That's ok. My enthusiasm's not really dampened. Heck, I'm just lucky I was actually able pin down hard evidence that led me back to someone whose lineage was documented (more or less).

This is just "fun" at this point. To tell you the truth, I was surprised that I didn't find any inbreeding in my own family. I was pretty shocked when I managed to trace both my father and mother's side of the family back to arriving on this continent on Mayflower. As it got closer, I more than half expected to find out that a couple of siblings went their own ways before those two lines met up again.

It just struck me as odd, given the mix of peoples here, that after almost 400 years after arriving here, we're still stuck in the rut of not expanding much beyond the same social circle when it comes to marriage.