It is always interesting when one is conducting genealogical research within one’s own family. I have researched other people’s families and was shocked at some of the stories I’ve found, but when the stories you see are connected to you personally, it’s even more crazy. After discovering I had a new half-brother and unfortunately coming to grips with the reality that our birth mother was never going to be honest with herself or us, I took it upon myself to try to find family out there for him that would want to get to know him. Using his DNA and various genetic sites, I have been attempting to track down his biological father. To no avail, I have found myself closer than when I first started. Along the way, I found possible ancestors of my half-brother’s including one of a few slaves with their owners names. I have not been able to track down the slave owners’ names of my own biological families yet here I am with two slave owner names that may be linked to my half-brother. In my own research, the most interesting thing that I have been able to find is an ancestor who parents were both born in Africa and a free person of color who owned over 100 slaves. While both are fascinating and many people of African descent would love to find their Africna ancestor, I find it even more breath taking when one can acknowledge who owned their ancestors. To know who enslaved them and complete a story of your ancestors’ time within the United States. This is why I love what I do. I have not informed my brother of this find. I don’t want to get his hopes up, only to be disappointed if the research comes back disproving this possibility. My goal is to find his biological father, but in doing so, I must go backwards to come forwards. I do wish our birth mother would just be honest and tell us who his biological father is so he could at least have the opportunity to try and build a relationship with him. Unfortunately, right now, that is not the case.