My Family Roots in Mexico

I was super excited about the idea of starting 2020 in Mexico. Why? Because I love visiting new countries and Mexico is very new to me. But also because I have a ton of Mexican ancestors.

If you look at me it might be hard to believe that half of my family comes from Mexico since my complexion is fair, my hair is a light color, and my eyes are blue. I have gone through a bunch of periods in my life where I felt very disconnected from my dad’s side of my own heritage. And I have reached a point in my life now where I am very curious to know more and also very proud of my family’s Mexican heritage.

That’s me and my dad. I managed to keep that lovely alien appearance with super white skin and a bald head until I started walking. Don’t I look Mexican?

Not Much Direct Information

Growing up I knew vaguely that my dad’s family came from Mexico, but I didn’t know many real details. My dad, Jesse Aranda, took off when I was around 2 years old. And frankly, I’m glad he left and also glad I didn’t spend much time with him because he was a real asshole (just keeping it real here). It’s also interesting to note that Jesse was repeating history since his dad, Raul Aranda, took off when Jesse was 7 years old.

The good news for my dad and his siblings was that they had a loving and protective mom, Elvira Lopez, who remarried and gave her kids an amazing dad, Joe Rodriguez.

And the good news for me and my siblings is that our Grandma Elvira and Grandpa Joe made sure we felt their love and had their attention on a regular basis. 

I spent lots of time with my Grandparents when I was a little kid. Our family got together for holidays, birthdays, and plenty of other random days to do lots of cooking and celebrating. I grew up listening to my Grandparents speaking Spanish with each other, though their kids and grandkids learned very little Spanish (unfortunately). I remember the smell of Mexican cooking in their kitchen, the taste of Grandma’s tamales, and the outrageous burn of Grandpa’s hot sauce. I also remember that hot sauce was so hot it actually made me cry the one time I tasted it. I wish I could have some of those tamales and a taste of that crazy hot sauce now!

But as a little kid when I asked My Grandma Elvira about being Mexican, her answer was always the same. “We are not Mexican! We are French and Spanish!”

Digging for Details

After doing some research on my own it’s clear that I have a ton of ancestors on my dad’s side who were born in Mexico during the last 500 years. And I’m determined to learn everything I can about my Mexican ancestry.

I’ve done some DNA research with 23andMe, and some historical records research with Ancestry.com. It’s clear that my dad’s ancestors mostly came from Mexico and Spain. And it’s interesting to see that the DNA I inherited from my dad registers as 16.8% Mexican, (which I expected to be a higher number), and 19.2% Spanish (just like my Grandma Elvira said!). I’m also 9.5% French, which isn’t very much, but I’m not sure which side of my family that comes from. Maybe it’s a combined total from both my mom and my dad?

There are multiple hotspots where my Mexican ancestry can be traced as of today, and the main one is Monterrey
in Nuevo Leon. That makes sense because quite a lot of my Grandma Elvira’s ancestors lived in that area.

Grandpa Raul Aranda

Until recently I knew nothing at all about my Grandpa Raul. Even his own kids didn’t really know anything about him since Grandma left him when their kids ranged from the youngest still in the womb to the oldest at 9 years old. There was no contact with him after that, and my Grandma had no interest in talking about him. When I was little I actually didn’t realize my Grandpa Joe wasn’t my biological Grandpa.

After doing some research I have learned enough about my Grandpa Raul to have a general timeline for his life. He was born in Piedras Negras, Coahuila de Zaragoza, Mexico in 1925. When Grandpa Raul was 1 year old his parents crossed the border into Texas with their kids. Raul worked hard for his US citizenship and earned it through service with the US military during WWII, enlisting when he was 18 years old and serving from 1943 to 1946. Raul married my Grandma Elvira in 1946 as soon as his service was over and my dad was born 2 years later. Grandma told her daughter, my Aunt Jeannette, that Raul was not the same man when he returned from the war. And that’s pretty much all she told my Aunt Jeannette about her dad Raul. Grandma said she divorced him because he drank too much and was violent, and then she moved from Texas to California with her kids.

Eventually during my research I found one living relative in Texas who knew my Grandpa Raul, but the story was short and not at all sweet. Grandpa Raul never remarried or had other kids. He lived a very lonely and unhealthy life, just him and his guitar. Grandpa Raul died in Texas a few months after his 41st birthday.

In my ancestry research I found Grandpa Raul’s US Military registration cards. He was listed as “Unemployed, a Farmer” and described as 5’8” with brown eyes, black hair, and a “Dark Brown” complexion. He was pronounced dead in 1967, in the US Naval Hospital in Corpus Christi Texas, from diabetic acidosis and chronic pancreatitis.

As far as I know, there are zero photos of my Grandpa Raul in existence. But I know he had darker hair, skin, and eyes than my Grandma because that’s how he was described by the only person I know who knew my Grandpa and could tell me about him. The stories and descriptions I got from Uncle Francisco gave me the impression that Grandpa Raul had much more indigenous Mexican heritage rather than having more Spanish heritage like my Grandma. Uncle Francisco said my Grandpa Raul was a darker skinned Mexican with hair and eyes that were more black than brown. Uncle Francisco also said he never saw my Grandpa Raul without his guitar and that he had a lovely singing voice.

I traced my Grandpa Raul’s ancestry as far back as I could, which was 5 generations before him. I traced his Aranda line back to my 5th great grandpa, though there was one alternative following a maternal line that goes only one generation further. I’m hoping that in the future I can find some records going further back for this side of my family, though I have been told that if his ancestors were more indigenous and less Spanish there likely won’t be more records to find just because their families might have been less involved in the catholic church and government systems where a lot of ancestry records were better kept in that part of the world. Anyway, I’m still hunting for details and documents!

This is the ancestry list I was able to trace for my Grandpa Raul’s family following the Aranda surname.
It doesn’t go back as far as I was hoping but I’m still looking for more information.
This is the migration path I traced for my Grandpa Raul’s family. The path starts in 1770 when my 5th Great Grandpa Aniceto Aranda was born in Sain Alto, Zacatecas, Mexico. It continues when Grandpa Raul was brought over the boarder to Eagle Pass, Texas, USA in 1927. And then my dad was born in Houston, Texas, USA in 1948.

Grandma Elvira Lopez

My Grandma Elvira was born in Houston, Texas, USA in 1927. She was a very proud and hard working woman. When I was a little kid I saw that my Grandma Elvira worked really hard as a housekeeper. My Aunt Jeannette says Grandma was in demand in our home town and there were many people that wanted to hire her to clean their houses. She had a lot of clients that either worked at the Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory or were doctors at Valley Memorial Hospital where I was born, and she kept some of her clients for more than 20 years. I actually remember going with her to one house in particular where my sister and I were allowed to play while she was cleaning, which Aunt Jeannette says was Grandma’s longest and favorite client because they treated her more like family.

When I was a kid I new my Grandma Elvira had a big family with lots of siblings, but if I asked her about ancestry she didn’t have much to say. We repeated the same short conversation a million times when I asked her to tell me about our Mexican heritage, and she always answered by saying rather sternly, “We are not Mexican! We are French and Spanish!” When I was a kid I thought that answer was hilarious since I knew her parents were from Mexico and her cooking was Mexican. I thought she seemed unwilling to acknowledge her Mexican ancestry and I never understood why. Today I think I have a better understanding.

My Aunt Jeannette and I have had some good laughs about the way Grandma always said we were French and Spanish since she was told the same thing. I have learned this year that it’s not uncommon for Mexican people (and other nationalities in the Americas) to have a lot of pride in their colonial heritage over their indigenous heritage. My Grandma Elvira was quite proud of her fair skin, hair and eyes. And those characteristics of hers are why I was born with blond hair, blue eyes and very fair skin. Clearly I have European ancestry on both sides of my family.

It would be amazing to show my Grandma all of the genealogy information I have dug up this year. I know she would appreciate it if I acknowledged that my Grandma Elvira was right. We are definitely Spanish! It was important to me that I find a few lines back to Spain since that was what my Grandma always talked about. And from what I can tell, it looks like these various lines of Mexican families with Spanish ancestors were making an effort to marry into other similar families who also had Spanish ancestors on a very regular basis. That helps me understand those comments from my Grandma Elvira a little bet better. But beyond that, it’s even more fun to see how many generations of Mexican ancestors I have.

This is the ancestry list I traced for my Grandma Elvira’s family. This is just one of the lines that I can trace back to Spain. It would be amazing to show my Grandma Elvira all of the genealogy information I have dug up this year. I can trace multiple lines back far enough to reach Spain, and I know she would love that. When I look at this list I see 3 generations in the USA, 10 generations in Mexico, and 3 generations in Spain before that. This research shows a lot of Mexican ancestry, and right now that’s what I’m most excited about.
This is the migration path I traced for my Grandma Elvira’s family within Mexico. This path follows one family line from the earliest generation born in Mexico, which was my 10th Great Grandpa who was born in 1590 in Oaxaca. This family line travels from Oaxaca north to the state of Nuevo Leon where they stayed for 10 generations. Eventually this family immigrated through Laredo, Texas in 1918 when my Great Great Grandparents entered the USA with their kids when my Great Grandma was 12 years old. And then my Grandma Elvira was born in Houston, Texas, USA in 1927.

Getting to Know Mexico

So yeah, I’m incredibly grateful to be starting 2020 off in Mexico. This is the perfect place for Alison and I to start the new year, and to start our 2nd year of full-time travels. I’m also grateful that we can stay in this country as tourists for up to 6 months without a formal visa, because we just might want to stay a while on this trip.

This is the first time in my life where I feel aware of my Mexican ancestry and very proud of it. As of right now we will probably stay in Mexico for a little over 4 months on this particular trip. While we are here I’m not planning to visit all of the exact locations where I can trace my Mexican ancestors, or even many of them. But I am paying attention to where those people lived and I’m hoping to learn whatever I can about the history of those places. We started off with a week in Mexico City, and loved it. Tomorrow we leave for Oaxaca, which I booked before realizing I had some ancestors born in that area. I am super excited to be in Mexico right now!

15 comments

  1. Really enjoyed your story and your blog. My husband and I are in Guanajuato, Mexico right now and have been for the past 4 weeks, heading home to Canada late next week. You will love Oaxaca. We have been there twice for about three weeks each time and really enjoyed the various indigenous communities surrounding the city, and their handicrafts. Make sure to visit the Tlacalula market on a Sunday. And if you can, get a tour of how they make mezcal in the mountains around Oaxaca. Lots to see and do. Can’t wait to get your impressions of it. Enjoy!

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    • Thank you Brenda! We have gotten quite a lot of great feedback about Oaxaca so I’m really looking forward to getting there. The Tlacolula market looks like a great place to shop for local foods, and the mezcal tour is a must! Did you go out and see any of the ruins in the area while you were there?

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      • Yes, we went to see Monte Alban, but at the time we weren’t feeling very well and just sat in the shade overlooking the whole thing (people watching). We never made it to Mitla. I must confess though, that the ancient ruins hold little appeal for us. I love the colonial architecture of Mexican cities, but I have a hard time identifying with what I’ve come to call “a pile of rocks”. Sounds so disrespectful I know, but I would much prefer reading the history of that time than looking at the ruins of it. Different strokes… Are you taking the bus there from Mexico city? It’s a great way to see the country.

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        • Ha! I appreciate your honesty. I know we are all very different and enjoy a wide variety of different things during travel. But it sounds like we both enjoy the mezcal and markets! We are actually flying this leg but there will be some busses in our future!

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  2. What an incredible post! It reads like a mystery novel, hunting for clues about people long gone to trace your ancestry. Happy New Year to you both, I hope you enjoy Mexico!

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  3. I’ve done a little genealogy digging and I was most surprised by how long many of my ancestors from my mother’s side have been in the United States. I am super white european (1/2 scandinavian and 1/2 irish) but many of my ancestors left europe hundreds of years ago. I hope to have more time in the future to track down documentation for some of the ancestors who’s trail I’ve only tracked as far as their emigration to the US which includes their birth place but nothing about their parents or life before leaving ireland.

    My husband is mexican and Filipino and his mother has also often extolled her Spanish (not Mexican) heritage. We did ancestry dna tests and his results include over 30% native mexican heritage from the chihuahua region :). He has also struggled to find much information about his ancestors beyond the first person that emigrated and it is likely that there are few records for many of his ancestors that lived in more rural regions.

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    • Yes, it is surprising to learn how long it has been since many of our families immigrated into the US! My next project will be to dig a little deeper into Scotland and Ireland roots on my mom’s side before we head over there this summer.

      And thanks for that note about your husband and his mother’s commentary about Spanish heritage. I’m guessing that’s pretty common. It would be interesting to have your husband’s mom do a dna test too (lol)! My mom was not thrilled to do a test herself but it was important to me so I bought her a kit and stood there listening to her complain until she filled the tube. 😉

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  4. I never thought of you as Mexican, but your name and size makes sense, I suppose. Mexico is my favorite country, with as much or more zing than any other latin country from my limited experience. Glad your in Oaxaca as that seems to be the artistic focal point of Mexico. I have a list of info about Mexico City as we visited and compiled info last year. Send me your e-mail and I’ll share it. We just spent Christmas in La Paz in south Baja. I’m so happy and proud for you. take care

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    • Thanks Charlie that’s sweet of you. We really loved Mexico City and we were only there a week so I’m sure we will return there again many times. Now that we are in Oaxaca I am fully prepared to love this little town as well!

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  5. What an interesting walk down your genealogy and family history! I have a real fascination with documenting family histories and seeing the patterns in behaviors and choices that repeat across generations so I think it’s extra cool when you can uncover nuggets like you have done. I miss a lot of our earlier generations’ cooking, too! I remember specific dishes made only for holidays, and once I asked an aunt about once I still remember 30 years later. She assured me I couldn’t possibly afford to make it and she only made it because her dad loved it – one ingredient costs over $100/lb! Yikes. But I still secretly want to try making it.

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    • Wow what is this expensive dish you’re talking about?? Sounds like something you do have to try to make someday so hopefully you can get all the info you need right away! I do love this family history and genealogy research, and I’m so glad I’ve picked this up as a project to work on. I’ve been talking to a lot of siblings and family members about this kind of research and obsession and of course realized it’s not for everyone, but it’s definitely for me!!

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  6. Oooh I look forward to your Mexico reports! I spent only a few days in Mexico City a couple of years ago as part of a work trip. I did a food walking tour that was SO GOOD (and painfully filling). I’ve added food tours as an item I try to do when I travel, but none has been as good as that first one.

    Your family history is amazing, and it must be so thrilling to have found information going back that far!

    I have spent pretty much no time south of the US border so I look forward to everything you post about travel in that direction. I’d like to learn Spanish but so far have put no effort into making it happen – I fantasize about doing some serious immersion at some point in the future but we’ll see if I’m committed enough to that idea!

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    • Food tours and cooking classes have really become my favorite type of activity to do during travel, and they are all so different! Sometimes they are overpriced and undersatisfying to some degree, but still a great experience. Other times they bring us amazing new friends and truly fabulous food which is the ultimate combo.

      It’s so much more interesting to travel south of the US boarder than we were expecting or hoping for. Each place we have been to so far somehow seems kind of familiar though still very new and different and unique compared to other places we’ve been to. And I definitely think having at least a little Spanish makes traveling in this ares much more satisfying than it would be with only English!

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