"Ancestral Chains, Morgan Bloodline: Dna Part 7 of 8"

Memories of Suffolk, happy childhood memories, are with me to this day. There are ingrained faces of the relatives I knew, stayed with, celebrated with, picnicked with and went sightseeing with; as well as their entrenched names. Nonetheless, the facts seem rather mixed up, but still vibrantly real - a lack of contextual basis that this write-up has helped get these important aspects of the ancestral house in order. Then there are my father's brown envelopes; a fair bundle of them in the case of the Morgan Lineage. Thus, regarding this ancestral link (my mother’s mother’s portion of the ancestral kaleidoscope that was, through chance, design or otherwise, to merge into and create my own unique set of genes), it is time to discover their roots. The great-grandfather of mine who was responsible for making it possible for me to do this, being he with the most obscure of obscure names that no-one really knew which was correct; Part VII of my DNA: The Butcher of Claydon, Winfred Edward Mosart Morgan (1878-1958)