Upper Level: June 2012

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Evan Williams 1677-1715 and Margaret Richards 1677

Evan Williams
Born abt 1677 Llansphen, Parish of Llandilwawr, Caernarvonshire, Wales
Occupation: Yeoman (Farmer)
Parents: David Williams and unknown mother
Married 1) Margaret Richards 7 Jul 1697 Public meeting House, Haverford, Welsh Tract
2) Dorothy (unknown surname - she is mentioned in his will)
Died (will dated) 26 Aug 1715 proven 3 Mar 1716 Skippack, Montgomery, Pennsylvania
Sources
Colonial and Revolutionary Famlies of Pennsylvania Vol 2
email received from John Quinn
Margaret Richards
Born abt 1677 Dolgelly, Merioneth, Wales
Parents John Richards and Susan (unknown surname)
Died after 1704
Sources
Colonial and Revolutionary Famlies of Pennsylvania Vol 2

CHILDREN

Lewis Williams
Born 23 May 1698 Pennsylvania
Occupation: Cooper
Married Jane Lloyd 8 August 1725 Merion Meeting House, Merion, Pennsylvania
Children: Margaret
Died 1727 White Marsh, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Sources
Colonial and Revolutionary Famlies of Pennsylvania Vol 2
email received from John Quinn
http://www.gwyneddmeeting.org/history/williams.htm#6
David Williams
Born Abt 1700 Pennsylvania
Occupation: Cooper
Unmarried, he left his estate to his sisters
Died 1731 Norriton, Montgomery, Pennsylvania
Sources
Colonial and Revolutionary Famlies of Pennsylvania Vol 2
email received from John Quinn
Elizabeth Williams
Born Abt 1702
Married Matthias Rittenhouse 1731 Roxborough, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Children: Jonathan, David, Anne, Margaret, Esther, Benjamin, Mary
Sources
Colonial and Revolutionary Famlies of Pennsylvania Vol 2
email received from John Quinn
*Anne Williams
Born Abt 1704 Pennsylvania
Married George Harmer 26 Mar 1724 Gwenydd Meeting, Montgomery, Pennsylvania
Children: Elizabeth, Samuel, Ann, Sarah
Sources
Colonial and Revolutionary Famlies of Pennsylvania Vol 2
email received from John Quinn
http://www.gwyneddmeeting.org/history/womens_minutes1722.html

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Francis Stephenson abt 1644 Mary Wilson abt 1647

Francis Stephenson
Born abt 1644 England
Parents: Francis Stephenson and Unknown woman
Married Mary Wilson 29 Sep 1665 Wentworth, York, England
Note: his name is spelled Fransis Stevenson in record, her surname is spelled Willson
Sources
England Marriages 1538-1973 Batch I02910-2 Film 1545839
Mary Wilson
born abt 1647 England
Unknown parents - there are several possibilities

CHILDREN

Samuel Stephenson
Christened 6 Mar 1666 Hemsworth near Wakefield, York England
Married Mary Thomas 12 Jul 1699 All Saints, Wakefield, York, England
Children: Sarah, Elizabeth, Susanna, Mary, Hanna, Samuel, Richard, Frances
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch P00731-1 Film 844558
England Marriages 1538-1973 Batch M01830-1 Film 98457
*Francis Stephenson
Christened 2 Mar 1669 Kirk Ella, York, England
Note: in East Riding, abt 2 miles from Wentworth
Married Sarah Meller abt 1689 England
Children Thomas, Susannah (looking for more)
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch P00778-1 Film 599889
Thomas Stephenson
Christened 24 Apr 1670 Patrington,York, England
Note: 2 miles from Wentworth
Married Frances Dilworth 24 Jul 1698 Bishopthrope, York, England
Note: 4 miles from Wentworth
Children (still looking)
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch P00785-1 Film 496806
England Marriages Batch M07180-3 Film 1068314
Elizabeth Stephenson
Christened 12 Dec 1671 Wentworth, York, England
Note: name spelled Ellizabeth in record
Buried 23 Sep 1676 Wentworth, York, England
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch I02910-2 Film 1545839
England Deaths and burials 1538-1991 Batch I02910-2 Film 1545839
Robert Stephenson
Christened 15 Apr 1676 Wentworth, York, England
Note: name spelled Robbert in record
Married Jane Gibson 2 Dec 1703 Wentworth, York, England
Children: Robert, Mary, Katherine, Sandford, Margaret, Robert
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch I02910-2 Film 1545839
England Marriages 1538-1973 Batch I02910-2 Film 1545839
John Stephenson
Christened 4 Mar 1678 Wentworth,York, England
Married Catherine Leng 17 Nov 1697 St Mary Castlegate, York, York, England
Children: Anne, Thomas, Magdalen, Catherine, Anne, John, Jane, John, Jonathan
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch I02910-2 Film 1545839
England Marriages 1538-1973 Batch M04167-1 Film 0908022 IT , 0962988 IT 3
Martha Stephenson
Christened 14 Jan 1681 Wentworth, York, England
No record of marriage - perhaps died as child
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch I02910-2 Film 1545839

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Richard Green 1734 Mary Makin 1738

Richard Green
Born abt 1734 England
Unknown Parents
Married Mary Makin 26 Jun 1760 Spotbrough, York, England
Sources
England Marriages 1538-1973 Batch M10788-2 Film 919370
Mary Makin
Christened 26 Dec 1738 Wadworth, York, England
Parents: John Makin and Ann Haigh
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch I04506-7 Film 2104229 item 6

CHILDREN

Ann Green
Christened 4 Jun 1761 Doncaster, York, England
Married Robert Hick 30 May 1782 York, England
Children: Catherine, William, Elizabeth, William, Robert, Catherine, Ann, Ann, Robert, Thomas, Mary, Sarah
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch C10630-2 Film 919338
England Marriages 1538-1973 Batch I04467-3 Film 1469874 item 1
John Green
Christened 30 Aug 1752 Doncaster, York, England
Married Hannah Rawson 28 Aug 1784 Doncaster, York, England
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch C10630-2 Film 919338
England Marriages 1538-1973 Batch M10630-2 Film 919338
Richard Green
Christened 18 Sep 1763 Doncaster, York, England
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch C10630-2 Film 919338
Robert Green
Christened 9 Jun 1766 Doncaster, York, England
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch C10630-2 Film 919338
*Elizabeth Green
Christened 20 Nov 1769 Doncaster, York, England
Married Samuel Pilley 6 Nov 1792 Wadworth, York, England
Children: Mary, Ann, Samuel, Elizabeth, James
Sources
England Marriages 1538-1973 Batch I04033-6 Film 1655615 yrs 1788-1792
James Green
Born abt 1771 England
Died after 1780 England
Sources
Family Search
Mary Green
Christened 18 Nov 1773 Wadworth by Doncaster, York, England
Sources
Family Search

Friday, June 1, 2012

Tjerk Opheikens and Engeltje Jans

Tjerk Opheikens
Born 12 Mar 1779 Blijham, Groningen, Netherlands
Parents Jans Opheikens and Grietje Tjerks
Married 15 Aug 1802 Netherlands
Died 13 Jul 1832 Oude Pekela, Groningen, Netherlands
Sources
Family Search
Engeltje Jans
Born 2 Feb 1782 Bellingwolde, Groningen, Netherlands
Parents Jan Geerts and Swaantje Derks
Died 29 Jan 1847 Netherlands
Sources
Family Search
CHILDREN

Grietje Tjerks Opheikens
Born 21 Feb 1804 Oude Pekela, Groningen, Netherlands
Married Jan Derks Meijer 18 Dec 1848 Noordbroek, Groningen, Netherlands
Children: Derks, Klaas, Swaantje, Aaltje, Tjerk, Trijntje. Aaldrick, Jan, Engel
Died 20 Aug 1850 Noordbroek, Groningen, Netherlands
Sources
Family Search
Jan Tjerks Opheikens
Born 17 Mar 1807 Oude Pekela, Groningen, Netherlands
Sources
Family Search
Zwaantje Opheikens
Born 5 Oct 1809 Oude Pekela, Groningen, Netherlands
Died 28 Mar 1835
Sources
Family Search
Geert Tjerks Opheikens
Born 26 Aug 1812 Oude Pekela, Groningen, Netherlands
Died 18 Mar 1835
Sources
Family Search
Jakob Tjerks Opheikens
Born 20 Dec 1816 Oude Pekela, Groningen, Netherlands
Married Anneke Fokkens 31 Mar 1847
Children: Engeltje, Jan, Jacob, Eltjo, Jantje, Geert, Hendrik
Died 4 Apr 1886
Sources
Family Search
Hindrik Tjerks Opheikens
Born 2 Apr 1820 Oude Pekela, Groningen, Netherlands
Died 26 Apr 1843
Sources
Family Search

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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."