My brother was working on the family line. There was a family story that we had some Cherokee in us from some relative marrying into the tribe. I'd have been about 1/32. At the time, being a breed wasn't something you bragged about. My brother then found some evidence, unprovable, that the Cherokee might have been Freedman Cherokee. That's something altogether different and would have been even more disreputable. 5 years ago, I had my DNA tested and no sign of either Indian or Freedman showed up. I guess that was just one of those family legends with no basis for it.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

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