Upper Level: John Patrick 1675-1732 Sarah abt 1680

Sunday, February 6, 2011

John Patrick 1675-1732 Sarah abt 1680

I thought this definition important enough to include in this post because it helped me understand more than the inventory being just a list of belongings
A probate inventory was taken shortly after an individual’s death by two or more people, described as ‘appraisers’. They normally began the inventory with cash (‘money in his purse’) and clothes (‘his wearing apparel’) and then proceeded around the house from room to room listing and valuing the deceased’s movable goods, before moving outside to list the contents of agricultural buildings, livestock and crops growing in the fields. Anything that was not movable was omitted, which means you might get a list of cooking utensils but no oven, window curtains but no windows. Inventories do not record real estate – whether lands or buildings – although will include movable documents relating to it (e.g. ‘his lease’). They also excluded debts owed by the deceased, although sometimes record debts owing to the deceased. Appraisers often identified goods by room, thus providing evidence of both rooms and room use. However, it is impossible to tell whether all the rooms in the house have been listed, unless there are internal inconsistencies (e.g. a ‘chamber over the buttery’ but no ‘buttery’).

In law, the possessions of a married woman belonged to her husband and so married women did not make wills or have inventories made for them. (Perhaps this means that the Mary listed below was a widow) In theory, this meant that a married man’s inventory would include the possessions of his wife. However, in some cases it is evident that goods owned by a wife before her marriage were excluded, along with her personal goods (for example, her clothes). Goods might also be omitted from an inventory where they had already been bequeathed in the deceased’s will or otherwise bestowed (since the function of the inventory was to value the deceased’s goods for sale to pay off his or her debts). It should also be borne in mind that probate inventories omit a significant number of inhabitants (perhaps as many as fifty per cent) whose estates fell below the inventory thresholds (i.e. they were too poor to have goods worth valuing).

M- 8th Great grandparents

John Patrick
Parents: Walter Patrick and Elizabeth (unknown surname)
Born 2 Oct 1675 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Married Sarah Mason about 1699 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Died 12 Oct 1732 York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Sources
Birth: Virginia Birth and Christenings, IGI film 1033913 IT 10 Batch C504701 dated 1648-1789
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Sarah Elizabeth Mason
Parents: George Mason and Mary French (unproven so far)
Born abt 1680 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America

Died 31 March 1720 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America

Buried
Sources
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CHILDREN

7th great aunts and uncles

Elizabeth Patrick
Born 19 Feb 1700 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Died 8 Nov 1725 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Sources
Birth: York County Virginia, Charles Parish Records and IGI film 1033913 IT 10 Batch C504701 dated 1648-1789
AGBI

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M - 7th Great grandfather
*John Patrick
Born 26 Jul 1703 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Married Elizabeth Curtis Abt 1721 Virginia, British Colonial America
Children: Thomas, Alice, John, Thomas, Walter, Walter, Sarah, Curtis, William, Mary, William, Susanna, Merrit, Margaret, Frances, Elizabeth, Edmund, Lucy
Died 8 Mar 1754 York County, Virginia, British Colonial America

Buried
Sources
Birth: IGI film 1033913 IT 10 Batch C504701 dated 1648-1789
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Mary Patrick
Born 21 Mar 1705 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Married Francis Cook abt 1725 Virginia, British Colonial America
Children: John, Francis, James, William, Henry, Bennet, Amey, Mary, Lazarus (last two are twins)
Died Before 20 Jun 1774 (the date of the probate)
The following is the probate inventory taken of her estate after her death Agreeable to an order of York Court bearing date the 20th Day of June 1774 We the Subscribers after being Sworn have appraised the Estate of Mary Cook deced as follows.
1 Sow &3 Shoats 17/6 2 Barrows 20/ 1..17..6
1 Cow and Calf 60/ 1 Horse 40/ 5..-..-
2 Beds 10/ 3 Iron Potts & Hooks 12/6 1..2..6
1 Spit and Pan 2/6 Ax and 2 old Hoes 1/3 ..3..9
1 Spinning Wheel & 2 pr Cards 2/6 old Side Saddle 5/ ..7..6
1 pr Fire Tongs & Shovel 2/ Beadstead & Cord 7/6 ..9..6
2 Trays & 2 Sifters Meal Bag & Parcel of Wooden Ware ..3..9
1 Hatchet Hammer 2 Reap Hooks & Basket 2/ ..2..0
2 Dishes 1 Bason 4 Plates &c 6/ 13 Bottles 2/6 ..8..6
3 Cyder Hogsheads & 3 Barrels 10/ ..10..0
1 Flour Tub 1 Small Jarr Milk Pan & Bowl ..4..6
1 Shoat 7/6 1 Box Iron & Heaters 2/ ..9..6
1 old Rug & Blanket 3/ 4 Chairs & old Table 3/6 ..6..6
9 Dunghill Fowls & Turkey Hen 6/ 21 lb of Bacon at 6d pr lb ..16..6
£12..2..0
Callohill Mennis
John Patrick (likely her brother)
William Kerby
Returned into York County Court the 15th Day of August 1774 and ordered to be Recorded.
Examd.
Teste
Thos: Everard Cl: Cur:
Sources
Birth: Virginia Births and Christenings and IGI film 1033913 IT 10 Batch C504701 dated 1648-1789
Online probate inventory: http://research.history.org/DigitalLibrary/ProbateList.cfm her husband's is also available.
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Sarah Patrick
Born 4 Oct 1708 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Died 14 Oct 1709 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Sources
Birth: IGI film 1033913 IT 10 Batch C504701 dated 1648-1789
Birth and Death: Virginia Births and Christenings

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Hannah Patrick
Born 25 Aug 1710 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America

Married

Children

Died

Buried

Sources
Birth: York County, Virginia, Charles Parish Records and IGI film 1033913 IT 10 Batch C504701 dated 1648-1789
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Frances Patrick
Born 5 Oct 1711 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Sources
Birth: York County, Virginia, Charles Parish Records and IGI film 1033913 IT 10 Batch C504701 dated 1648-1789

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William Patrick
Born and Christened 16 Jan 1716 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America
Married Unknown

Children Unknown
Died 10 Oct 1739 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America

Buried
Sources
Birth: York County, Virginia, Charles Parish Records and IGI film 1033913 IT 10 Batch C504701 dated 1648-1789

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Martha Patrick
Born 19 Jul 1719 Charles Parish, York, Virginia, British Colonial America

Married Unknown

Children Unknown

Died

Buried
Sources
Birth: York County, Virginia, Charles Parish Records and IGI film 1033913 IT 10 Batch C504701 dated 1648-1789

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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."

Sunday, February 6, 2011

John Patrick 1675-1732 Sarah abt 1680

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