According to the Oracle of Truth, Google, it appears that an individual bearing my surname, Brasseur (Brewer or breast stroker, whichever floats yer boat), was a Sous-lieutenant in the 1er compagnie of the 1er bataillon of the 1st régiment of the Grenadier à Pied de la Garde Impériale in 1810, which is so extremely ******** amazing. That being said, however, my name is very common in both France and Québec so we may not be related, as I don't know which region my paternal family is from or anything about this Sous-lieutenant. My father and I bear a great deal of resemblance to Napoléon I and II respectively (my avatar is supposedly a very accurate depiction of me)... I've been dieing to do one of those illegitimate children DNA tests.
I actually found a plaque dedicated to all of the French soldiers who fell in battle during WW2 in the Bayeux Cathedral in June. Apparently a man named Ernest Brasseur died in 1940 protecting France. Sadly, there was a German flag draped beside this memorial (I have the utmost respect for German soldiers and civilians, but this just didn't seem right).
I also remember finding out that Arthur Wellesley is related to the Cusack family, my maternal family, which means that he too is (somewhat) French...