Upper Level: Jacob Soloman Keller 1769-1813 Nancy Moyer abt 1766

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Jacob Soloman Keller 1769-1813 Nancy Moyer abt 1766

Jacob Keller Headstone

Jacob Solomon Keller

Born 1769 Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York

Parents possibly Jacob Keller and Elizabeth

Married abt 1788

Died 1813 Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York
Buried Van Hornsville Cemetery, Herkimer, New York

Sources
New York Militia Officers
His last will and testament
Family Search
ancestry.com
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/8216074/jacob-keller

Nancy Ann Moyer

NOTE: Surname also spelled Mayer
Parents: possibly Solomon Moyer and Catherina Keller
Born about 1769 New York
Died
Buried:

Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com

CHILDREN
Note: this family has lots of mistakes on Family Search - two families were mixed up and trying to figure them out is a struggle. Be aware that the problem is there and be careful of any child born in Minden or Fort Plain

William Keller

*William Keller

Born 6 Sep 1788 Sharon, Schoharie, New York

Military: War of 1812
Married 1) Mary Flint 6 Nov 1808 Cherry Valley, Otsego, New York

Children Alvin, Henry, Margaret, Catherine, William, Abraham, George

2) Mrs. Hannah Crowner (Widow) after January 1849
Died 2 June 1874 Hartsville, Steuben, New York
COD: Cancer
Buried Hartsville Cemetery, Steuben, New York
From ancestry.com: Obituary Notice of William Keller (taken from a scrap book in the possession of Henry Keller's family)
William Keller died at the residence of his son, Henry Keller, in Hartsville, New York (not far from Alfred Station) June 2, 1874, of Cancer, aged 85 years, 8 months, 27 days. He was born in Sharon, Schoharie New York, Sept. 6, 1788. And was married to Mary Flint, Nov. 6, 1808. And afterward served in the war of 1812. In the year 1822 he moved to Rushford, Allegany Co., New York when that town was mostly a wilderness. Here he bought land and cleared up a large farm with the help of his boys, where he lived until 1844. When he moved to the town of Hume, Allegany Co. Here he lost his wife, and was subsequently married to Mrs. Hannah Crowner. In 1864 he came to Hartsville to live with his son, where his wife died in 1870. He has four sons and one daughter living. The oldest son lives in Salt Lake City, Utah. Another in Indiana, the rest in New York State. He lived to see the fourth generation, and now at a ripe old age, sleeps with his fathers". From: The Rev. Laurence P. Van Slyke, Nunda, N. Y." William Keller was buried in the family plot in the Hartsville cemetery, on a high hill overlooking Alfred, New York.

Sources
1830 US Census Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York
1840 US Census Root, Montgomery, New York
1855 New York State Census Hume, Allegany, New York
1870 US Census Hartsville, Steuben, New York (in house of son, Henry)
New York Index on claims of the soldiers of the War of 1812
US. War of 1812 Service Records
Illinois, Hancock County, Nauvoo Community Project
Family Search
ancestry.com
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/166773064/william-keller

John Henry Keller

Born 1789 Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York

Married Margaret Young 12 Feb 1815 Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York
Children: Nancy, Catherine, Elizabeth, Katherina, Jacob, Thomas, John, Andrew
Died
Buried
Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com

Jacob's headstone

Jacob Keller

Born abt 1792 New York
Married Nancy Petrie
Children: Rueben, Aaron, Simon, William, Nancy, Joseph, Rosina
Died 25 Sep 1873 Le Ray, Jefferson, New York
Buried Hoover Cemetery, Jefferson County, New York
Sources
1820 US Census Le Ray, Jefferson, New York
1830 US Census Little Falls, Herkimer, New York
1840 US Census Le Ray, Jefferson, New York
1850 US Census Le Ray, Jefferson, New York
New York State Census 1855
1860 US Census Le Ray, Jefferson, New York
1870 US Census Le Ray, Jefferson, New York
Family Search
ancestry.com for headstone
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/52971973/jacob-kellar

Elizabeth Keller

Born 19 Jan 1797 Palatine, Montgomery, New York
Christened: 23 June 1797 Stone Arabia Church, New York

NOTE: Marriages - not sure which are true and which are not. There is a Mr. Cook and and Elizabeth Keller that were married and lived in New York. I can't find anything about Solomon Shaul and why would she move to Michigan die there and be buried in New York? I'm not sure about the man/men she married.
Married 1) Solomon Shaul about 1813 Palatine, Montgomery, New York
Children
2) Nicholas Wagner about 1823
Children:
Died 30 Sep 1881
Buried 1881 Fort Plain, Montgomery, New York
Sources
Birth: United States Selected States Reformed Dutch Membership Records
Family Search
ancestry.com

Solomon H Keller

NOTE: There is another Solomon Keller in the area of Herkimer, New York, and he is married to Anna - do not get the two mixed up
Born about 1798 New York
Occupation: Farmer (1850 - 1880)
Married Nancy
Children: Jacob, Maria, Jane, Peter, Elizabeth, Nancy
Died
Buried
Sources
1830 US Census Root, Montgomery,
Note: lists 3 males himself and two sons - one between 10 and 15 and one between 15 and 20
1850 US Census Root, Montgomery, New York (age 52)
1855 New York State Census Root, Montgomery, New York (age 57)
1865 New York State Census Root, Montgomery, New York (age 67)
1870 US Census Root, Montgomery, New York (age 71)
1875 New York State Census Root, Montgomery, New York (age 76)
1880 US Census Root, Montgomery, New York (age 81)
Family Search
ancestry.com

Nancy Keller

Born 18 Oct 1800 Minden, Montgomery, New York

Married 1) Henry Markell 17 Mar 1817 Minden, Montgomery, New York

2) Chauncy Nellis 1835

Died 18 Apr 1877 Minden, Herkimer, New York

Buried (I found a Nancy Nellis wife of Peter Nellis, buried in Cherry Hill Cemetery in NY but she was born in 1822. I find it too much of a coincidence that two Nancy Keller's would be married to men with the last name of Nellis. They must be related)
Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com

William J Keller

Born 16 Aug 1801 Palatine, Montgomery, New York
Married Elizabeth Van De Werken 5 January 1823 Montgomery, New York, United States
Children: Jacob, Ann, Sarah, Sylvanus, Margaret, John, Mariah, Julia
Died 1857 Montgomery, New York
Note: He died prior to 8 May 1857 when Fred Krutina was listed on the probate record as appearing to discharge his duties as executor on the probate record. Evidently, there was another will presented in Germany (why, I can't tell since he was born in New York) for probate and it was nullified when the newer will with a more current date was presented.
Buried
Sources
Records of the Reformed Dutch Church of Stone Arabia in the town of Palatine, Montgomery, New York, Vol 2 births and baptisms
U.S. Reformed Dutch Church Records in Selected States
U.S. Selected States Reformed Dutch Church Membership Records
1820 US Census Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York
1830 US Census Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York
1840 US Census Root, Montgomery, New York
1850 US Census Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York
1855 New York State Census Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York
New York Wills and Probate Records
Family Search
ancestry.com

David Keller

Born 22 Mar 1805 Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York
Christening 16 June 1805
Married Lana
Children: Henry, Elizabeth, Jacob, Peter, Lana, Louisa, Barbary, David, Albert, John
Death 1 June 1854
Buried Chase Cemetery, Lysander, Onondaga, New York
Sources
New York Wills and Probate Records
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/14509388/david-keller
Family Search
ancestry.com

Mary Keller

Born 22 May 1810 Canajoharie, Montgomery, New York
Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com

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From a Funeral Program

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not for too long

And not with your head bowed low

Remember the love that we once shared

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone

It's all part of the Master's plan

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the hills we know

And bury your sorrow among the trees

Miss me, but let me go.

The Line

Every minute someone leaves this world behind.
We are all in “the line” without knowing it.
We never know how many people are before us.
We can not move to the back of the line.
We can not step out of the line.
We can not avoid the line.

So while we wait in line -

Make moments count.
Make priorities.
Make the time.
Make your gifts known.
Make a nobody feel like a somebody.
Make your voice heard.
Make the small things big.
Make someone smile.
Make the change.
Make love.
Make up.
Make peace.
Make sure to tell your people they are loved.
Make sure to have no regrets.
Make sure you are ready.

I'm My Own Grandpa

Many, many years ago when I was 23,
I got married to a widow
who was as pretty as could be.
She had a grown up daughter
who had a hair of red.
My father fell in love with her
and soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother,
for she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matters worse,
although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became a brother -in-law to dad
and so became my uncle though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle,
then that also made him brother to the widow's grown-up- daughter,
who of course, was my stepmother.
Father's wife then had a son,
who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
and it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
she's my grandma too.
If my wife is my grandmother,
then I am her grandchild.
and every time I think of it,
it simply makes me wild.
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw.
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!

Quotes from the Prophets

President Gordon B Hinckley: "It is good to look to the past to gain appreciation for the present and perspective for the future. It is good to look upon the virtues of those who have gone before, to gain strength for whatever lies ahead. It is good to reflect upon the work of those who labored so hard and gained so little in this world, but out of whose dreams and early plans so well nurtured, has come a great harvest of which we are the beneficiaries. Their tremendous example can become a compelling motivation for us all, for each of us is a pioneer in his own life."

President Spencer W Kimball: "I hope to see us dissolve the artificial boundary line we so often place between missionary work and temple and genealogical work, because it is the same great redemptive work!"

President Joseph Fielding Smith: " The responsibility on behalf of our kindred dead rests with equal force on all, according to our individual ability and opportunities...the greatest and grandest duty of all is to labor for the dead."

The Passing of the Pot (Chamber Pot)

As far back in childhood
As memory may go
One household vessel greets me
That wasn't made for show
Beneath the bed twas anchored
Where only few could see
But served the entire family
With equal privacy
Some called the critter Peggy
And some the thundermug
And others called it badger
A few called it jug
To bring it in at evening
Was bad enough no doubt
But heaven help the person
Who had to take it out
Our big one was enormous
And would accomodate
A watermelon party
Composed of six or eight
When nights were dark and rainy
It was a useful urn
On icy winter mornings
The cold rim seemed to burn
At times when things were rushing
And business extra good
Each took his turn a waiting
Or did the best he could
Sometimes when in a hurry
To our disgust and shame
We fumbled in the darkness
And slightly missed our aim
The special one for company
Was decorated well
But just the same it rendered
That old familiar smell
Today this modernism
Relieves me a lot
And only in my vision
I see that homely pot.
(author unknown)

Poem about ancestors

Though steep is the path I follow today,
The footprints of time will show me the way.
For many have traveled a smiliar road,
And carried an equal of heavier load.

No troubles I face are new to this earth,
That man has not faced from time of his birth.
The route has been charted and roads have been paved
By legions before me who were stalwart and brave.

Their steps never faltered nor courage grew dim,
For they trusted the Lord and let Him led them.
If my faith and my trust remain steadfast and true,
God will guide and protect me in all that I do.
- Dolores Karides

The Elusive Ancestor

I went searching for an ancestor.
I cannot find him still.
He moved around from place to place
and did not leave a will.
He married where a courthouse burned.
He mended all his fences.
He avoided any man who came to
take the US census

He always kept his luggage packed,
This man who had no fame,
and every 20 years or so,
This rascal changed his name.
No one else inthis world is
searching for this elusive man,
so I play "Gene-solitaire"
To find him, if I can!

I'm told he's buried in a plot,
with tombstone he was blessed;
but the weather took engravings,
and some vandals took the rest.
He died before the county clerks
were appointed to keep records
No family Bible has emerged -
In spite of all my efforts.

To top it off, this elusive ancestor
who has caused me many groans -
left me even one more challenge:
He brothed a lady,
by the name of "Jones"!
(Got this from a publication
put out by the DUP organization
that names the author: Merrell Kenworthy)

Poem: Heaven's Door

If I should go before you,

If life on earth were through;

I'll stop just inside Heaven's door,

and there I'll wait for you.

You've but to look 'cross star filled skies,

Past the moon and then beyond;

To know my leaving could never break,

This heart's undying bond.

And if you should go before me,

If your journey on earth were through;

You know I will be close behind,

I'll never be far from you.

Across the span of time and space,

This love will reach this far;

For you'll always carry a bit of my heart,

No matter where you are.

Allison Chambers Coxsey©1995 ~ All Rights Reserved

Which Shall It Be? by Adelaide Proctor

Which shall it be?

"Which shall it be? Which shall it be?
I looked at John and John looked at me,
And when I found that I must speak,
My voice seemed strangely low and weak:
˜Tell me again what Robert said,"
And then I, listening, bent my head.
This is his letter:˜I will give
A house and land while you shall live,
If, in return, from out your seven,
One child to me for aye is given."

I looked at John's old garments worn;
I thought of all that he had borne
Of poverty, and work, and care,
Which I, though willing, could not share;
I thought of seven young mouths to feed,
Of seven little children's need,
And then of this.

˜Come, John,said I,
We'll choose among them as they lie
Asleep. So, walking hand in hand,
Dear John and I surveyed our band:
First to the cradle lightly stepped,
Where Lilian, the baby, slept.
Softly the father stooped to lay
His rough hand down in a loving way,
When dream or whisper made her stir,
And huskily he said: ˜Not her!"

We stooped beside the trundle bed,
And one long ray of twilight shed
Athwart the boyish faces there,
In sleep so beautiful and fair;
I saw on James rough, red cheek
A tear undried. E'er John could speak,
He's but a baby, too," said I,
And kissed him as we hurried by.

Pale, patient, Robbie's angel face
Still in his sleep bore suffering's trace.
˜No, for a thousand crowns, not him!"
He whispered, while our eyes were dim.
Poor Dick! bad Dick! our wayward son”
Turbulent, restless, idle one”
Could he be spared?
Nay, He who gave
Bade us befriend him to the grave;
Only a mother's heart could be
Patient enough for such as he;
˜And so," said John, ˜I would not dare
To take him from her bedside prayer."

Then stole we softly up above,
And knelt by Mary, child of love;
˜Perhaps for her ˜twould better be,"
I said to John. Quite silently
He lifted up a curl that lay
Across her cheek in a wilful way,
And shook his head: ˜Nay, love, not thee,
The while my heart beat audibly.

Only one more, our eldest lad,
Trusty and truthful, good and glad,
So like his father. ˜No, John, no!
I cannot, will not, let him go."

And so we wrote, in courteous way,
We could not give one child away;
And afterward toil lighter seemed,
Thinking of that of which we dreamed,
Happy in truth that not one face
Was missed from its accustomed place;
Thankful to work for all the seven,
Trusting the rest to One in heaven."

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Jacob Soloman Keller 1769-1813 Nancy Moyer abt 1766

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