A Straight Tail
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When my husband's daughter was young, she did a family history project at school. She came home and proudly told us "I'm descended from an Indian princess!" To which we scoffed, because literally everyone born and raised in America is fed that tail. Well, yesterday I was following my husbands line up from his mother, a Woolsey, to the Hendersons, and started working on the Reno side. 'That's interesting,' I thought, as I followed the trail, 'they're French.' Then, when I got to my husband's 9th great grandfather, things got REALLY interesting. He was a man named Martin Chartier, and I was not prepared for what I found! Martin Chartier was born June 1, 1650 in Poitiers (St-Jean-de-Montierneuf), Poitou, France to Rene' Chartier and Madeleine Rangier. from France to Quebec in 1667 when he was 17, joining his paternal grandfather and uncle in Canada, but he wouldn't stay there long. At age 22, in 1672 Martin and his brother Pierre ...