I dunno if this thread will be very popular, but I thought it was an interesting idea to learn facts about where we came from, what type of backgrounds we have, and what our families are like.
I guess I'll start with my grandparents, since before that is pretty much a mystery!
Well, my dads' side are fully British. And my mothers' side has tints of Polish blood in. My Polish grandfather was an RAF pilot in WWII. He met my grandmother in the army. After the war, my grandfather travelled to many different places, and din't have much time for his family. They lived in a big, expensive three floor house, which one of my uncles unherited after my grandmother died. My grandfather died many years before I was born, so I never met him, nor know much about him at all. My mother doesn't even know much about him, apart from the fact he had many medals from his pilotting job in the RAF all those years ago. After my grandfather died, my grandmother became somewhat unstable. And after she died, she was meant to have left my mother a sum of money, which she never got before my grandmothers' will was supposedly changed just before she died. My grandparents were rich people, as are many of my uncles and aunts.
My dads' side were a typcial British family. My father left school at the age of fourteen or fifteen to begin building motorcycles. He was a part of the Hell's Angels, and he had long dark hair. (I'll post a picture, he looked like a complete douche, with his arms outstretched, running topless in baige trousers along a beach with his hair flying madly). My grandparents were very happy together, until my grandfather died, when my grandmother became unable to fend for herself. Now she could have alhziemers, which is very slowly killing her.
My mother left home when she was fifteen years old, because she disliked her parents. She met a guy named Andy, whom she lived with for a few years, and had a child with at seventeen years old. A year or so later, they split up, after complications with his family, and then my mother was forced to raise my half sister, Jennie alone. A few years after this, my mother met a guy named Chris. (My dad).
My father was a truck driver in the old days, carrying deliveries in his trucks, and apparently "headbanging to Metallica the whole time" ... Unfortunately, he began to drunk a lot of alcohol, which was the beginning of alcoholism, which now destroys my mother and fathers' marriage. He worked in the demolition for years, and even had his own little company. He grew rich, but took a year off work and drank it all away... He met my mother when he was 23, I think. And after a few years of living together, they had my sister, Amy. Four years after that, I was born. And another four years went by when my brother came along. I was born under the Polish last name of Sewerin (pronounced Sever-Rin), which was later changed to Gregory after my parents got married when I was six years old.
The whole time, we had no idea that our sister Jennie was only half related to us.It was years after my half-sister left home, never to give us a phone number or address to where she lived, that we were told about her only being our half-relation.
So...whats your story?
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