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The Mixed Bag of Family Genealogy

At a Christmas family gathering, my younger sister announced she’d had her profile done by AncestryDNA. When giving her results, my sister emphasized that these were her specific results and her two sisters would be different. Since doing an elementary school project where students researched their family crest and make a family tree, I’ve been curious about my ancestors and where they came from. From interviews with grandparents—the only source available at the time—I learned my mom’s family was mostly Scandinavian and my dad’s was Scots-Irish. So I figured my sister’s results would be approximately what mine were because we came from the same parents. Makes sense, right? Not true.

Luckily, my step-daughter is interested in genealogy, too, and she provided her dad and I with kits for doing the testing. My results came back this week, and I’m happy to know my genetic make-up. But it contains surprises.


Ireland 34%

Europe West 32% (includes France, Germany, Switzerland, N. Italy, Czechoslovakia, Austria)

Scandinavia 18%

Great Britain 8%

Trace regions

Finland-NW Russia 5%

Iberian Peninsula <1%

Italy/Greece <1%

Asia <1%


Compare mine with my younger sister’s


Scandinavia 41%

Ireland 28%

Great Britain 18%

Europe West 9%

Trace regions

Asia 2%

Iberian Peninsula 1%

European Jew 1%

True that what we’d learned through family stories was upheld that we are predominantly Scandinavian/Irish with me being 52%  of those nationalities but she’s 69%. Also true that the same four regions comprise the majority of our genetic makeup, but the percentages are so different.

Now we just need to convince the third sister to have hers done.

Release Day–Unlocked Treasure


Today my novella set in Rhode Island, Unlocked Treasure, releases from The Wild Rose Press.

TAGLINE:  Will a prophecy keep a lonely woman from accepting the promise of adventure?


Aleen MacRae blames the lure of the sea for breaking apart first her family then her engagement. When her interest is caught by a man she sees both in person and in a dream, she resists—afraid to believe in her aunt’s prediction that her future is tied to the sea.

Braden Williams is on the hunt for treasure buried centuries earlier by Rhode Island pirates. His search brings him to the property where Aleen lives. Collaboration on genealogy research draws them closer, and Braden steers her toward his true passion–sailing.

Attending a party with Braden’s family lets her glimpse what she’s been missing. An unexpected discovery before her date with Braden at the Halloween Midnight Organ Recital forces a decision. Will Aleen play things safe or accept what this free-spirited man offers?


Ah, the story of her life—practically invisible. The reminder his first sighting had been of her bikini-clad backside made her blush. Still didn’t change the facts. Aleen squared her shoulders. “I remember, but the Manor grounds are still closed.” Should she be nervous about being alone with this stranger, especially one who ignored posted rules?

“Sorry for the intrusion. Let me start over.” Smiling, he approached and extended his right hand. “My name’s Braden Williams.”

Aleen bit her lower lip, but accepted his hand. “Pleased to meet you. I’m Aleen MacRae.” At the moment their hands clasped, she felt warmth flooding her fingers. With a jerk, she released her grip, tingling sensations running along her skin. Immediately, the scent of fresh air and summer breezes wafted her way. Definitely a man of the sea. Just where I foretold your future lies. Whispers of her great-aunt Zsofika’s prophecy trickled through Aleen’s thoughts. At the memory, her cheeks flamed with heat.

“Wow.” Frowning, Braden flexed his hand and narrowed his gaze then dropped it to his flexing fingers. “That was bizarre.”

“Static electricity, from all that wind yesterday.” A reasonable explanation. In the back of her mind, Aleen could hear Zsofika scoff, “Static schmatic. A connection like that is destiny.”

“Well…” His gaze searched her face. “Aleen—hey, that’s pretty, like the direction alee.” A wide smile exposed even teeth.

Her own smile dimmed. Like I’ve never heard that before. “Thanks.” This guy was not charming his way around the rules. “Sorry, but you’ll need to come back when the gardens are open for visitors. That’s Wednesdays through—”

“Yeah, I read the sign.” He gave a dismissive wave then turned to gaze back at the main house. “But I just needed five minutes to check out some dimensions and the lot layout.”

“So, you woke up this morning and just decided to start out your week by trespassing?”


The Wild Rose Press


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