What Drives Mr. Jack

I’ve located ancestors back to the year 450. Yes, that’s right, 450 A.D. Our earliest family records show us chumming around with St. Patrick in Ireland.

And, ship records indicate that we helped found one of the earliest American colonies way back in 1651. Things get really exciting when in 1775, my ancestor used a rope to escape from a prison tower, jumped aboard a ship headed for American and soon found himself embroiled in the Revolutionary War. He became Commissary of Spies under General George Washington. Look him up, Joseph James Trenor.

His grandson, my great-great grandfather, fought in the Civil War. I currently live on the battlefield where he was killed. His son’s name, J. A. Alexander, is chiseled on the cornerstone of a courthouse in Mississippi. 

 Branches of our family tree lived across the road from and knew Andrew Jackson. Mark Twain hangs from a branch. So does a survivor of the Titanic. We’ve been in both world Wars, Viet Nam and Desert Storm. 

We’ve been mayors, state representatives and attended the birth of Elvis Presley.
I am an American, a child of America. It’s been said that only six degrees of separation are between many of us. It’s true! It was posting and sharing my findings that led me to the discoveries mentioned above. 

Now, what about you. Where are you from? Who are your ancestors? What amazing stories, human treasures, are just six degrees away from where you now sit?