Five Generations

For Christmas my Mom gave me a wonderful gift –  a 5 generations photo of my great-grandmother, grandmother, mother, me, and my son.

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Our First Century

I came across a most fascinating book that tells of 100 great events, some little known,  in our country’s early years.  Written by Richard Miller Devens in 1879, Our First Century: Being A Popular Descriptive Portraiture Of The One Hundred Great And Memorable Events Of Perpetual Interest In The History Of Our Country is a treasure trove of information.

Just scanning the table of contents is enough to pique the curiosity of any  enthusiast of early American history.  I’ve read a few chapters and discovered some things that I would never have learned in regular history text.  Perhaps, some of these events being so nearer in time to the author’s own life he was able to capture a more comprehensive history for us to enjoy today.

Read it online:  Our First Century

Get it from Amazon: Our First Century: Being A Popular Descriptive Portraiture Of The One Hundred Great And Memorable Events Of Perpetual Interest In The History Of Our Country (1879)

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A Link in Time

From lands and seas that I shall never know,
complex roads have merged their path to me.
Translucent threads of ancient lives before
interwove this web which is my pedigree.

Cultures of many nations formed the loom,
and laced the strands of fiber to evolve
a potpourri of souls who braved the path
of destiny with passion and resolve.

And now this fertile ribbon which I weave
a plait to braid and join the next in line;
people and histories which I may only dream
may know about this link in time that’s mine.

by:   Ann Glasgow

Poem used by permission under Creative Commons License

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In Your Own Backyard

Have you ever thought of digging up your relatives in your own backyard?  That wouldn’t occur to me in the slightest, but I just made a startling discovery as such!

Being born in Massachusetts it is not surprising to me that many of my ancestors are from there. Yet, seven years ago I moved to Fairfield, Maine and was thrilled to learn of a few lines originating in the Kittery, Maine  area, only a few hours south of Fairfield.  Of course, Maine was still Massachusetts in those days.

My recent kick has led me to Canada, an elusive branch on my maternal great-great grandmother’s side. Jennie Dickie’s parents were William Dickie, of Scottish heritage and Lucy Ann Pond of New Brunswick, Canada. Lucy’s father was Charles Pond whose grandfather was loyalist, John Pond; his wife Mary Eva Cain. I have just a thread of information on them and no more. Until today.

My Google search disclosed a few of John and Mary’s children. His son William married Olive Estey who has a rich hertigae of her own. Their son was Charles, grandmother Lucy’s father. One of John and Mary’s daughter is Catherine. Catherine Pond, my very great aunt,  married a George Ellis. They lived just down the street from my first home in Fairfield, Maine, unbeknownst to me. The family was buried in the “Ellis Cemetery”, which is a lot adjoining their family farm. The family property was adjacent to the Good Will Hinckley Home for Boys and Girls and is now owned entirely by the school.

As they say, what a small world!

Ellis Cemetery, Fairfield, ME

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Remember Your Progenitors

“Happy the man who remembers his progenitors

with pride, who relates with pleasure the Jetory of

their greatness, of their deeds, and, silently rejoicing,

sees himself linked to the end of this goodly chain.”

Goethe, “Iphigenia in Taiiris.”

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The Lost Manuscript of Gov. William Bradford

The priceless manuscript Of Plymouth Plantation, penned by Gov. William Bradford, was once lost for almost a century.  I don’t know about you, but I’m just glad the poor guy was long gone so he didn’t have to know about it!!The Bradford manuscript is the single most complete authoritative history of the Pilgrim life and travels from 1608-1647. Gov. Bradford, the second governor of the Plymouth Colony and architect of the Mayflower Compact, chronicled nearly three decades of the Pilgrims experiences.  It follows the journey of the English Separatists to Holland and then on to the Plymouth Colony aboard the Mayflower. It tells of their difficult arrival, in which half of their expedition perished during the first six months, and records their first encounter with the Native Americans.  In fact, this book is how we have come to know about the first Thanksgiving.

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The Greenleaf Genealogy

The following article was taken from a magazine published in 1882 entitled The Literary World (Vol. 28).  It is basically a book review on a newly published (at the time!) tome on the genealogy of the Greenleaf family.  In reading the article you will discover what this particular genealogy is of interest to the literary community.

The Greenleaf family is connected to me through Phebe Adams, wife of Nathanial Currier through my great-grandmother Jennie Lucy Currier Walton’s paternal line.   Edmund Greenleaf, a patriarch of one the early New England first families had three children connected to our family.   Edmund’s son, Stephen, married Elizabeth Coffin, the daughter of another prominent and patriarchal forefather, Tristram Coffin.  Mr. Coffin’s daughter, Judith, married, Tristram Coffin, Jr.  Thus,  siblings married siblings – there wasn’t a huge selection at the time and their families were apparently well acquainted.  Their decendants, Henry Adams and Sarah Dole (who married five generations later) decend from Stephen and Judith’s lines, respectively.  Also, John Greenleaf, another sibling and son of Edmund,  was married to Lydia Frost Pierce (2nd spouse for each).  They had no children together, yet Lydia and her first husband were the great-grandparents of Henry Adams.  Phebe Adams was  Jennie Walton’s great-great grandmother.

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