While I can’t give away who it was because it might give a clue to my identity, my father recently told me that I’m related to a rather famous sea captain during the Gold Rush days.
I don’t think I was him, for a number of reasons, but I did have a thought on what might have motivated me in that life before John to hop a ship around the horn: I may have been headed for San Francisco to make my fortune. My initial theory that I had fled England to avoid persecution after a Chartist rally may have been somewhat off-base.
If I’m correct about my previous life, I lived in the Bay Area about a hundred years later too, and I tried to move there in this life but was priced out of the market before I could consider (that’s why I moved to Portland instead).
It’s looking more and more like a trip to the San Francisco Bay is in the cards if I have the time and money this year.