I'm tired of them. They're all over the place and mixed up in everyone else's genes, marrying right and left, confusing me with all their various offspring. I liked genealogy much better when I only had DEACON ISAAC KNAPP (as I always call him in my head) and his family to worry about. Even though the mystery of who his parents were drove (and still drives) me crazy, I could follow that line down with my eyes closed: ISAAC to Isaac Palmer to Orlando James to James Harrison to Hazen Harold to Jack Hazen to Bruce Eugene. Anyone should be happy with 7 generations of wildly-mating Knapps...
Anyone but me. The puzzle has my head ringing, my spidey-senses tingling. I have long thought the reason Orlando James Knapp came up to Montcalm County was because he had relatives here. I had a gut feeling that he was related to the Ferris' somehow. Well, I've just spent the last hour reading a deadly boring "and their children were" document of the Ferris' and they did marry into Knapp families quite often. No names that I'm familiar with, but still. They're probably shirt-tail cousins, whatever that means.
So I'm done with them for the night. May they all rest in peace wherever their mortal remains are lying.
At least until tomorrow when I start digging at them again.