My grandmother Daisy (Perkins) Bunnell was a full blood english woman.
Perkins, Lloyd and Green..
Granny was college educated and a school teacher right here in Detroit Lakes, Minnesota in 1915.
She was a wonderful person.
A farmers wife..
Pure love and nurturing.
English through and through.
Grandfather Bunnell was a full blood Frenchman.
Son of a rich cattle rancher in Nebraska.
Granny was working in a bank when they first met.
That's my dads side of the family.
My other bloods on my mothers side are Scotch/Irish and German.
That's about as white as white gets.
I'm not sure when the migrations took place.
Some early some middle some late.
1600's 1700's 1800's
Royalty has paintings and castles and palaces and history.
We came here to Detroit Lakes, Minnesota in a horse drawn wagon in 1921 on my mothers side(My mother was born in that covered wagon about six miles from here in 1921) before that we were in a wagon train into Dakota Territory where we homesteaded.(My grandfather Dodd)
Oil boom country now(Dakota Territory) but we had to leave because of a seven year drought.(1911-1918)
We had several good years before the drought.
That's my mothers side.
Silas and Delphia(Hartman) Dodd.
We have a few pictures and some oral history.
My dads side (Bunnell) settled here in about 1910.
Victor Bunnell and Daisy Perkins.
My ma and dad met and married in about 1940.
Tom Bunnell and Hazel Dodd.
I was born in 1945.
My dad was in the Navy fighting the Germans and the Japanese.
He died coming home from the war.
I was a few months old.
My mom and dad and two years older sister Patty lived on the farm.
The Bunnell Farm
We were living in town in a small rented house when I was born.
Mom and Patty and then me.
Dad was off away fighting the war.
World War Two.
The war was just ending.
I don't think were built to look to far back into our ancestry.
Seven generations is generally spoken of.
Both forward and back.
That would be my great grandfathers and great grandmothers and grandfathers and father and mother and me and my children and my grandchildren and great grandchildren.
That's seven generations.
Three or four back and three or four forward.
The living and those we can remember and know about.
I think my ancestors would be proud of me and my discovery and how I am bringing this forward in the face of all this adversity.
Me and my discovery.
A Bunnell manufactured the Morris Code wire communication machine in the late 1800's.
I'm not sure who invented it.
My dads second oldest brother was named Morris Bunnell.
I have no idea if we are related.
Granny always like to say Lloyds when talking about her Perkins bloodline.
Lloyds of London
Insurance moguls and aristocrats I think.
Part of the Royalty.
Everyone is "Stockholm Syndrome" and admiring the Royalty without knowing it.
They(The Royal Family) murdered the whole world into "Stockholm Syndrome" and nobody knows it but me.
A big part of my discovery.
This and how it all came to be.
What turned us into these ruling waring killing monster machines that we are still today.
Highbred wheat and sugar and milk and juice and honey and caffeine and alcohol and nicotine.
Supremacy from all of these unnatural man made stimulants in our bloodstream..
Cold blooded murderers..
One of my grandchildren wants to be a marine he having no idea that that is a killing man machine.
His dad doesn't know it and I never get to see him but I am going to tell him when I see him.
Being a warrior and killing when and if need be is not a killing machine.
That's just being a man.
Ruling and murdering the earth and millions of families of men and women and children and babies to maintain control and wealth and more and more money and taking of these peoples lands and resources is an insane monster killing machine and always has been.
We don't want to be no part of that..