130 years ago,
Ada Phillips Swasey Rogers, my grandmother on my father's side.
Born: FEB 23, 1886 • San Marcos, Hays, Texas, USA
DEATH 2 DEC 1964 • Houston, Texas
She was born 133 years ago today.
I've mentioned her before in celebration of her birth HERE. Please take a virtual walk over and see what I said about her.
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Sarah Hellon Swasey.
birth: 23 FEB 1757, Taunton, Bristol Co, MA
DEATH: 25 DECEMBER 1836, Somerset, Bristol County, MA.
She was my 4 times great grandmother, born 262 years before this year (2019).
BIRTH 14 DEC 1729 • Whitehaven, Cumberland, England DEATH AFT 1770 • At Sea ?
Her mother was Parthenia (Berthany?) Palmer Hellon (1732–?)BIRTH 1732 • Swansea, Bristol, Massachusetts, DEATH Unknown
Grandmom Sarah Hellon married Lt. Jerathmel Swasey in 1775. He was born May 10, 1752 in Somerset, Bristol Ma, the son of Joseph and Mary Bowers Swasey.
Lt. Jarathmel Swasey (1752-1829) served as 1st lieutenant in Capt. Job Slead's 8th company, Col. Thomas Carpenter's 1st Bristol County Massachusetts regiment.
(Source: North American Family Histories, 1500-2000, Daughters of the American Revolution Lineage Books, page 257, Mrs. Lewelyn S. James Nickerson, descendant.)
I admit today was the first time I found the daughter, Sally Swasey Walker listed (at Find-A-Grave). That explains why a cousin was so excited about the Walker dolls, which are apparently famous as being early beauties by a Miss Walker. And the Swasey home is also know to have been the home of the Walker doll creator in (I think) Newport, RI.
Grandmom Sarah lived to be 79 and Grampa Jerathmel lived to his 73 year. I wish there was more known about Grandmom Sarah Swasey. All those years of her life were lived in such different circumstances to mine...cooking, cleaning, making clothing, obtaining food, probably growing food, saving food for wintertime, having children, teaching children, caring for sickness and injuries, just being a woman with all that entails!
And as I type this, an ambulance just wizzed up our road, siren blaring, then turned into our parking lot in quiteness, but with lights still flaring...and the EMT's (Emergency Medical Technicians) went in a neighbor's apartment and then after a while she left on a stretcher in the ambulance, at least sitting up and showing us all she's trying to run things. While the ambulance was parked in the driveway, the garbage truck arrived...a weekly pickup of household waste. Then they all roared away down an interstate highway.
In a year, will I remember this event? We are hooked to phones and immediate care. What a difference again, to the lives of the 18th and 19th centuries I was just trying to understand.
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