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Ancestry DNA Test

Several weeks ago I sent off for a DNA test kit from Ancestry. My hope was that it would maybe give me some other ideas for those family lines on which we are stuck, particularly on the line of a certain blacksheep Great-Grandfather named Albert Smith, who one day dropped of the face of the earth, never to return to his family. He's a big gaping black hole that we're frankly obsessed about and are unable to find any additional information on. This of course has led me to all sorts of conspiracy theories, and I was waiting on pins and needles to see if this test could fill in the missing puzzle pieces.

This week, my results finally arrived. I held my breath and shook as I went online to view them. Alas, my hopes were mostly dashed. While the test did recognize potential cousin matches from the Ancestry Database, they're all on my Edwards and Roy lines. None of them shed any light on the missing Great-Grandfather. 
The results did show that I am about as European as a person can get - over 99%, with less than a single percent from the Caucasus (which in case you're wondering "is a region at the border of Europe and Asia, situated between the Black and the Caspian seas.").

Here's my full breakdown:

59% Great Britain
34% Europe West
3% Europe East
2% Italy/Greece
1% European Jewish
Less than 1% Ireland
Less than 1% Caucasus

I particularly am glad to know there is some Greek background. It totally explains my love of Greek food, and I'll have an extra reason to appreciate this year's Greek Festival when it comes around again. 

I guess the one good thing is that my DNA and pedigree is now registered with Ancestry. So if any of the Smith relations ever register, there could be a link that way. It's a slim chance, but it's a chance.

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