A few months ago, my first cousin, Ashley Armistead, received a message on his answer phone. The caller said he didn’t want anything and to please not hang up. As it turned out, the caller had gotten results from his DNA test and, in a roundabout way through Ancestry.com, Ashley’s name (along with others) showed up. When others he got in touch with or tried to contact came to a dead end, the next on his list was to call Ashley. Jeff, the caller, explained that his father (who was deceased) had not known who his real father was. Jeff wanted to know who his grandfather was. Early on, he sent a picture of himself and our first reaction was shock. He was definitely one of us. It was like looking at the face of another of our first cousins. No doubt, he was an Armistead!