My Leach and Watt Ancestry
 
It seems that some families have siblings that
marry their spouses' siblings and others
have multiple family members marrying into
a particular family. Well that definitely
describes this part of my family:


the Leach and Watt lines.
 
George Washington Leach married Lydia Watt (parents unknown) and they had five children together:

 Bushrod, Mary, Joseph, John, and Andrew.

This couple were my fourth Great-Grandparents.
 

Their children:

Bushrod Washington Leach married Jane Dixson

Mary Leach married Unknown Grear and later married Samuel Lemon Watt, son of Thomas and Mary Watt

Joseph Leach remained single

John H. Leach married Elizabeth C. Mc Clure, daughter of Margaret Watt (sister to Samuel Lemon Watt) and Samuel Mc Clure

Andrew Leach married Christina Watt, daughter of Samuel Lemon Watt and his first wife Olive Gilbert Walton

As of now we still don't know if Lydia Watt has any relation to this family, but it is certainly suspicious.
 

For all of those families
with intertwined relationships
such as ours,
here's a tribute to them!
 
 
 

I am my Own Grandpa

 
 
 

It sounds funny, I know,
But it really is so,
Oh, I'm my own grandpa.

I'm my own grandpa.
I'm my own grandpa.
It sounds funny, I know,
But it really is so,
Oh, I'm my own grandpa.

Now many, many years ago, when I was twenty-three,
I was married to a widow who was pretty as could be.
This widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red.
My father fell in love with her, and soon they, too, were wed.

This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life,
My daughter was my mother, cause she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matter, even though it brought me joy,
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.

My little baby then became a brother-in-law to Dad,
And so became my uncle, though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle, then that also made him brother
Of the widow's grown-up daughter, who, of course, was my stepmother.

Father's wife then had a son who kept him on the run,
And he became my grandchild, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother, and it makes me blue,
Because, although she is my wife, she's my grandmother, too.

Now if my wife is my grandmother, then I'm her grandchild,
And everytime I think of it, it nearly drives me wild,
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw
As husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa.

I'm my own grandpa.
I'm my own grandpa.
It sounds funny, I know,
But it really is so,
Oh, I'm my own grandpa.

 

  

 
 
 

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