This last year, I have learned that I have 2 living aunts, and a half sister on my father's side. My grandfather was Clayton Bowden Duke Jr. born in San Antonio TX. His father, Clayton Bowden Duke Sr., was the great grandson of Green Berry Duke and Lou P. Bowden, who are also the great grandparents of the late Gov. John Bowden Connally who was shot and injured while riding in the passenger seat in the car with President John F. Kennedy at the time of his assassination. Connally's wife was driving. My kids can say that their cousin was a major person involved in one of the biggest ongoing assassination investigations in US history!
Back to my grandfather, Clayton B. Duke Jr, he got a divorce from my grandmother in 1952, and married another woman by 1953, on the day before Thanksgiving of 1956, he took his shotgun and shot his new wife point blank through the bedroom door that she was leaning up against, and killed her instantly. My father was the only witness to his new mother's murder, and he was only 9 years old. My grandfather was sentenced, and served only 18 months in the Huntsville State Prison, for the murder of his wife. A book has been written about the trials, and is in publication by a man named Fred Armstrong, who was a 13 year old boy at the time of the murder, and remembered the flurry of excitement that took place all over the town of Victoria, TX. His father and my grandfather were friends, and some of my grandfather's belongings were kept at Mr. Armstrong's house while my grandfather did an amazingly short amount of time in the pen.
I also learned that my grandmother, Margaret Eileen Wilshaw, married my grandfather, Clayton, shortly after they met in England during WWII. Both were serving for their countries, Duke for America, and Wilshaw for the UK. She arrived in the US in 1946 with her new baby and stayed with Clayton's mother in Texas while they waited for him to come home from war. 2 more children were born unto these two, and after the divorce, all of them were split up. My grandmother had 2 more children in 1953, and 1954 that were given up for adoption in the Dallas/Fort Worth area, and we are looking for them.
These things, though I have found out much much more in this last year, I would say, would be the most interesting for my children to hear when they are ready to listen.