I'm interested in geneology. There's a whole lot we don't know and all my grandparents are dead. It's possible that my bubbe from Kiev came through Ellis but she never wanted to discuss it with anyone and she died when I was 17. All we know there is she came to get away from the pogroms, when she was 11 with a bunch of other family, most of the whom are dead or we don't know where they are now. We think that side of the family bought a dead person's name to get here so we don't even really know my dad's last name. His sister had started doing some research and then she died. Less than that is known about my father's dad and even less known about my mom's side of the family - her mother was very mentally and physically abusive and may have had depression among other mental illness; my mother and her little sister were told often by their mother how much she hated them and wished they'd never been born, wanted them out of her house etc. So I never met her and she died when I probably about 10.
Especially when he was younger, many times people of both Native and not-Native background assume my dad to be of Native American descent.
He also gets particular scrutiny at airports; he was traveling with my mom once and she recalls how people really kept looking at him that particular time and he was pulled aside and taken somewhere where he had to take everything off - she was ignored altogether-
sometimes I do watch that show - think it's called, "Who Do You Think You Are?"
Especially when he was younger, many times people of both Native and not-Native background assume my dad to be of Native American descent.
He also gets particular scrutiny at airports; he was traveling with my mom once and she recalls how people really kept looking at him that particular time and he was pulled aside and taken somewhere where he had to take everything off - she was ignored altogether-
sometimes I do watch that show - think it's called, "Who Do You Think You Are?"