It’s funny that my whole life I knew part of where I came from and then the rest was pretty much made up lies, stories or just something to make everyone feel better. The great thing about DNA is that it does not lie. Your genetics will tell your story and if enough people care to find out, you’ll eventually connect the dots. Using Y-DNA testing, I found my paternal line above my father…. Turners. I wrote a bit about this earlier in the year, so if you want a few more details, you’ll need to take a look there. My maternal line is a bit more difficult to find, but slowly and surely I am making progress.
As seen by my featured image, I am roughly 75 percent caucasian to 25 percent african (some trace parts aren’t shown), with part of the caucasian coming 
from my maternal line’s mother, McCoys. It’s the paternal side that I am looking at now, and it has definitely been difficult to find much out about it. Since being on Ancestry, I have spoken with some fourth cousins that don’t have enough of their own history to help and most recently have a second cousin match. This latter match I believe was adopted, perhaps not, but just my guess on the matter. It’s a younger match so I’ll wait for contact.
It’s odd when you get to a certain point that you are basically profiling everyone that is on your matches for certain characteristics. Other services have made it a bit easier to find persons of a certain ethnicity. On Ancestry, you’re basically relying on photos of people and migration groups they may belong to. The latter is not very helpful at times as many people, not just people of color, followed some of the same migration routes. There are other tools, some I’ll explore further shortly, but hopefully this is the year that I get the answers I am seeking.
