Upper Level: John Patrick 1758-1816 Sarah Kendrick 1761-1833

Sunday, January 2, 2011

John Patrick 1758-1816 Sarah Kendrick 1761-1833

John Patrick
Born 6 Dec 1758 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Parents: John Patrick and Mary Mason
Occupation: Farmer
Note: he owned slaves
Married Sarah Kendrick 29 Sep 1779 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Died (will dated) 29 Aug 1819 Warren, Kentucky
In his will he mentions wife Sarah; sons James, Allen, Wiley and Green; daughter Nancy; children William, John Luke, Betsy and Polly; Sally Boseman; Grandchildren Wiatt, John, Catherine McFadden; daughter Betsy Taylor; Polly Tarrants; Appoints John Patrick (son) and William Taylor (son-in-law) executors.
Buried on his farm, six miles north of Paris, Kentucky
Sources
Book: Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 25-26
http://www.taylorassociation.org/
Sarah Kendrick
Born abt 1761 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Parents: Captain John Kendrick and Amy Fox
Died 14 Mar 1833 Missouri
Note: Came over the Blue Ridge Mountains in 1798, spent a year in east Tennessee, then moved on to Bowling Green, Kentucky. As a widow, she moved to Missouri
Sources
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 25-26
1820 US Census for Warren, Kentucky page 62 (living with son, Wiley)
http://www.taylorassociation.org/

CHILDREN

William Patrick
Born 1781 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Married: Mary Patrick 2 Sep 1810 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Sources
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 26
Marriage: Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638-0 Reference #56
http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html
Sally (Sarah) Patrick
Born 1783 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Married 1) John McFadden 22 Jul 1801 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Note: Grooms surname spelled Mcfadin in record
Children: Wyatt, Catherine, John
2) Jacob Bozeman 22 Jun 1808
Children: Twins: Sarah (Sally), Silvia, Irena, Serena, William, Luke, Elmira
3) Levi Turner 10 Jan 1820 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Note: Her name was Sarah in the record - this may not be her
Died 1828
Sources
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 26
Marriage to John: Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638-0 Reference #51
Marriage to Jacob: Book: Sketches of the Bozeman Family copied by Lou.Emma Price Riter
Marriage to Levi: Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638-1 Pg 262 http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html
John Patrick
Born 1785 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Married Margaret (Polly) Mitchell 8 May 1811 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Children: George, James, John, Martha
Sources
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 26
Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638-0 Reference #56
1820 US Census for Warren, Kentucky page 32
http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html
Luke Patrick
Born 1787 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Married Lavena (Gwen) Cason 20 Apr 1812 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Sources
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 26
Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638-0 Reference #56
http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html
Mary (Polly) Patrick
Born 21 Feb 1788 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Married Terry Tarrants 1806 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Note: Her name is given as Polly in the marriage record
Children: John, Sally, Nancy, Leonard, James, William, Terry
Died 23 Dec 1853 Warren County, Kentucky
Sources
Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638-1 pg 261 image 69
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 27
http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html
James Patrick
Born 1791 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Married Martha Elizabeth Lanier 20 Oct 1816 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Children: George, Mary, Edwin, Lucy, Sarah, Martha, James, William
Sources
Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638-0 Reference #56
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 27
http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html

Elizabeth Patrick tTaylor

*Elizabeth Patrick
Born 9 Dec 1793 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Married William Taylor 11 Mar 1811 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Note: Her name is Betsy in the record
Children John, Allen, Julia, Mary, Louisa, Elizabeth, Sarah, Joseph, Pleasant (Green), William, Levi, Nancy, Amanda, James
Died 25 Oct 1880 Harrisville, Weber, Utah
Buried 27 Oct 1880 Ogden City Cemetery, Ogden, Weber, Utah
Sources
Book: Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 27-29
For an excellent biography of her life please click on this link: http://www.taylorassociation.org/biographies/Biography.asp?ID=104&Char=P

Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638 page 262 image 69

Nancy Patrick
Born 1795 Mecklenburg, Virginia
Married: Levi Turner 10 Jan 1820
Died Nov 1833
Sources
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 29
http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html

Wiley Jones Patrick Sr. Headstone

Wiley Jones Patrick
Born 4 Mar 1802 Warren, Kentucky
Married 1) Rayanna (Rosa) Cox 11 Apr 1818 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Enlisted in US Army at age 24 on 5 May 1825 in Natchez, Mississippi
2) Margaret S Reynolds 10 Jan 1829 Baltimore, Maryland
Note: Met Margaret while he was serving in the army in Maryland
Children: John, Allen, Jeff, Green, Jane, James, Wiley, Nancy
Moved west in 1830 and settled in Macon County, Missouri
Died Mar 1851 Kinderhook, Pike, Illinois
Buried: Kinderhook Cemetery, Kinderhook, Pike, Illinois
Note: he was living on the opposite side of the Mississippi River when he died, perhaps to protect his family from the smallpox epidemic of 1850-51
Sources
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 29
Registers of Enlistments in the US Army 1798-1914 Volume 37 page 150
Note: middle initial extracted as I instead of J
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/5004446/wiley-jones-patrick
1820 US Census for Warren, Kentucky page 62
1840 US Census for Middlefork, Mason, Missouri page 7
Marriage to Rayanna: Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M016380 Reference #56
http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html
Info on children and his military/marriage to Margaret: http://familytreemaker.genealogy.com/users/p/a/r/Lydia-A-Parker-LaVergne/WEBSITE-0001/UHP-1003.html
Allen J Patrick
Born 1804 Warren, Kentucky
Married Lucinda Mitchell 15 Dec 1822 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Note: her surname is spelled Michel in record
Sources
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 29
Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638 Reference #57
http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html
Ludson Green Patrick
Born 18 Jul 1805 Warren, Kentucky
Married Magdalena (Lana) Bellar 28 Mar 1824 Bowling Green, Warren, Kentucky
Note: Her surname spelled Beller in record
Children: Eli, Nancy, John, William, Eliza, James, Mary, Sarah
Died 1878 Monroe, Missouri
Life History note: Ludson was granted land patents in 1836 and 1837 for acreage in Monroe County, Missouri
Sources
Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner page 29
1830 US Census for Kentucky Warren, Kentucky page 69
1850 US Census for Monroe, Missouri (age 45 - it also listed all of the above children)
Note: Also had a young man, Alexander Morley, age 22, living with them during the census time. Marriage: Kentucky Marriages 1785-1979 Film 339890 Batch M01638 Reference #57
http://genforum.genealogy.com/patrick/messages/2503.html

2 comments:

UnknownApril 19, 2018 at 2:22 PM
Who do you have as the parents of Sarah Elizabeth Kendrick Patrick? I have John Kendrick and Amy Fox but do not have proof. Wiley Jones Patrick was my great great grandfather. His daughter Nancy Margaret Patrick Jones was my great grandmother, her son Valentine Buchanan Jones was my grandfather. I hope you can help me. Thanks. Roxie.jones1@gmail.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."