The motorcycle guy claims to be related to the outlaw.
Funny how Hitler’s kin tend to downplay their relation to him. I hear that Jesse James was quite the philanthropist. He gave money to women, and they gave him , uhhh, stuff. He never shot anyone BTW, his gun(s) did all that. So, step off bitch!
Well, I’m understandably hesitant to name someone I have an actual connection to, this being an anonymous message board and all. I can say that I am not Phyllis Diller (if that were the case my husband’s ex-wife would not be more famous). Obviously, his ex-wife and I have the same last name, and it’s not a usual one.
But I suppose I can say that I got into Robin Wright’s pants.
The thread title is “are you related to anyone famous?”
If I posted “no”, I’d be wasting bandwidth.
If I posted “yes”, I’d be expected to describe what the hell I was talking about.
Show me a person with a secret they won’t share, and I’ll show you someone that several people want to punch in the face. At this time, I have no axe to grind.
I’m related to someone who is both justifiably famous (2-time Cy Young winner) and justifiably infamous: My relation (I’m not revealing more) even has his own Wikipedia entry What that page leaves out is his smaller-time fame as a organist (he released at least one album to moderate success).
I don’t understand kinship relations well enough to know this, but I’m possibly related by marriage (to the same person as above) to the great Hall-of-Famer and baseball announcer Lou Boudreau
My great aunt is Jane Elliott, an anti-racism activist type person who came up with this whole thing where she divides a group up by eye color and has one group treat the other group as inferior, and it’s supposed to teach you what it feels like to be oppressed. She’s been on various talk shows and had a couple documentaries filmed about her. We watched one of them in one of my college classes, which completely weirded me out. Especially the whole, “oh, she’s such a great person, she’s done so much, blah blah blah,” when I know what she’s REALLY like. Heh.
John Entwistle was my wife’s uncle. And it sure doesn’t seem like four years since he died. (Not that I could claim to have known him - I met him once, and as it was his son’s wedding he had slightly bigger fish to fry than saying hi to his niece’s husband. I enjoyed the free champagne though.)
I’m very sorry. I meant that to be tongue-in-cheek, but forgot the winky smiley. Without the smarmy, sarcastic tone I intended, it does come off as quite mean. No offense intended. Sorry if I offended you.
The Wright Brothers…my grandmother had a picture of her standing with them at Kitty Hawk, but the photo somehow got lost over the years, although I remember seeing it as a kid. Considering I have a fear of flying, I obviously did not inherit any of those adventurous genes.