So. I've been working on the old family tree. It's amusing.
Here's the thing. I'm way on back to the flippin' 16th century on my Mom's side (the Okie connection.) Kinda intersting in that I can trace from the first d00d who landed in Baltimore from Scotland around 1670, thence to Virginia, about a hunnert years later, they boogied west to Kentucky, then in about another hunnert years, onward to Indiana, and after the Silly War, sneaked down into the I.T. and parked it in Carter Co. in the heart of the Chickasaw Nation and made a living farming cotton.
On Pop's side, I'm stumped and can't get earlier than my great grandfather's immigration from Germany (Prussia, specifically Niederschlesien) in 1881. You would think those Prussian bastages, being Uber-Krauts and all, would have kept better public records. After landing in NYC, meine uhrgrossvater went straight to Winona, Minnesota where he married some Wisconsin chick, hung out for about ten years, then for some unknown reason, hauled 'em all to a suburb of Philadelphia for good where he worked as a bookkeeper in a chemical plant.