mrAru and I joke about being related - we have the same coloring, similar bone structure … his family has been in country since the very early 1700s, and mine has been here since the 1600s, and both lines were in New York City in the 100 years surrounding the revolutionary war. We figure that with the large families that our forebearers popped out, and being roughly of the same social class, there stands a very good chance that there was some sort of intermarriage going on at some point. I have a rather huge and exhaustive geneology that my grandmother and one of her sister in laws had been working on and if I ever get seriously bored and locked in a room with the bookcase of diaries and other crap I might just check and see 
Which to me is actually a lot more interesting. Nothing against Cherokees, but one of the fascinations of genealogy to me is how events 230 years ago affected where you yourself (or in this case your wife) was born; I’m in America in part because of a 17th century Linen and Wool Act that I’d never heard of and wouldn’t have cared about if I had. There’s a quote I love from a book that (to me anyway) is almost unreadable- Thomas Wolfe’s Look Homeward Angel: