Just thought I would add to the where are you from issue. Mine is in reverse kinda. A neighbor many years ago laid into me about being whitey, responsible for her peoples attempted genocide. More assuming.... I not so politely told her I was only the second generation to be born in this country... so it's wasn't me or mine. We became close friends after that.
My parents raised me and my brother to believe we are Spanish Basque ... a lifetime of hearing how my father hated the French..... turns out we are French Basque...*snickering
I always knew that . Genetic memory is flawless.
