If you’re a Southerner, I am sure that you have at least been made fun of once in your life for being inbred. If you’re from one of the other directions, then I’d be willing to bet that it has been you who have made this ‘hilarious’ joke a time or two.
While most of us are not barefoot and pregnant with our uncle cousin’s baby, that doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen. My mother, a proud Kentuckian and scientist, would always joke that inbreeding isn’t a problem; unless you’ve got bad genes…
One fascinating case of genetics are the Blue Fugates of eastern Kentucky. Benji Stacy, pictured below, was born in 1975 “blue as Lake Louise.” The doctors were in a panic and Benji was rushed to the University of Kentucky Medical Center for a transfusion, when his relatives remembered that his great-grandmother Luna had the same blue skin.
Martin Fugate settled with his family in the 1820’s on the remote banks of Troublesome Creek, near Hazard, KY. At the time, there were very few families established there and intermarriage was common. Fugate’s wife, Elizabeth, was the carrier of the recessive methemoglobinemia gene. The Fugates intermarried with Fugate cousins with the last names of Combs, Smith, Richie and Stacy; producing more and more blue children carrying the gene.
As the world developed and people began to “marry” people other than their cousins, there were less and less blue Fugate descendants. Benji was the last known blue person born in 1975.