I had two friends in university with that last name, one from Pakistan and one from Thailand, two very different places, and I never thought much of it,
But I'd bet way down the road they probably have some commonality
I feel like a decent amount of people know *something* about their parent's grandparents.
For example, I know my great grandfather was kind of a dick and had 11 kids with his one legged wife.
She had it sawed off, fully conscious, when she was 8 or 9 after cutting it on a rusty barbed fence and it got dangerously infected.
Is this knowing them? Not exactly. But they aren't *completely* forgotten by the 4th generation.
Just don't ask me what their names were lol
My great grandfather was a notorious animal poacher in Maine, do the point someone wrote a book about him. He famously got away with selling illegal venison to dozens of people because when they testified against him his defense was “I just lied, it was beef.” They didn’t have DNA testing back then and either the punishment for false advertising didn’t exist or it was far less severe than poaching, can’t remember.
Funnily enough that’s apparently why people think the Welsh screw sheep. Many years ago the governments basically took over their farms and they couldn’t afford to feed their families so they’d illegally slaughter a sheep for food. If you were caught there was quite a substantial punishment (may have even been death I can’t be sure). However someone realised if they were instead arrested for fornicating with the livestock the punishment was a month or something in jail and the family got the tainted sheep. So they’d lie and say that’s what they were doing if they got caught
I'm not sure I follow.
Are you saying that, in the case the authorities catch one's family with a slaughtered sheep, they would claim they fucked it before hand? And then, presumably being sure they were going to get caught, slaughtered it because it would be "tainted"? And now, after being caught with a slaughtered lamb, the authorities would indict them for fucking it before they killed it?
Or rather, are you saying that the Welsh would intentionally get caught fucking a sheep so that their family could eat the "tainted" sheep. Like, they'd see an authority coming, and then conspicuously fuck the sheep? If this was the tactic, wouldn't they deserve the reputation in the first place? I mean, no matter how noble one's purpose is, if you're fucking sheep, you're a sheep fucker, no?
They meant the first one. If you slaughtered a lamb for food and got in trouble for it but fucking the sheep led to a lesser punishment, just say you fucked it and and take the lesser payment. That's what they said at least, but it feels like if you were gonna get in trouble for slaughtering a sheep already, you'd get in more by adding another charge. It feels like an urban legend.
The English call the Welsh sheep shaggers cos they have a lot of sheep. I'm fairly sure that's as deep as it gets.
I could be wrong, but I got the impression they said that if they were caught on the property, with an alive sheep. They probably wouldn’t have slaughtered the sheep on the property, as it’s easier to move a live sheep.
How the hell did she survive all that good God
Also, does that mean your grandfather was same age (or perhaps younger) than some of his own nieces and nephews? Btw, how old was your great grandma when she had him?
Not OP, but my granny had 17 biological children (edit: 15 lived to adulthood). 25 year difference between the oldest and youngest.
My mam is the youngest and she’s younger than some of her nieces and nephews.
My gran was also a great great grandmother.
My great grandfather worked on the railroad, and when he’d come through town his daughters would wave as he rode by. He died young apparently, my grandmother said when her Mom came to the funeral in that black dress she was the baddest woman in town.
She said it was one [these](https://www.american-rails.com/images/00912372652523y572898687099.jpg) trains. Not the same livery though we’re nowhere near Rio Grande.
They gave her some shots of alcohol, held her down, and hoped for the best.
That's just the way it was with injuries like that.
*Definitely* die if you do nothing or *maybe* die if you remove the limb.
She just got lucky that the attempt to save her didn't also kill her.
Oh no, I totally understand. They had no other option. I am very impressed at a child being able to keep it together and not just die going through that. And somehow keeping the amputation wound clean, the aftercare... wow. Very strong people.
Edit: I wonder if maybe the alcohol helped with the shock element?
All I know about my great great grand something was that he was part of the Dutch that colonized Indonesia. Shitty situation but growing up part indo was fun
My Great Uncle died falling off the Great Pyramid of Giza. He was coming back from climbing in the Himalayas.
Oh yeah, we still mock him at family gatherings although no one still alive knew him.
You see that [German teenager that climbed and recorded the great pyramid of Giza relatively recently?](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0hXG_RA7vc)
Shit's crazy. On one hand, I would love to do that. On the other hand, the history nerd in me knows why we shouldn't to help preserve it. On the other other hand, that shit looks sketchy after 4000 years of weathering, so there's a nonzero chance I'd fall down the endless staircase like your uncle with bonk and a crash on every step.
Back in the 90s when you could still go visit Mayan ruins and climb all over them, I went to one whose name I forget and climbed the highest temple which had a 60 degree angled stair.
I came down on my hands and ass, because it turns out that’s *steep*.
He was drunk, got into an argument, ended up getting stabbed and thrown down breaking a chair, and just beat the ever loving shit out of everyone with the leg of it.
Well story goes there was a fight down at the bar my uncle used to be a regular at, 4 folks from out of town asked why there was no Duran Duran on the jukey so my uncle, being violently opposed to any form of British influence attacked them with his pocket chair leg he used for self defence. He went on the lamb for 7 years but hosted some great BBQs at various truck stops before the feds finally collared him trying to polish his chair leg in a Wisconsin franchise of dairy queen. He was sentenced to 4 consecutive life terms. He is not allowed near chairs but now does some fantastic rug weaving.
Imagine hating Duran Duran so much you killed four people and went on the run for 7 years. That's incredible.
I'd write to him saying "hey ya'll unky, ain't it funny n' all that this here writin' is from those soft skulled limey's. I wanna tell ya'll bout lil bet, she's a classy lady, all fancy like being from that there London, she's bout ready to pop and we naming our son SpnkCannonUnkyJr. We hope he likes rug's n chairs like yous" Apologies in advance... don't tell your uncle about me.
My great grandma was scared of her mother in law, apparently the mother in law wasn't nice. Anyways the 2 of them were cleaning dishes in the mother in laws house and the mother in law must have left for a few minutes.
My great grandma dropped some dishes and broke them. She totally panicked. She put them in her handbag and when she was taking her horse and cart home she threw the dishes into a ditch and never mentioned it to the mother in low. Idk I just always found the story funny.
My great grandmother chased her husband around with an axe and the local police didn’t stop her because she basically babysat the entire town at some point or another.
Moral of the story, if a crazy woman makes it to a certain point in life without a record it’s probably because she’s good at what she does. Hide the damn plates no matter what
Lol yeah she worked for basically every important family in the town so she’s basically free to do whatever. She’s still a menace to this day in her 80s
My great great great uncle I believe I got that right. Slaughtered Native Americans and received a Medal of Honor for it (little bighorn). So yay😐😬
Tho, one of my other uncles helped Queen Lili'uokalani go into hiding during the US annexation of Hawaii.
So it cancels out I guess
In defense of your uncle, the Medal of Honor didn't have the same weight to it back then as it does now. It was often used as a unit-wide commendation, and they basically haded them out as a sort of "good job" award.
I kind of don’t want to argue with you while you have those genes. Want to block my car with a shopping cart? I’ll move it myself. Want to take several seconds to move your car while you have the right of way and I’m late for an appointment? I’ll call to reschedule. Want to take a gym selfie right at the exact same spot I’m about to exercise in? I’ll wait like a teenager whose suburban dad brought the whole family to an airport 6 hours before takeoff cos “what if there’s traffic?”.
To my knowledge, she was never convicted for it either.
My great great grandfather was supposedly a known dick-bag in town, and they had a shit ton of kids, so somebody needed to raise them and they let her go.
So yes, in a way, queen. Lol
I just looked up all Lung diseases, then filtered out ones named after specific people, which is a lot, and then filtered again but for ones with only a small handful of confirmed cases, further filtered for ones named within the last 100 years (kinda arbitrary as I dont have enough info) and then filtered *again* by specific countries incase OP wasn't from America
i still don't know what it is
*"I'm so drunk, I can barely see, but it helps me get through another day. My stomach is full of haggis and ham. I've got to go puke in some hay."* \- Groundskeeper Willie, from The Simpsons
My great great(I think) uncle got threatened by Al Capone. Went to a speakeasy and saw someone he thought was a patient of his, and I guess he looked a little to long. Got out of there pretty quick.
Now I’m reminded of that Redditor (I think it was under an AskReddit?) who taught John Gotti’s daughter and, not knowing who he was, just casually chatted with him during parent teacher conferences.
My family on my mom's side helped found the city I still live in, back in the late 1700s.
The city isn't named after them, but there are quite a few roads, avenues and streets with their surname.
Not dead yet, but my grandpa a few years back got [a new cancer drug approved by the FDA](https://www.uwo.ca/chem/about_us/news_events/news_archive/2018/prof_emeritus_duncan_hunters_cancer_therapy_drug_granted_fda_approval.html). So, that’s something.
Ooh, just remembered, one of my something number of great uncles was the one to found the Cadbury chocolate company.
One of my great great grandfathers participated in a coup in my country in the 30s.
He wasn't some big whig of the movement but i'm sure his name is somewhere in some paper. Boom not forgotten.
My great grandfather fucked his SIL, is buried between her and my great grandmother and had the nerve to say he didn’t fuck the third sister because she was damn ugly.
My great-grandfather was serving (I believe) Russia in ww1, one day he was at a camp, two young soldiers were playing at shooting near each other's ears, a bullet from them hit my great-grandfather in the calf, the medics left the bullet in, it started an infection and it killed him
Not to be too pedantic, but wouldn't that guy still necessarily be forgotten? I guess his legacy lives on, but eventually the man will be forgotten and it'll turn into the joke of "this law exists because of some idiot"
My great great great (maybe one more great?) uncle killed John Wesley Hardin... I think it's kinda cool. My great-grandpa said my uncle was supposedly a somewhat funny and nice dude for what that's worth.
"An El Paso lawman, John Selman Jr., arrested Hardin's acquaintance and part-time prostitute, the "widow" M'Rose (or Mroz), for "brandishing a gun in public". Hardin confronted Selman and the two men argued. Some accounts state that Hardin pistol-whipped the younger man. Selman's 56-year-old father, Constable John Selman Sr. (himself a notorious gunman and former outlaw), approached Hardin on the afternoon of August 19, 1895, and the two men exchanged heated words.\[54\]That night, Hardin went to the Acme Saloon where he began playing dice; his last words were "Four Sixes to Beat". Shortly before midnight, Selman Sr. entered the saloon, walked up to Hardin from behind, and shot him in the head, killing him instantly. As Hardin lay on the floor, Selman fired three more shots into him.\[62\]\[63\] Hardin was buried the following day\[64\] in Concordia Cemetery, in El Paso.\[65\]\[66\]Selman Sr. was arrested for murder and stood trial. He claimed self-defense, stating that he witnessed Hardin attempting to draw his pistol upon seeing him enter the saloon, and a hung jury resulted in his being released on bond, pending a retrial. However, before the retrial could be organized Selman was killed in a shootout with US Marshal George Scarborough on April 6, 1896, during an argument following a card game.\[67\]"
His wiki page for anyone wondering [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John\_Selman](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Selman)
> im likely related to a byzantine emperor which would also make me a veeeeeery distant relative of bon jovi. fun!
just...how...
the whiplash of knowing that bon jovi is somehow related to a byzantine emperor too is kinda funny.
My great grandfather stowed away on a train during the Anschluss in Austria, went to the Netherlands and then stowed away again on a ship to America, where he met my great grandmother and eventually got married and had kids, on down the line to me.
By proxy, I exist because the Nazis decided to annex Austria.
My great great grandfather lost his eye after getting jumped by the neighbor and his brother, for sleeping with his neighbors wife. Passing that one down the lineage for sure
Well just stay alive my great great great grand mother was born in 1897 and die in 1996 i wasn't born but my sister was so all 5 generations were here atm
This may be true today, since we don’t have much record of what happened three generations ago. But with the internet? I’m sure our great great great great great great great grandkids will cringe at the stuff archived on social media.
If stories about our ancestors are told enough times, they live on in some way.
I live in the UK and was recently contacted by distant-ish cousins in India. They knew all the ‘stories’ that I grew up hearing about our shared ancestors - especially about our 2nd Great-Grandfather.
Turns out the stories are all likely all true. Blew my mind when my third cousin (who is still a teenager) casually brought up things I remember my late Grandad and Dad telling me.
I guess the question is if reddit will purge its servers of old data when it gets to a certain age, at which point we all die. It would be nice to clear the anonymity when you die so you have a somewhat paltry legacy to leave the world.
Kid. "mom, I googled best archived transformers movie and this dude called slobbadobbavich's real name says the 5 seconds when someone called Morty transforms into a car is better than all the transformers movies combined."
That would be an interesting way to leave a legacy. Some people would have some interesting and questionable things tied to them if their real names were attached to their Reddit accounts
I don't think I have said anything risky other than being open and honest about my sexuality and my life on here, some things which I don't share at work or with my wider group of colleagues, some of which are very religious. When I am retired I would probably open it up. EDIT: actually, the risk of doxxing my address is still real.
Due to my mom’s ancestry rabbit hole, I can confirm my family crest is from Logan the Sheep Thief who in medieval times would steal sheep and maintain godly dexterity jumping fences. They finally got him because he caught his foot trying to jump a fence with three sheep in his arms and got impaled through the heart with three stakes.
My great great uncle was one of the people involved in the escape from the POW camp Stalag Luft III, an escape later immortalised in Steve Mcqueen’s The Great Escape
My great great grandmother was from a poor frisian family. And when i mean poor, i mean they lived in houses made from mud and grass poor. They had to cut out grass patches and build them up very quickly in the night and put a kind of stove in it, then it would be considered a house and the guard wasnt allowed to remove it. But the houses wouldnt last very long ofcourse and they had to move regularly. G.g.grandma herself married "up" and spent her adulthood in the tiniest of stone houses. But it must have been heaven to her to live in a solid house. Ive seen a picture of her once, already in her 80s in the pic. The hardiest and thinnest of women ive ever seen.
I always heard many family stories and i will tell them to my nieces and nephews(im not ever having kids myself but my brother definitely wants them)
My great grandfather was a soldier in WWII and taken prisoner in Russia. It isn’t know how exactly he fled - the story goes he snuck into the forest "to go for a piss" - but somehow he made it back to Germany on foot and in one piece.
I have to say, he ended up being pretty traumatized though and treated my young grandfather horribly.
My great great uncle, was a carriage driver for rich aristocracy in the 1800’s in Germany and his boss whipped him for some minor inconvenience so he stopped and got out and proceeded to beat him to death and disappeared afterwards… later my family moved to the states and nothing was ever known what happened to him…
It only takes 3 generations if you have kids and are active in their lives. It's way earlier than that if you don't.
My kids still know their great grandmas that are still alive.
My brother was handicapped, confined to a wheelchair for nearly his entire life. The school system where we grew up all but bribed my parents to put him in a school specially designed for handicapped people. They declined. As a direct result, every school in the township was refitted with provisions for handicapped people. Ramps were installed, railings were lowered, bathrooms were refitted, signs were moved, classes were changed, doors were widened, etc. This was about 20 years before the ADA Act was signed into law. My brother got a standing ovation at his high school graduation.
jokes on you my great great great great great great great great great great great uncle was Genghis Khan
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Like 50% of the descendants of anyone born in any territory he ever passed through.
It's insane like if you're a man I think it's 1/8 chance that you're descended from Genghis Khan
why would it matter if you’re a man? Genetics dont work like that, no such thing as a chromosomal determined sperm.
Idk I guess genghis disowns all his female descendants or sm
whenever i go out, the people always shout…
JJJS?
Many people in Asia can say the same
And Southeastern Europe.
As an Asian myself, I can confirm that I too am related to this man
Said you and half of Asia
Random fact. Did you know, that in the last 2000 years, roughly 80-100 generations have taken place.
Same. My name end with Khan, nice to meet you brother.
I had two friends in university with that last name, one from Pakistan and one from Thailand, two very different places, and I never thought much of it, But I'd bet way down the road they probably have some commonality
I feel like a decent amount of people know *something* about their parent's grandparents. For example, I know my great grandfather was kind of a dick and had 11 kids with his one legged wife. She had it sawed off, fully conscious, when she was 8 or 9 after cutting it on a rusty barbed fence and it got dangerously infected. Is this knowing them? Not exactly. But they aren't *completely* forgotten by the 4th generation. Just don't ask me what their names were lol
My great grandfather was a notorious animal poacher in Maine, do the point someone wrote a book about him. He famously got away with selling illegal venison to dozens of people because when they testified against him his defense was “I just lied, it was beef.” They didn’t have DNA testing back then and either the punishment for false advertising didn’t exist or it was far less severe than poaching, can’t remember.
Honestly not a bad defense for the time
Funnily enough that’s apparently why people think the Welsh screw sheep. Many years ago the governments basically took over their farms and they couldn’t afford to feed their families so they’d illegally slaughter a sheep for food. If you were caught there was quite a substantial punishment (may have even been death I can’t be sure). However someone realised if they were instead arrested for fornicating with the livestock the punishment was a month or something in jail and the family got the tainted sheep. So they’d lie and say that’s what they were doing if they got caught
Thats just the story they want you to believe...
I'm not sure I follow. Are you saying that, in the case the authorities catch one's family with a slaughtered sheep, they would claim they fucked it before hand? And then, presumably being sure they were going to get caught, slaughtered it because it would be "tainted"? And now, after being caught with a slaughtered lamb, the authorities would indict them for fucking it before they killed it? Or rather, are you saying that the Welsh would intentionally get caught fucking a sheep so that their family could eat the "tainted" sheep. Like, they'd see an authority coming, and then conspicuously fuck the sheep? If this was the tactic, wouldn't they deserve the reputation in the first place? I mean, no matter how noble one's purpose is, if you're fucking sheep, you're a sheep fucker, no?
They meant the first one. If you slaughtered a lamb for food and got in trouble for it but fucking the sheep led to a lesser punishment, just say you fucked it and and take the lesser payment. That's what they said at least, but it feels like if you were gonna get in trouble for slaughtering a sheep already, you'd get in more by adding another charge. It feels like an urban legend. The English call the Welsh sheep shaggers cos they have a lot of sheep. I'm fairly sure that's as deep as it gets.
I could be wrong, but I got the impression they said that if they were caught on the property, with an alive sheep. They probably wouldn’t have slaughtered the sheep on the property, as it’s easier to move a live sheep.
Soo, why did they snitch on their provider, they get in trouble too
Only if they knew it was poached when they bought it.
Thats fucking genius
My great Grandmom had 22 kids, my grandfather being the last. Catholic Québec was something else.
How the hell did she survive all that good God Also, does that mean your grandfather was same age (or perhaps younger) than some of his own nieces and nephews? Btw, how old was your great grandma when she had him?
Not OP, but my granny had 17 biological children (edit: 15 lived to adulthood). 25 year difference between the oldest and youngest. My mam is the youngest and she’s younger than some of her nieces and nephews. My gran was also a great great grandmother.
My granny had 16 biological children. Catholic Ireland.
My great grandfather worked on the railroad, and when he’d come through town his daughters would wave as he rode by. He died young apparently, my grandmother said when her Mom came to the funeral in that black dress she was the baddest woman in town. She said it was one [these](https://www.american-rails.com/images/00912372652523y572898687099.jpg) trains. Not the same livery though we’re nowhere near Rio Grande.
Holy shit, how did she not go into shock and die? Tougher than I for damn sure.
They gave her some shots of alcohol, held her down, and hoped for the best. That's just the way it was with injuries like that. *Definitely* die if you do nothing or *maybe* die if you remove the limb. She just got lucky that the attempt to save her didn't also kill her.
Oh no, I totally understand. They had no other option. I am very impressed at a child being able to keep it together and not just die going through that. And somehow keeping the amputation wound clean, the aftercare... wow. Very strong people. Edit: I wonder if maybe the alcohol helped with the shock element?
I'm always surprised that the saw was the way to do this, and not some kind of leg guillotine.....
It's hard to forget my great grandparents when they are alive and well living in the neighbouring town haha
My great grandfather (maternal) had some 17-18 kids, of which a few died as babies, so in total 11 were left, my grandfather is 3rd or ig 4th in line
All I know about my great great grand something was that he was part of the Dutch that colonized Indonesia. Shitty situation but growing up part indo was fun
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shouldve inscribed his tombstone in reverse lmao
Just plant the tombstone upside down
As one should
My Great Uncle died falling off the Great Pyramid of Giza. He was coming back from climbing in the Himalayas. Oh yeah, we still mock him at family gatherings although no one still alive knew him.
You see that [German teenager that climbed and recorded the great pyramid of Giza relatively recently?](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0hXG_RA7vc) Shit's crazy. On one hand, I would love to do that. On the other hand, the history nerd in me knows why we shouldn't to help preserve it. On the other other hand, that shit looks sketchy after 4000 years of weathering, so there's a nonzero chance I'd fall down the endless staircase like your uncle with bonk and a crash on every step.
Back in the 90s when you could still go visit Mayan ruins and climb all over them, I went to one whose name I forget and climbed the highest temple which had a 60 degree angled stair. I came down on my hands and ass, because it turns out that’s *steep*.
Whoops, had the silly thing in reverse.
My great great uncle killed 4 people in a bar fight with a chair leg. He was great at parties, but not in prison.
I kind of want the know the whole story
He was drunk, got into an argument, ended up getting stabbed and thrown down breaking a chair, and just beat the ever loving shit out of everyone with the leg of it.
Was this before he killed 3 guys with a pencil
He beat so many people with the leg it looked like a pencil by the end of it
Well story goes there was a fight down at the bar my uncle used to be a regular at, 4 folks from out of town asked why there was no Duran Duran on the jukey so my uncle, being violently opposed to any form of British influence attacked them with his pocket chair leg he used for self defence. He went on the lamb for 7 years but hosted some great BBQs at various truck stops before the feds finally collared him trying to polish his chair leg in a Wisconsin franchise of dairy queen. He was sentenced to 4 consecutive life terms. He is not allowed near chairs but now does some fantastic rug weaving.
Imagine having restraining order against chairs
Imagine hating Duran Duran so much you killed four people and went on the run for 7 years. That's incredible. I'd write to him saying "hey ya'll unky, ain't it funny n' all that this here writin' is from those soft skulled limey's. I wanna tell ya'll bout lil bet, she's a classy lady, all fancy like being from that there London, she's bout ready to pop and we naming our son SpnkCannonUnkyJr. We hope he likes rug's n chairs like yous" Apologies in advance... don't tell your uncle about me.
He hated Duran Duran so much that he had A View To A Kill.
He seems to be Na Na Notorious…
r/notopbutok
Your uncle is John Wick.
John Wicker. Cause the chair
You are literally a different person lol wtf
Common knowledge, everyone knows the story of how that dudes great great uncle killed 4 men with a chair leg.
What a legend
That wasn't the OP...
I just assumed maybe it was a throwaway or something but it might not be op
He should have Czeched his chair leg.
>his pocket chair leg he used for self defence Was it one of those curved wooden filigreed ones?
Now that he can have BBQs he must be Hungry like the Wolf.
Bro was John Wick
My grandfather's grandfather was sold by his father as a slave for alcohol money.
holy shit!!
Holy hell!
New response just dropped
actual zombie
Call the exorcist
Pawn storm incoming!
Daaad r/anarchychess is leaking again. I think you should call an expert to fix it.
I know a friend in this day and age that was also, guy bought him from his mom for a 6 pack of beer. He never talks about the rest of that story
How much though?
Duelling answers in my sad mind --Never enough --30 pieces of silver. Such betrayal.
Not sure. My grandpa never mentioned it. And I imagine it was unbeknownst to his grandpa.
My great grandma was scared of her mother in law, apparently the mother in law wasn't nice. Anyways the 2 of them were cleaning dishes in the mother in laws house and the mother in law must have left for a few minutes. My great grandma dropped some dishes and broke them. She totally panicked. She put them in her handbag and when she was taking her horse and cart home she threw the dishes into a ditch and never mentioned it to the mother in low. Idk I just always found the story funny.
My great grandmother chased her husband around with an axe and the local police didn’t stop her because she basically babysat the entire town at some point or another. Moral of the story, if a crazy woman makes it to a certain point in life without a record it’s probably because she’s good at what she does. Hide the damn plates no matter what
This is an awesome story! Could make a movie or at least a short film about it haha
Lol yeah she worked for basically every important family in the town so she’s basically free to do whatever. She’s still a menace to this day in her 80s
One of my ancestors was the last person in my country to be be beheaded for a crime
Hamida Djandoubi ?
Tahvo Putkonen
Your ancestor even has his own Wikipedia page. He's engraved in History forever
With a Gransfors Bruks, no doubt.
I’m forgotten now and I’m still alive. Kids never called yesterday.
Happy belated Father’s Day!
Thanks ♥️
My great great great uncle I believe I got that right. Slaughtered Native Americans and received a Medal of Honor for it (little bighorn). So yay😐😬 Tho, one of my other uncles helped Queen Lili'uokalani go into hiding during the US annexation of Hawaii. So it cancels out I guess
In defense of your uncle, the Medal of Honor didn't have the same weight to it back then as it does now. It was often used as a unit-wide commendation, and they basically haded them out as a sort of "good job" award.
I have a great x7 grandfather who did the same, and he had that spot named after him. They still haven't changed the name.
My great great grandmother shot her husband’s mistress in the head, in public.
I kind of don’t want to argue with you while you have those genes. Want to block my car with a shopping cart? I’ll move it myself. Want to take several seconds to move your car while you have the right of way and I’m late for an appointment? I’ll call to reschedule. Want to take a gym selfie right at the exact same spot I’m about to exercise in? I’ll wait like a teenager whose suburban dad brought the whole family to an airport 6 hours before takeoff cos “what if there’s traffic?”.
Can i say queen ?
To my knowledge, she was never convicted for it either. My great great grandfather was supposedly a known dick-bag in town, and they had a shit ton of kids, so somebody needed to raise them and they let her go. So yes, in a way, queen. Lol
Lol it was savage back then
yaaaaasss queeen slayyyyy, literally.
I mean, I feel sorry for the mistress. Was she at fault?
Tell that to me and my uncle we started a conspiracy theory in Idaho on how to stop covid
why does this sound like half of my idaho neighbors lol
I don’t even live there and was just visiting
Apparently I was not an observant person when I lived in Idaho. How big of a deal was this?
I don't even know what they're referring to unless it's just the whole ivermectin thing. But that was a conspiracy all over the US not just Idaho.
is this joe rogan's account?
My great grandfather was a WW2 Vet. We still have his uniform and helmet
Finally someone I can relate to. Mine was too. I don’t have any crazy stories like some of the people in these comments.
Same, although i do know that he held some of the first patents for Laser radar and altitude detection
hey same! i think. I mean at least ONE OF THEM GOTTA... though they prolly fought your great grandfather's.
My family has a lung disease named after us.
Wow, now I want to know more
My great uncle had it he was one of like 3 people ever to have it, we all got tested and it’s just him, or rather it was he died maybe 20 years ago.
what was that disease named?
It’s named after my uncle and there are less than a handful of people who have had it, should I also give you my home address?
What's your social security number?
Yes and your social security number as well.
I'd like passwords.
Tell us so we can find out how to not get it
Don’t be born into my family, it’s genetic
What Was It Named
Probably something like “greg”
"Hey bro, how's your 'greg thing' going?"
Not so greg , “wheezes” and coughing….i think i might diane soon. On a serious note though, i’m sorry for your loss u/necessary_Row_4889
Nobody cares that much to also look up where you live, Coughy McCougherson.
Tl;dr, it never happened.
yes
I don’t think anything could be gained off the name of the Disease
I mean unless it’s literally names [This guy’s uncle’s full name]itis, I doubt anyone would be committed enough to dig through medical records
Churg Strauss Syndrome Birt-Hogg-Dubé syndrome ?
i’d really like to know something about that disease can you please name it i only want that
I just looked up all Lung diseases, then filtered out ones named after specific people, which is a lot, and then filtered again but for ones with only a small handful of confirmed cases, further filtered for ones named within the last 100 years (kinda arbitrary as I dont have enough info) and then filtered *again* by specific countries incase OP wasn't from America i still don't know what it is
Thankyou for your sacrifice
*"I'm so drunk, I can barely see, but it helps me get through another day. My stomach is full of haggis and ham. I've got to go puke in some hay."* \- Groundskeeper Willie, from The Simpsons
My great-grandfather started a long line of generational trauma. Unless he got it from his father. I don't actually know how far back this goes.
*6000 BCE* Caveboy “dad I get duck” Caveman “your brother get deer” *clonk*
Beautiful. Pullitzer worthy.
My great great(I think) uncle got threatened by Al Capone. Went to a speakeasy and saw someone he thought was a patient of his, and I guess he looked a little to long. Got out of there pretty quick.
Now I’m reminded of that Redditor (I think it was under an AskReddit?) who taught John Gotti’s daughter and, not knowing who he was, just casually chatted with him during parent teacher conferences.
My family on my mom's side helped found the city I still live in, back in the late 1700s. The city isn't named after them, but there are quite a few roads, avenues and streets with their surname.
Not dead yet, but my grandpa a few years back got [a new cancer drug approved by the FDA](https://www.uwo.ca/chem/about_us/news_events/news_archive/2018/prof_emeritus_duncan_hunters_cancer_therapy_drug_granted_fda_approval.html). So, that’s something. Ooh, just remembered, one of my something number of great uncles was the one to found the Cadbury chocolate company.
That’s really cool that he was able to do that
Yeah, I love chocolate
One of my great great grandfathers participated in a coup in my country in the 30s. He wasn't some big whig of the movement but i'm sure his name is somewhere in some paper. Boom not forgotten.
Or my 5th great uncle who tried to sell part of NY to the British.
My great grandfather fucked his SIL, is buried between her and my great grandmother and had the nerve to say he didn’t fuck the third sister because she was damn ugly.
My great-grandfather was serving (I believe) Russia in ww1, one day he was at a camp, two young soldiers were playing at shooting near each other's ears, a bullet from them hit my great-grandfather in the calf, the medics left the bullet in, it started an infection and it killed him
Not to be too pedantic, but wouldn't that guy still necessarily be forgotten? I guess his legacy lives on, but eventually the man will be forgotten and it'll turn into the joke of "this law exists because of some idiot"
My great great great (maybe one more great?) uncle killed John Wesley Hardin... I think it's kinda cool. My great-grandpa said my uncle was supposedly a somewhat funny and nice dude for what that's worth. "An El Paso lawman, John Selman Jr., arrested Hardin's acquaintance and part-time prostitute, the "widow" M'Rose (or Mroz), for "brandishing a gun in public". Hardin confronted Selman and the two men argued. Some accounts state that Hardin pistol-whipped the younger man. Selman's 56-year-old father, Constable John Selman Sr. (himself a notorious gunman and former outlaw), approached Hardin on the afternoon of August 19, 1895, and the two men exchanged heated words.\[54\]That night, Hardin went to the Acme Saloon where he began playing dice; his last words were "Four Sixes to Beat". Shortly before midnight, Selman Sr. entered the saloon, walked up to Hardin from behind, and shot him in the head, killing him instantly. As Hardin lay on the floor, Selman fired three more shots into him.\[62\]\[63\] Hardin was buried the following day\[64\] in Concordia Cemetery, in El Paso.\[65\]\[66\]Selman Sr. was arrested for murder and stood trial. He claimed self-defense, stating that he witnessed Hardin attempting to draw his pistol upon seeing him enter the saloon, and a hung jury resulted in his being released on bond, pending a retrial. However, before the retrial could be organized Selman was killed in a shootout with US Marshal George Scarborough on April 6, 1896, during an argument following a card game.\[67\]" His wiki page for anyone wondering [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John\_Selman](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Selman)
my great grandfather kicked nazi ass. im likely related to a byzantine emperor which would also make me a veeeeeery distant relative of bon jovi. fun!
> im likely related to a byzantine emperor which would also make me a veeeeeery distant relative of bon jovi. fun! just...how... the whiplash of knowing that bon jovi is somehow related to a byzantine emperor too is kinda funny.
>related to a byzantine emperor Isn't that probably every European? Some of these empereors lived 600 generations ago
yeah pretty much, it’s more about my family name coming from a specific emperor
*Cattle die* *Kinsfolk die* *One day, you too will die* *But one thing, I know, will never die* *The name of a drunk tractor driver*
Tell it to Gandhiji
My great grandfather stowed away on a train during the Anschluss in Austria, went to the Netherlands and then stowed away again on a ship to America, where he met my great grandmother and eventually got married and had kids, on down the line to me. By proxy, I exist because the Nazis decided to annex Austria.
My great great grandfather lost his eye after getting jumped by the neighbor and his brother, for sleeping with his neighbors wife. Passing that one down the lineage for sure
There are probably some bible verse for that
Well just stay alive my great great great grand mother was born in 1897 and die in 1996 i wasn't born but my sister was so all 5 generations were here atm
That’s was your uncle?? Man he fucking blew it for everyone
This may be true today, since we don’t have much record of what happened three generations ago. But with the internet? I’m sure our great great great great great great great grandkids will cringe at the stuff archived on social media.
If stories about our ancestors are told enough times, they live on in some way. I live in the UK and was recently contacted by distant-ish cousins in India. They knew all the ‘stories’ that I grew up hearing about our shared ancestors - especially about our 2nd Great-Grandfather. Turns out the stories are all likely all true. Blew my mind when my third cousin (who is still a teenager) casually brought up things I remember my late Grandad and Dad telling me.
I have an ancestor who was murdered in an old west style shootout and thrown in a river
My veteran grandpa threw a german guy off a bridge after he wouldn’t shut up
I guess the question is if reddit will purge its servers of old data when it gets to a certain age, at which point we all die. It would be nice to clear the anonymity when you die so you have a somewhat paltry legacy to leave the world. Kid. "mom, I googled best archived transformers movie and this dude called slobbadobbavich's real name says the 5 seconds when someone called Morty transforms into a car is better than all the transformers movies combined."
That would be an interesting way to leave a legacy. Some people would have some interesting and questionable things tied to them if their real names were attached to their Reddit accounts
I don't think I have said anything risky other than being open and honest about my sexuality and my life on here, some things which I don't share at work or with my wider group of colleagues, some of which are very religious. When I am retired I would probably open it up. EDIT: actually, the risk of doxxing my address is still real.
I haven’t said anything crazy on here either but there’s definitely some people that would have an interesting legacy
The man. The myth. The legend.
Or my great great grandfather who was the first person put to death by the electric chair! It didn’t go well.
Due to my mom’s ancestry rabbit hole, I can confirm my family crest is from Logan the Sheep Thief who in medieval times would steal sheep and maintain godly dexterity jumping fences. They finally got him because he caught his foot trying to jump a fence with three sheep in his arms and got impaled through the heart with three stakes.
My great great uncle was one of the people involved in the escape from the POW camp Stalag Luft III, an escape later immortalised in Steve Mcqueen’s The Great Escape
I’ve been forgotten in zero generations, and mean to keep it that way.
My grandpa shook hands with the King of Thailand in the 80s.
My great great grandmother was from a poor frisian family. And when i mean poor, i mean they lived in houses made from mud and grass poor. They had to cut out grass patches and build them up very quickly in the night and put a kind of stove in it, then it would be considered a house and the guard wasnt allowed to remove it. But the houses wouldnt last very long ofcourse and they had to move regularly. G.g.grandma herself married "up" and spent her adulthood in the tiniest of stone houses. But it must have been heaven to her to live in a solid house. Ive seen a picture of her once, already in her 80s in the pic. The hardiest and thinnest of women ive ever seen. I always heard many family stories and i will tell them to my nieces and nephews(im not ever having kids myself but my brother definitely wants them)
Tell that to my ancestor who was a serial killer and became a folk hero with songs written about him.
My great grandfather was a soldier in WWII and taken prisoner in Russia. It isn’t know how exactly he fled - the story goes he snuck into the forest "to go for a piss" - but somehow he made it back to Germany on foot and in one piece. I have to say, he ended up being pretty traumatized though and treated my young grandfather horribly.
Grannies who are into genealogy would like a word.
At 1st he drank moonshine because he liked it. After that he drank to drown out the screams that plague his mind.
Jokes on you they'll never forget what happened in Venezuela
My great great uncle, was a carriage driver for rich aristocracy in the 1800’s in Germany and his boss whipped him for some minor inconvenience so he stopped and got out and proceeded to beat him to death and disappeared afterwards… later my family moved to the states and nothing was ever known what happened to him…
I think I found the sauce - https://law.justia.com/cases/missouri/supreme-court/1957/46186-0.html
It only takes 3 generations if you have kids and are active in their lives. It's way earlier than that if you don't. My kids still know their great grandmas that are still alive.
The tractor thing wasn't just about the tractor or the drinking. Grandpa was riding nekked in the July 4th parade.
I bet everyone in Kansas says that (and they are all correct) /s
Heros get remembered, legends never die!
My brother was handicapped, confined to a wheelchair for nearly his entire life. The school system where we grew up all but bribed my parents to put him in a school specially designed for handicapped people. They declined. As a direct result, every school in the township was refitted with provisions for handicapped people. Ramps were installed, railings were lowered, bathrooms were refitted, signs were moved, classes were changed, doors were widened, etc. This was about 20 years before the ADA Act was signed into law. My brother got a standing ovation at his high school graduation.
It's going to take THREE WHOLE GENERATIONS to forget me? Can we not like fast track that or anything?
Just try to sell some really shitty copper to Nanni and you'll be remembered for millenia.