Finally after untold years I found that my great-grandfather passed away in Little Rock, Arkansas, November 1945. Also that his 4th wife was Cherokee. This catapulted me into finally having an autosomal dna test performed.
In the early years of my child hood there was the slipped whispers of something other than German and Scots in our past. Grandma Wolf would only talk about her German side of the family. Although she did show me pictures of her as a child with long black braids next to her father.