well this is Uncle Eddie's mom.

And Busia's daughter.


Remember Busia?

Shes my great Grandma.

GREAT! Grandma

Shes where i got my fashion sense from.

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Anyhow, 

when my Grandpa Leo was courting my Grandma Helen, 
he apparently was willing to do anything...


Look where my Great Grandpa Joseph & Busia

put my Grandpa Leo in this photo.

My Grandpa Leo was a city boy.

And apparently my Great grandpa Joseph knew this.

 uhmmm.

Its never a good thing to stand behind a horse
while not looking at it.

or even looking at it.

you be in danger, boy.

But thats okay,

My grandpa Leo still tried to win my Grandma Helen's heart.

 Here they are making him feed their geese and ducks with a fancy tie on...


Dang. Thats love.




Anyhow, my Grandpa Leo liked having those fancy Automobiles.

But he knew
My Grandma Helen wasnt impressed with that.

He knew her heart.

So when they were married,
He bought her 
an off the track Standardbred Race horse!

  NOW THATS LOVE!

Busia and Great Grandpa Joseph must have been impressed...





So while Grandpa Leo was driving the kids around
(thats my dad & my aunt!)




My grandma Helen was the hit of the neighborhood!
Look at her, all dressed up with her friends!
And shes only got one hand on those reins!

All the neighbor ladies would hit Grandma Helen up for a ride into town.

My dad told me that Grandma's horse 
hated being behind anything.

So it was a very fast ride into town.

Kind of like a supersonic horse-train version.

That must explain why his ears are back.

Breaking the speed limits do that to a horse.

Grandma Helen liked speed.


But Busia's Brother, 
Uncle Tony, 
liked his horses big and strong...




And that makes sense 
because he ran a logging outfit 
up in the Northwoods of Wisconsin!

But my Grandma Helen really liked her horse best.



She would even show off to the city relatives 
and give wagon rides!

She was so equine savvy 
that she had different wagons for different chores!

Look how shes sitting, holding those reins.

She was a confident horseman.




So even without the results 
from an AncestryDNA test,

I know for sure
 where I got my horseman DNA!

Thanks Grandma Helen!!

XOXOX






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20 comments:

  1. So I wrote a comment and it disappeared. So this is another test......Too bad too it was a good one:). Hug B

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  2. Since above comment worked here is my version of the first one Blogger ate:)

    I am pretty sure I have told you before that you have the coolest family. I know exactly where you came from by the photos. You came from an awesome hardworking never quitting always believing they would make it fun loving family who had one wicked sense of humour. Oh yeah that sounds like someone I know.
    You do not need a DNA test to see that. I do hope when that DNA thingy comes back there would be just a drop of Canadian in there:)
    or at least a bit of Irish my Grandma said there is a bit of that in everyone. She was fun too:) Loved this post.Hug B

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  3. That horse gene is a funny one- it skips generations.

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  4. Best. Post. Ever. What wonderful photographs of wonderful relatives!

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  5. And I love the new header photo. Which reminds me of your Worst. Post. Ever. except that Ebony didn't die...which makes it the Second. Best. Post. :-)

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  6. Fantastic post! I like your spin on life!

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  7. Those old family photos tell your story for sure; I enjoyed this post.
    http://lifeatthe4shoes.blogspot.ca/

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  8. Where have you been, woman?
    These photos tell quite a story. I can identify with your family.

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  9. Such a lovely post! I think it would be fun to be ancestry dna tested as well........but I'm not sure the world is ready to know from whence the likes of me doth spring.....LOL

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  10. Oh, what wonderful photos you have there!!!! And the memories!!!! Good stuff, girlfriend. Glad to see you posting. Now, to do the same. (cough, cough)

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  11. OMG. I am so completely vibrant green with envy that you had the relatives you did. I want a Busia!!! LOVE the header photo. It speaks volumes.

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  12. GW Feral Woman,

    Great post! Love all the photographs, talk about amazing history......and plenty of memories!

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  13. I just fell in love with your family, and your Grandma Helen... she reminds me so much of my Granny Alice! Hmmm, cousins? ;-)

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  14. Also love the new header and Oh, that we should all be so lucky to have relatives/ancestors like that. Wonderful.

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  15. Love that header photo! You look so young.... Is Ebony really 18 years old now?
    Those are some great old family photos! Love the fly netting on the Standardbred in that one photo, seems your grandma took good care of her fine fast horse.

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  16. Love this. My roots go back to horse logging in northwoods of Wisconsin and UP. In fact, my cousin is the only logger left in WI that still uses horses full time. He is all about quality not quanity. He made it on a WI and MN public television shows. He hand hewns logs for mantles and such - makes as much money from 1 log as he did when he used all equipment and full trailer. Strong women usually come from stong women....

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  17. You have some great photos of your family! I did a DNA test through Family Tree DNA. Very informative and fun!

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  18. OH how I loved seeing your old family photos, there are so many stories in those photos, what a treasure to have! Looks like you come from a long line of great people!!

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  19. she sounds like a cool lady! We do seem to get our quirks and loves form family whether it is DNA or just nurture. My grandma loved horses and always called my old mare "Buttercup" that was the name of her brothers horse when they were young

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  20. Thanks for the trip back in time, introducing your ancestors. The apple did not fall far from that tree! You can honestly say you got your horse sense from your kinfolk!

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