While standing on the kitchen counter and scrubbing the walls with sugar soap (It's yellow and viscous ) I had to clear out all of the clutter in the kitchen.

I came across lots of things that I didn't know we had and spiders...lots of spiders which provoked much shrieking hopping and flapping of hands (I'm a girl, I'm allowed) and near misses of falling (standing on the counter remember)

We had an old framed picture of my paternal great great grandfather. He travelled to America several times, working his passage each time. He wasn't a sailor.

When I asked my father he was curiously stum on the man but said he was "reputedly eccentric" So, definitely related to that dude. My mother noted that I resemble him. I don't think I could grow a beard quite as impressive though.

Isn't family history fun though. I have a great-uncle who was a fascist. He named his calves after famous dictators. He's on the maternal side so I'm getting it form both sides along with the wooden leg.