Rumor has it that everyone has someone famous in their family history at some point. Some great king, a movie star, or killer. Maybe it's YOU!

What is your claim? Show us some history.

My own - My father's side of the family were pretty big in Hollywood. My grandmother most of all. She was a major movie editor. She worked on American Graffiti and Jaws to name a few. She also was very close with Spielberg, Lucas and Bogdanovich and worked closely with them on a lot of their movies. She eventually became Vice-President of Features at Universal Studios before she died of cancer.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Verna_Fields

My great uncle was an orchestrator who worked on countless movie scores. He was also a member of the Academy Awards committee. Once when I visited him, he pointed to HUGE stacks of audio tapes and "schwag" that the movie houses send him to review for the Academy. I have the soundtrack tape from Dracula from his pile that he gave me. I also saw the handwritten score to Dennis The Menace that he was working on at the time.

http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0607925/

 

I have an ancestor who came on the Mayflower. I was here first, bitches.

 

The Choctaw side of my family would strongly argue that.

 

Meh, it's winner take all, and we won.


But the injuns got the last laugh where I'm from:

 

and yours is making business cards

My great granpa was a firefighter in Europe durring WWII

 

The present state of affairs was not what was contentious. That said, don't forget to double down on aces and eights.

The Choctaw are pretty much wiped out. Thanks for the cholera.

The rest of my folks showed up 1890's+ Stupid potato famine. However, it was cool to play one of my Great-Great-Grandfather's instruments when I was in Norway last. He was an organ builder.

The only family members of note for me were my Paternal Grandfather who was a Sgt. Major to a 3-star general during WWII, and a cousin who may have gotten something nasty from a Kennedy.

. . . well, and then there's me; I'm a legend in my spare time.

 

My uncle, whom I was named after, a US Marine, won the Medal of Honor postumously at Tarawa. He jumped on a Japanese grenade in a foxhole and saved his buddies lives.

My dad, a 25 year LAPD, won the Medal of Valor, the highest decoration the LAPD awards. There was a crazy man in a park in Watts with a shotgun, holding several cops at bay. My dad was the only unit nearby with a shotgun. He walked up to this guy and said "Drop your gun or you're dead." The guy fired on my dad (plainclothes) at point blank range, blew his porkpie hat off, but didn't hit him. My dad said "You're dead" and the guy dropped his gun.

 

you had an uncle raptor? kickass

 

My grandfather, after whom I'm named, was a professor of education at USC; if he hadn't retired he'd have ascended to the presidency of the university.

He wrote Form and Style in Thesis Writing - a book on how to write term papers, research papers, Master's theses, Doctoral dissertations, that sort of thing. When I was taking my capstone management course for my business degree at Cal State Fullerton, the professor included my grandfather's book in his syllabus as suggested reading for us as we were doing our term papers. You can still find copies on Amazon.

 

So do i, my grandmother reasearched this. Evidently their names were "Halfpenny"
and came somewhere around 1501.