Over the Next Hill

Since the beginning of time, humankind has wondered what was beyond the next hill.

That’s why our genetic makeup is so varied. That’s why some are surprised when they use popular sites, such as Ancestry.com and 23 and Me. You could have more German heritage, than your German citizen friend.

My step-daughters allegedly had a Native American great-grandmother on their biological father’s side of the family. His genetic report showed no such DNA evidence. This was a topic of conversation over the Holidays.

My wife, previously a skeptic, had her DNA checked and found a small percentage of Native American ancestry. My two grandsons have known Hispanic heritage. One of them had a much larger percentage, than the other.

What will my DNA reveal? Will it be different from that of my sister? Will the information conflict with what I was told growing up? My curiosity has been aroused.

Generations

It’s consistently warm now.  Summer is unofficially here on the Gulf Coast.  The bugs are back.  The latest generation is hungrier, more annoying than ever.

Twisted logic becomes more twisted everyday.  The latest version more twisted than the last.  Your nose assaulted the end of my fist.  Your parked car collided with mine.  The Civil War, was taught in the South, as Wars of Northern Aggression.

Events interpreted to fit agendas; portrayed one group of humans as less than human; shirked responsibilities.   Then it became more complicated.  Well maybe your ancestors did things that should never have been?  Maybe they did?  Maybe they didn’t?

If that were true–which ancestors should I blame?  Since I’m part English, Irish, German, Austrian, Dutch, and Native American.  Native Americans drew the shortest straw–in my opinion.  As far as I’m concerned, it’s either all or none.

Generations past wouldn’t understand any of this.  I have no right to judge them in the twenty-first century.  They were smarter than given credit for–lived through both World Wars.  Most of us wouldn’t have the gumption to endure their hardships.

Are humans more important in the broad scheme of the universe than mere insects?  Somehow, I doubt it.  There are a lot more insects on this planet than humans.  I need more insect repellant.

 

PRETTY PRAIRIE

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Treat the earth well: It was not given to you by your parents, It was loaned to you by your children.  We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children.
–Ancient Native American Proverb–  

Homesteaders
From, Philadelphia
Boston, Roanoke
Other points east
Answered, the
Meadowlark’s call
To the heartland’s
Rolling meadows
Where prairie grasses
Waved, in the wind

To relax in shade
Of cottonwoods
And, sycamores
That grew, along
The banks, of lazy
Flowing, rivers
And, streams
Bountiful sources
Of fish and game

And such, a
Twenty-first
Century, bargain
It was–listed at
99,000, for a prime
Prairie, half-acre
Near, the seventh
Hole putting green