Before My Beginning
A little about my feisty forebearers and a crazy true story about my parents and a fruitcake. My world did NOT begin with me. It all started with all those old farts before me. I am like all of them, a little bit of each and that's important. Soon you will see why. Like I have told people before, I didn't get crazy all by myself. My favorite photo of me and my dad in the 70s . Yeah, I am a bottle blonde! My mom Evelyn and Dad, the "Col". My Dad's side was descended from nobility, kings and queens, dukes and duchesses of Europe: England, France, Germany, Bavaria, all over the place, and we can prove it. We are even descended from Charlemagne the Emperor of the West. Big deal. But insanity tends to run in those kind of families. I blame them. The ancestor I revere most is one many can claim: Governor William Bradford, the first governor of "Plimoth Colony" in Ma