It all makes sense!

So I was talking to my biological father the other night.. and he was kicking some real knowledge about religion and so forth... we get on the subject of our ancestry. Now, understand I don't know my mother's family at all. I've never met her mother and the only person I consider myself in touch with as far as family is my Aunt Annie ( her sister). I don't know any of my other aunt's/uncle...at least not in person. My mother's mother immigrated here from Germany. From what I know, she was in a concentration camp. I don't know much more than that. I have been more acclimated with my father's side, although not very close to them either. I was raised by my step father, who is my daddy... his family has always been My family...
Anyhow, we're talking about my great-grand parents. My grandfather's parents were straight native americans. My great-grandma Thomas was Cherokee ( yea yea I know... ev'ry body says that, but it's true in my case) and my great- grand daddy was a black foot indian. My grandma's parents came from Mississippi. My great-grandma was black... a slave decendant and my great- granddaddy was from Haiti.. WHAT!! I'm part Haitian?
I was rolling. I told my dad, now it all makes sense... Ya'll know Haitians are crazy as hell.... see, if someone would have told me this years ago, I could have avoided a lot of grief... Anyway, just a lil family history..
Peace!