Exploring The Monsoon Family History

 Ever since a girlfriend of mine told me she was involved with the group Daughters of The American Revolution (DAR for short), I started to look up the history of my Dad’s father’s side of the family.  Everyone else in the family is pretty much right off the boat but my Dad’s family arrived here in 1646.  While I’m not sure if I’ll be joining this group, it has given me the opportunity to explore the past.  You have to have had at least one relative who is a patriot in this country to join DAR. 

So yesterday I got on ancestry.com and started by typing in my grandfather’s name.  I found myself going backwards in time until about the late 1700s.  There was a section that included pictures like the one I have inserted here that I snagged from the Monsoon family archive, and what struck me right away was the family resemblance that has followed throughout the generations.  It was a bit eerie to say the least, but kind of neat at the same time.

I found things on this particular website that I didn’t find on the DAR site (dar.org).  Many other people have been working on placing the family tree together so I was able to learn from their work.  Most of my Dad’s family hails from New York.  They all have characteristic dark brown/black hair and either green or blue eyes.  I am no different (although the box of Clairol in 08 Golden Wheat used every six weeks would prove differently).

I did trace one relative back to the Civil War and found his military record from the mid-1800s.  He fought for the Union side in the 93rd infantry.  This would be my grandfather’s great-great grandfather.  Pretty interesting stuff.  Guess that means I’d be a shoe-in for DAR.  –If I decide to join. 

While traipsing through the past I also found out some not so nice stuff about my family and their involvement with a not so nice time in US history prior to the 1860s. 

Not much else is really said about them.  I know they were very strictly religious and stern people of the bible thumping variety.  Most were farmers.  We did have a relative named Lucy who liked to dress like a man.  She was shunned by the rest of the family and stowed away in a cabin with another woman whom she lived with until her death.   She has become an icon in the gay & lesbian community.  I think that is kind of neat.  In more recent years a hall was name after a relative at M.I.T.  Before getting married I was asked quite a bit back east if I was of the same relation and I would proudly answer, yes.

These ladies below are also relatives.  I don’t know though.  They don’t look like too much fun.  Apparently they are all sisters.  Much different from the modern day Monsoon sisters I’d have to say.  At least a few of them are smiling.

The Monsoon Sisters