My search for my ancestors continues. I researched my maternal grandfather’s Murray lineage back to 17th century Scotland, but got stuck on trying to figure out just which William Murray was my great-great-whatever grandfather. Scotland in the 17th century was filthy with Murrays. You couldn’t swing a caber back then without hitting one.
So I reported my results to my siblings and my sister forwarded the information to my Murray cousins. One of them recalled that her father had paid to have some genealogical research done some years ago and that she “thinks she has a book upstairs somewhere.”
Long story short: she found the book and it traced her ancestry (and mine) back to a brother of Robert the Bruce, King of the Scots, from 1306 to 1329, and son of Robert de Brus, 6th Lord of Annandale. And because he was the 6th Lord of Annandale, it was easy to trace back 5 more generations because they were all famous.
Better yet, the entire Bruce line were cousins of the Stuart line of royalty in England. Which makes me a very distant cousin to Henry I, James I and 4 other English monarchs.
When we next meet you may kiss my ring.
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