Well, what do you know. After all these years, come to find out I'm Klamath.
Am I going to look up my relatives?
NO.
I was adopted. This seems to be a subject of intense interest for other people. They think I must be obsessed with finding out about my background. That I feel like a lost lamb. The biggest and most incorrect assumption, though, is that I must be heartbroken wondering Why My Family Didn't Want Me.
I do not care. I mean come on. That shit happened when I was a baby. It's like asking a cat why it isn't interested in Australia. I have no memories around which to construct any feelings, so I didn't.
I did not expect this information to have any effect on me, but it has. Suddenly, and for the first time in my life, I have a people, and they've been here for thirteen thousand years and probably more; so I have a land, too. It's Southern Oregon.
This really pleases me.
I had to look up the Klamath, obviously. Not great travellers, it seems. They lived for thousands of years around a few lakes and rivers and never knew the Pacific Ocean existed.
ReplyDeleteI expect your next recipe post witll involve Lomatium canbyi and Sagittaria cuneata... Jx
I am gathering dentalium shells even now! XOO
DeleteWell done you, sweetpea! The MITM and I used Ancestry to trace both our families. Results were not surprising, but very interesting. xoxo
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DeleteI really am glad you only got increased happiness from the news. But you need to be more interested in Australia. I'm not, but you should be.
ReplyDeleteOh I see. Do as I say not as I do.
ReplyDeleteThe most important thing is to be happy with yourself, who you are and where ever you come from.
ReplyDeleteI think you are and I think being Klamath is pretty damn cool.
XOO!!!
DeleteBugger! I will have to go back at least 8000 years to find common ancestors
ReplyDeleteAs always, I love you desperately, Mr. Scurra!
DeleteYou are great.
ReplyDeleteOh how I love you XO
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