Stitching the Threads of Time

Old Scotland, my ancestral roots

“So ya didn’t win the Powerball, my son, whatever that hell that is?”

“Nope. It’s nearing a billion dollars now in cash value. Imagine when someone wins that…”

“One billion dollars? Golly. Back in my day, we’d have to harvest much, much wheat to get that rich.”

If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking?

That we don’t usually eat at the dinner table, but just around the house, on the couch, in front of the TV?

On most nights, it is not a complex meal but something really simple like hotdogs, hamburgers, or spaghetti?

That the only time the house is thoroughly cleaned is when people are coming over?

Still, having my fifth great grandfather William (or whomever it is) over for dinner would be quite an experience. It would be like looking into a history book or seeing an ancestry website come to life. He wouldn’t be black and white or faded like in pictures but would look like a regular person, like any of us today.

I believe this ancestor, which would be from Scotland, Ireland, or England, if I am correct, would be surprised at all the new technology that is available. Wireless internet, television, Blu-ray player, YouTube, blogs? The best thing he probably had hundreds of years ago was quill and parchment and a mule plow on the farm.

I’ve always been interested in my who my late ancestors were and how much they might resemble me after so many years. All humans come from one ancestral line, usually pointing to somewhere in Africa, and split off into different groups at one time in history. Last names were not officially adopted until long after the invention of writing and record keeping. There’s no telling if people with the same last name as me, or variations of it, are related to me somehow, because names are changed all the time and there weren’t any official records back then to prove anything.

Maybe William the Great can spin me a tale from the Old World? And I could spin him a tale from the Modern World? It would make for a great book, I’d say. Maybe I can show him how to play Garry’s Mod, a game I just downloaded today?