Yes, and the morning after my results posted my e-mail box was full of joyful messages in French and English from Quebec City. It turns out that I had triangulated one of the Filles du Roi, my first maternal ancestor to arrive in New France in 1669. Her first descendant had tested several years earlier, but no match all that time to provide her "ancestral signature.". I wondered where else I could spit to make people so happy. I would later come to realize how special it is. My mother is from a familly of 12 kids; There are 42 kids in my generation. But of all their offspring, about 55 at this point I think, when filtering just the daughters of daughters of daughters who will potentially pass on this mtDNA, there exist only...TWO! This tells you how precarious these strains are, even in the context of "revenge of the cradle" Catholic procreation! For those who don't match anyone, it's feasible that they may likely never.