through dear Aunt Ada.

The hysterical fun of genealogy, or—kissing cousins and worse. It seems 2Oth-great-grandfather Ralph’s father Henry was also related to 20-times-removed Aunt Ada’s stepfather or something like, and the genealogy program wants to take the blood relation of Aunt Ada as more important than the relationship between my 21st-great-grandfather Henry and his own son Ralph, because, yes, 19 times removed is one mathematical step closer than 21 times removed, even if he’s a half first cousin at that remove, rather than a direct great-great-great, etc.-grandfather in line with ME.

Making matters EVEN worse, that’s my

    father’s

side of the family. On my MOTHER’s side, at several centuries’ remove and completely unexpected, we located a line of ascent going up from one Mary, sweet child, daughter of Captain Humphrey, wife unknown, who is HIMSELF a direct descendant (through another brother of a large family at generation 6) of the SAME 21st-great-grandfather Henry.

Not only that, but Henry is ALSO himself my 20th-great-grandfather in yet another line, because of cousin-marriage, and that line, over centuries, tending to procreate just a little younger than the other one. [You have two grandparents, four great-grandparents, 8 great-great [or 2nd-great] grandparents, and by the time you get to the 20th-great, your number of 20th-great grandparents is quite large—somebody want to work that out? Neighbors married neighbors, people stayed in the same villages, and it just got worse and worse, my friends, until it became a complete tangle. I believe in five more generations, ie, by the 25th, I am likely related to everyone in England.

Jane and I are, by best calculations of the same program, 20th degree cousins…BOTH of us related to Ralph and Henry, or at least to their ancestor Humphrey, not to be confused with Captain Humphrey, but then—we haven’t gotten the Pierces we’re pretty sure we have in common.