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I am about as white as they come here in America. My family tree roots all come from Northern Europe and the UK, and my DNA testing has conclusively proven that I am not as Korean as I once thought I was, after all.
I am about as white as they come here in America. My family tree roots all come from Northern Europe and the UK, and my DNA testing has conclusively proven that I am not as Korean as I once thought I was, after all.
On the first night of their journey, the Hiles get situated, meet a stranger, and begin to appreciate the scenery in all its magnificence.
If there ever was a family member I would have liked to have known better, it would probably have been my great grandmother.
I never really got to know my great grandmother, but I do remember the day she died. It was the first time I ever saw my dad cry.
It’s not just the pretty face. Things just happen to us that we can’t always explain.
My first foray into genealogy and family history occurred when I was a nine-year old fourth grader at John Enders Elementary School in Garden Grove, California. Now let me make it perfectly clear that there is absolutely nothing wrong with being Korean. It’s just that I don’t happen to be one.
It all started back in the early 1990s at University Christian Church in Berkeley, California, but not really …
My first — and last — post here was in 2014 almost five years ago. Okay, so it wasn’t all that short of a break, but I had a reason. Several of them, actually.
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