Never know what will turn up when studying your geneology. I have discovered that my mom had a brother, born before she and he was named Theodore Roosevelt. He was run over by a street car at 4 yrs. old and brought to my Grandmother in a canvas bag. Next, I learned that my step-grandmother was a madame of a whorehouse in Pa. That's not enough - I then learned that my grandfathers brother was a wizard in the KKK. Granddad had the spelling changed on his last name so his customers wouldn't know the connection. At the cemetary we have both spellings. That's on my mom's side. As for my dad's family I haven't found much on them yet. Can you believe there wasn't a quilter amongst them?