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If you got 'em post some old b&w pics of your family/ancestors and tell us about the pictures.
This is my great grandfather on my mother's side. His name was James "Jim" Williams. He was born around 1885-1887 in Bay St. Louis, Mississippi and was among the native French speakers of the Mississippi Gulf Coast.
He was probably the toughest man in my family. He got slammed in the face with a plank with a nail in it during a brawl and he made it through that but losing sight in one eye in the process. He got bit by snakes numerous times and survived every bite. I thought my mom made up that story until I looked at old census records and saw that he worked at a snake farm. He also got struck by lightning and survived.
He was also known as somebody who didn't take shit from anybody. Even in his old age he sat on somebody's porch with a giant sharpened knife just because somebody made a negative comment about his grandson's skin tone. He waited all day for them to come out of the house but my grandfather came and got him off of their porch hahaha.
When he was younger, He killed a man in a brawl and changed his name to "John" and moved to the city I live in now.
He was also quite the fisherman/outdoorsman due to where we lived and who our ancestors were. He knew all kinds of secrets and details about the ocean and sea creatures that most people don't know anymore.
This is my great grandfather on my mother's side. His name was James "Jim" Williams. He was born around 1885-1887 in Bay St. Louis, Mississippi and was among the native French speakers of the Mississippi Gulf Coast.
He was probably the toughest man in my family. He got slammed in the face with a plank with a nail in it during a brawl and he made it through that but losing sight in one eye in the process. He got bit by snakes numerous times and survived every bite. I thought my mom made up that story until I looked at old census records and saw that he worked at a snake farm. He also got struck by lightning and survived.
He was also known as somebody who didn't take shit from anybody. Even in his old age he sat on somebody's porch with a giant sharpened knife just because somebody made a negative comment about his grandson's skin tone. He waited all day for them to come out of the house but my grandfather came and got him off of their porch hahaha.
When he was younger, He killed a man in a brawl and changed his name to "John" and moved to the city I live in now.
He was also quite the fisherman/outdoorsman due to where we lived and who our ancestors were. He knew all kinds of secrets and details about the ocean and sea creatures that most people don't know anymore.