Yet Another Intersection!

One thing leads to another. Today I looked at an blog site containing photographs of Marc Chagall's art. I was captivated by the 'flying' in his paintings. Then I looked at the blogger's "About Me" information and discovered she was interested in Gardens of History and 1600s Women and 1700s Women and so forth. Well, for one who is an artist, has always loved clothing (hey, I designed my own paper dolls and their clothing when I was ten years old), this site was worth looking in to. And what DID I find?!

1600s women leads me to Jamestown
and for those who prefer to click on the direct link:
http://b-womeninamericanhistory17.blogspot.com/2012/01/timeline-of-events-leading-to-jamestown.html

I think I'd like meeting this woman!
http://www.blogger.com/profile/15277378178650355645

Anyway, as I am reading down the events leading to Jamestown, I realize that I have two lines that go waaaay back to Jamestown! My maternal grandmother Agnes Morgan's line goes back to Samuel Argall, whose sister was my ancestor Susanna Argall Bathurst. Samuel was the pesky man who kidnapped Pocohontas. I'm sort of related to Pocohontas because there was a Bolling (my ancestor) who married Pocohontas's daughter. She died and my Bolling ancestor remarried and so I descend from the "white" Bollings as they call them. I wish I descended from the "red" Bollings, but I don't. I must've known something was up with all of that as young as eight because Pocohontas was my favorite history lesson. At age eight, I found a kitten which my parents allowed me to adopt. I named her Pocohontas. You see, I just "knew" something even way back then.  And the Bathurst connection? Unbelieveable, but true. As an Air Force officer, I was stationed in the very area where the Bathursts lived, RAF Fairford, lived in Cirencester where Bathurst relatives are buried in the church. I attended that Church, not even realizing cousins were right beside me! I traveled to and from work along the same roads my ancestors had lived 400 years earlier.

But wait, I am not finished! My paternal grandfather's ancestor, Nathaniel Tatum lived in Jamestown. He'd been an orphan in London, England. He managed to find his way over to America. He married and had several children, including Samuel who married a Mary Elizabeth Moore. Their daughter Ann married a Hugh Lee b 1750 and rest is history (for my Lee side anyway).

It's hard to fathom that yet again, the lines of my American ancestry reach so far back that my grandparents' lines lived alongside each other so frequently. I used to wish I had relatives who'd come over recently from more exotic places (Italy, Romania, Greece, Spain). But I guess I'll just have to be satisfied with far reaching American roots.