I'am also always puzzled with the way americans can say
"I'm 1/4 Italian, 1/4 French, 1/8 German, 1/8 Dutch, 1/16 chinese, 1/16 cherockee, 1/16 Russian, 1/16 Greek and 1/16 Nigerian."
Well, what Blue Monkey said pretty much hits the nail on the head.... In my case it has a few additional factors thrown in: Some of my ancestors (like the Hohenzollern cadet branch that became the Herndons) are fairly recent arrivals... According to my Great-Grandmother, her maternal grandparents were a German man named Jaust or Jöst and a French woman named Fischer who got married against their families' wishes (this being sometime around the Franco-Prussian War) and stowed away on a boat from France to New York City...
One particular legend about my father's family and why they had to leave Switzerland in a big hurry seems to fit my family's general outlook on life, not to mention that I wouldn't be surprised to discover at some point that some of my ancestors fought alongside Wilhelm Tell....
According to the story, my ancestor was some kind of low-ranked Knight who worked as a town Militia Guard somewhere near Bern or Basel (I'm guessing this, based on details that come further, but I'd have to find the detailed family tree that was published by some relatives in Phoenix, AZ to confirm this for sure) who, during a hard winter, poached one of the local Baron's deer to provide a starving peasant family with some needed food. Unfortunately, the peasant was caught with the deer by the local Baron, and he ratted my ancestor out. Fortunately, said ancestor happened to be on the other side of a tall hedge and overheard the whole thing, so he gathered his family up, along with what they could quickly carry, and escaped accross the Rhine into Swabia under the cover of darkness. From there, they got mixed up in the Anabaptist movement, which was pretty much a quick trip to the stake, regardless of whether a given German principality was Catholic or Protestant, so they came to Pennsylvamia, one of the first places in the world to grant full religious freedom, sometime prior to 1750 (one of my first ancestors in America's wedding was recorded in a church in York, PA in 1750), and we've been in the same general area ever since.
I'll see your Charlemagne and raise you:
