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| 2251 | IN REMEMBRANCE OF BETTY COATE This tribute was delivered by Richard Coate, at the memorial service for his wife, Betty Saturday, April 17, 2004 at the Unitarian Church in Brooklyn heights, New York. Elizabeth Louise, the daughter of Carl and Luella Scheibert of Trenton, Ohio, was known by most as Betty throughout her life. Hers was a close knit family. With nurturing parents, she reflected the values of not only her Christian upbringing, but those of a generation which placed a priority on nobility of character, good conduct, civility, courtesy, professional ethics and regard for the feelings of others. To the time of her hospitalization she enjoyed her weekly telephone conversations with her younger sister, Doris, to whom she was very close. On February 4, 2004, after a fall caused by ice on a handicap access from sidewalk to the street in Brooklyn Heights, New York, Betty was conveyed by ambulance go the ER at Long Island College Hospital where she was admitted as a patient in the Respiratory Care Unit. She died of complications the following March 13th. In the five weeks of her hospitalization, Betty would confront four life threatening crises, one involving pneumonia and a mild heart attack. Placed on Life Support she was transferred from the RCU to the ICU for the third and last time where she remained for two and a half weeks, unable to speak. On her back most of that time, her hands were strapped down in restraint. Throughout her entire ordeal, either in the RCU or the ICU, either myself or our devoted daughter Jennifer were at her bedside ten or eleven hours a day. But on the night of February 8th, following her first transfer to the ICU, I was not granted permission to remain with her overnight. During that long, lonely walk home I fervently prayed that she survive the crisis. When I entered her room at eleven a. m. next morning, she was desperately gasping for breath, still waging a fight for life. "Oh, Dick," she pleaded, "help me breathe." I took her hand in mine. She squeezed it with all the strength she could muster, a reminder of how much she depended upon my love and support. "I will, Betty. I will." I was relieved as her breathing gradually became less labored and she finally closed her eyes. But it was not long before opened them for a reassuring glimpse of me. I held her hand with both of mine and smiled. With each passing hour her breathing became easier and she finally fell into a deep sleep. At the end of five hours, a nurse, gently prodding, aroused her patient. "Elizabeth." ... Betty opened her eyes. "How do you feel?" Her response was immediate. "O. K." "How's your breathing?" "Good." We all smiled in relief.********************** February 19th, two days after her second transfer to the ICU [both times due, in part, to dangerously low sodium level resulting from trauma to the head] I had reason to believe that she had finally won the odds, that is, she had survived her last crisis. A quote from an e-mail to our long time friend, Jan Jackson, is a testament to my reason for feeling optimistic. "Thanks for the good thoughts and prayers, Jan. It's a great comfort to both of us. She was transferred from the ICU after midnight [of the 17th]. Though her sodium level hasn't changed, the Nurses Station informed me that she is 'stabilized.' Oxygen level 95-98. Her appetite has improved considerably. When I arrived this morning one of her first questions was, 'What's news?' You can imagine how good that question made me feel ..." By the 22nd, her sodium level, now within "safe" level, warranted a transfer back to the RCU. It was not long before she contacted pneumonia resulting in yet another life and death crisis requiring her to be placed on life support and, for the third time, a transfer back to the ICU. Though I didn't realize it at the time, sentiments I expressed shortly after, summed up our 53 years of marriage. "You know, Betty, we've always been a team," I began. Her eyes widened and she nodded, "... and we've always been there for one another." She literally hung on my words. "So, as team players, I want you to know that I'm right here with you, helping you to get through this as you helped me when I needed you most." Squeezing my hand, she smiled and nodded again. I had always known that I married a gal with a strong will ... but the stamina she evoked to survive what proved to be a protracted battle ... was not only remarkable, but an amazing demonstration of a valiance and spiritual strength.********************* It was during Christmas season of our 8th grade that we made an important discovery. Miss Weinberger, our music and art teacher paired us off to decorate our principal's office window .... we really enjoyed working together ... we were a good team. It was the beginning of a lasting relationship. A polio victim at the age of five, she developed a strength of character which engendered the respect of her grade and high school peers. Despite her handicap, she wielded a wicked ping pong paddle. When we paired in a High School tournament, vying for championship in an overtime game, we lost to Peggy Johnson and Richard Shockey by one point. But she had dramatically demonstrated to all in attendance that she was the real champion. As members of the High School Chorus and orchestra, our affection for one another was hard to conceal. She was great on the dance floor; snuggling close for the slow, sentimental, romantic ballads as well as the wildly energetic jitterbugging of the big band era. By the time we were High School seniors Betty and I were considered to be "steadies." By this past March 11th, when her lungs were cleared of pneumonia, her breathing stabilized, a tracheotomy was performed to facilitate the weaning process. Late that night, she was transferred to a weaning room in the RCU. At 830 a .m. on March 12th, I was with her when the Respiratory Specialist began decreasing, by increments, her dependency on the respirator. Midmorning, Jennifer joined me for the vigil. 1230 p. m., our anxiety mounting, we watched, cheering her on, as she was removed from the respirator. "Breathe, Betty, breathe, Mom," we urged her. There was a note of triumph in our voices as we exclaimed. "She's breathing. She's breathing on her own. She's off the respirator!" Still sedated, she was not aware of what she had accomplished. Later that evening, long after Jennifer departed for home in Dutchess County, Betty awakened. "Betty, you're off the respirator. You're breathing on your own." Raising her head from the pillow, her eyes widened as if to ask ... Are you sure? ... "It's true, you been breathing on your own for a long time now." She smiled. Obviously relieved, she squeezed my hand and eased back on the pillow. I could only speculate as to her thoughts. .... but I feel sure it was a prayer expressing gratitude. Five days before ... I had contacted a head and chest infection so I was still on antibiotic. The mask I was wearing prevented me from placing a good night kiss on her forehead. I again expressed many a tender a word before I announced that I had to get a good night's rest so I could be back early in the morning. She pounded the mattress with her hand on the opposite side of the bed. It was obvious she wanted me to linger just a little bit longer. I circled around to hold her other hand. "You're adorable and I'm very proud of you." I remained for an all-to-short five more minutes more. "I'll see you in the morning, darling. Rest well." She smiled as I gently slipped my hand from her grasp. Accepting my departure, she turned her head, as if to focus on the ceiling. While she attended Miami University in Oxford, Ohio, graduating with excellent grades as a Fine Arts Major, I attended Ohio State, majoring in Theater. Separated by 120 miles, we corresponded throughout the four years. Transferring to Ohio State in the fall of '49 where she received a degree in Education, she accepted my proposal early spring of the following year. Then came the event which altered the course of history. Late June of 1950, Harvey Seeman, our friend from Trenton High and my roommate at Ohio State, and his date, Marian Ott, Betty and I had good reason to be in high spirits. En route to Old Man's cave, a scenic and natural wonder in south central Ohio, the car radio was playing classical music and the weather was sheer poetry. When the program was interrupted with the announcement that the Communist North Koreans had crossed the 38th parallel, invading South Korea, we realized that the "Cold War" had now become a "Hot War." Late August of 1950 I received my induction notice. Five days before reporting to basic training, Betty and I were married in a hastily arranged ceremony in the living room her home. Members of both families were present. Following our brief honeymoon in picturesque Brown County State Park in Indiana, I was assigned basic training at Fort Knox, KY which was near enough to Trenton for me to make frequent weekend trips home during basic. During my student days at Ohio State, after my third year of live broadcasting on WOSU, the Ohio State Radio station, I'd been inducted into Alpha Epsilon Rho, The National Broadcasting Fraternity. I was to have been assigned to the Fort Knox Radio Station upon completion of Basic. But with the Chinese entry into the Korean War, anyone with a Military Occupation Specialty of a rifleman were, like it or not, shipped to Korea. Shortly after my arrival on line, a chance encounter between myself and an AP photojournalist produced a classic photograph which, in the ensuing decades, would become an icon of the Korean and Cold Wars. But for Betty's initiative, the photograph would have been lost to posterity. Following my army discharge in June of '52, we moved East to pursue our separate careers, she as an artist, I as an actor. While her first job, a technical illustrator with secret clearance, was with Sikorsky Aircraft, Bridgeport, Conn., I worked as a mechanic on the assembly line in the factory. Betty continued with Sikorsky while I commuted to Manhattan to study at The American Academy of Dramatic Arts. In September of 1954, after graduation and two seasons of Summer Stock on Cape Cod, we moved to Brooklyn Heights. Betty was not only my severest critic but my most staunch supporter. She attended the bulk of my performances, from High School through college, The American Dramatic Arts, through my work Off Broadway, The New York Shakespeare Festival, summer stock and regional theater. Over the years she advanced to become Art Director of the Art Department of a firm in Brooklyn. Her last job prior to retirement was with BMG, again serving as an Art Director. During her tenure at BMG she designed record jackets, page layouts and catalog covers. Back in October of 1989, I submitted a story I had written, The Unidentified Soldier In The USO Poster to Jan Jackson, Executive Administrative Assistant to the Chairman of the Presidential Korean War Memorial Advisory Board, General Richard G. Stilwell. At my request, she presented it to the general at the fund HQ in Arlington, Va. The board was not only responsible for selecting the memorial design but the fund drive for its construction and installation on the mall in our nation's capital. Though Betty admired my audacity, she knew that the story, which was really "our" story, would not fail to impress the four star general - all the more so, since he was a former Commander of all UN Troops in Korea. After all, the photograph had twice attained national circulation. Upon its first national AP newspaper release, the heading over the photograph of the Spokesman Review, Spokane, WA., read, "Silhouette of Yank Rifleman Symbolizes Fighting Forces it Korea." When the general learned that it resurfaced in 1964-'65 as the linchpin of the USO fund drive, this time symbolizing American fighting forces throughout the globe, he knew that its symbolic value could be an invaluable asset to the fund drive for the Korean War Memorial. Though the general addressed his letter of appreciation and commendation to me, he was well aware that Betty was a pivotal player in the backstory of the photograph. Had it not been for Betty, the general would never had reason to write that letter. An excerpt reads "I cannot gauge whether your story will evoke that genre of reaction, from publishers and general population who, in the not too distant past, termed Korea a 'Forgotten War.' Whatever, the true value of your work will be measured by the assuredly positive response of those who were there, who knew at first hand the selfishness and suffering of fellow men fighting on inhospitable terrain for dimly perceived objectives - men who can really appreciate the pain of an author valorous enough to experience it all again - and again, for the benefit of others. I salute your courage; I admire your initiative." Easter Sunday, 1951, during its first nationwide AP newspaper release, the photograph was accompanied by a reporter's interview of Betty in The Middletown Journal, Middletown, OH, our hometown newspaper. Recognizing its archival value, for the family at least, she secured a glossy of the photo and the AP release. Her initiative would have profound impact almost four decades later when she helped me design and prepare the pro bono press packets which targeted some of the more powerful and prestigious newspaper and magazine editors in the nation. Using General Stilwell's letter as the centerpiece, these press packets included literature from the fund HQ, a glossy of the photo and an editorial by me which was first published in The Phoenix, a prestigious and prize winning Brooklyn Heights Newspaper of that era. Betty followed this up by designing hundreds of posters, using the photograph as anchor, for the fledgling Korean War Veterans Association HQ and 80 or so posters, all designed for individual chapters. Reproduced and distributed throughout the nation, these impressive posters not only generated awareness of the "Forgotten War of Korea," but an inestimable amount of funds for the memorial to be situated in our nation's capital, as well as membership to the Korean War Veterans Association. By last count, the association has well over 260 Chapters. Her sympathy for the plight of the Korean War Veteran dates back to my own tour of duty in Korea. Betty's work on these posters in the early 90s were done, in large part, on her lunch break at Bertlesman Music Group, where she served as Art Director. As a result of her efforts and our press packets, she helped open doors which had hitherto been closed, generating invaluable press coverage for the veterans of the war. The success of our team work became the inspiration for the KWVA's still ongoing "Tell America About The Korean War" campaign. At the time of her passing, five million Korean War veterans were in her debt. ********************** Though I was well aware of Betty's dry wit and gift for repartee, I was more than a little impressed that she was able to hold her own with the comedian who was world renowned for his witticisms and comic timing - Bob Hope. In May of 1990, General Stillwell expressed his gratitude by inviting us to be his honored guest at a black tie, thousand dollar a plate dinner at the Omni Shoreham Hotel in Washington, D. C., honoring the 46 Congressman who had served during the Korean War. Jan Jackson hosted the table at which we were seated - front row, near the lip of the stage The Key note speaker was the President of the United States, George Walker Bush. He, along with Bob Hope and his wife, Dolores and Rosemary Clooney were seated front row center, two tables away, hosted by the general and his gracious wife. It had already been announced that Hope and Clooney were leaving for Europe shortly after the dinner to entertain the troops. It would be the last of Bob Hope's USO tours. Having finished their dessert, Betty and Jan made a trip to the lady's room. The president's departure for the White House, however, presented me an opportunity to approach Bob Hope for an autograph - while another guest at our table snapped a photo of the event. I made the approach, noting that Dolores was seated to his immediate left. I'm sure he did not know that my profile had graced hundreds of USO posters. Leaning into Hope to make sure I was "in frame," I extended my program and made the request. Nodding to the cameraman, he smiled and unceremoniously jotted his famous name on my program. Triumphant, I thanked him and made my way back to our table to find that Betty and Jan had returned from the lady's room. When they learned what I had done, Betty insisted that she, too, approach the comedian for an autograph. Having accompanied her to Hope's side, he was quick to note my presence. "Mr. Hope," Betty asked, "would you autograph my program, too?" Poker faced, he looked at me, then back to her. "You know I charge for these." "Ohio" Betty responded. "How much?" "A dollar per," the comedian replied. "That much? I'm afraid I don't carry that kind of cash with me." "I'll accept an I. O. U." the straight faced Hope replied. Betty pursued with the game playing. "But you're leaving for Europe shortly. Where will I send it?" Giving her a quizzical look, he paused before nodding to Dolores - an acknowledgment that he had a real live one here. Dolores supplied the punch line, "Oh, don't worry, we'll catch up with you." Betty grinned and we all laughed. Mission accomplished, we headed back to our table. ********************** When we attended our first Unitarian Church Fair in the mid-80s, we discovered many of our Brooklyn Heights friends manning the booths. They were all Unitarians. It was not long when we became members and active participants in the church. With the onset of Post Polio Syndrome she was required to be "on" oxygen 24 hours a day for the last several years of her life, she was unable to attend church. A devoted wife, she was a woman of considerable spunk. Up until the date of an hospitalization following an accident late afternoon February 4th, 2004, the direct result of a failure on the part of a building superintendent to remove ice from a sidewalk, she led a highly productive life few could match. Her handicap did not deter her from performing her favorite domestic chore - preparing the evening meal. A gourmet cook, she took great pride in serving not only a delicious dinner, but one that was aesthetically pleasing. She endeared herself to countless people throughout her life, maintaining childhood friendships and some with college chums. She loved the theater and we enjoyed attending Broadway shows together until recent years when her health did not permit. *********************** On the night of this past March 12th, I phoned the nurses station before I bedded down and again at 7 am in the morning. The reports were good - Betty was still breathing on her own. Upon my arrival at 9 am, I was about to enter her room when I was alarmed to see a doctor, both hands rhythmically pumping her chest. A nurse blocked my entrance. I waited in the corridor, while others on the medical staff rushed to her bedside. Time seemed to stand still as I prayed for a miracle - that she summon the strength to survive one more crisis. At 930 two attending nurses and a doctor emerged to inform me that she had passed away. She died of a heart attack. The trauma she had endured over the prior five weeks had taken its toll. It didn't seem possible! She was so alert the night before. Only two hours before the nurse said she was doing well! I excused myself, walked down the corridor, still in a state of disbelief. Composing myself, I phoned Jennifer with the sad news. Hers was the passing of a remarkable woman. Beautiful, charming, witty and highly intelligent, she had been my childhood crush, then sweetheart, wife, best friend, colleague, confidant and lover. She was a nurturing mother to our wonderful daughter, Jennifer, and Grandmother to Emma and Christian, to whom she was lovingly known as "Grandma Betty." In all the 74 years I've known her, including our 53 years of marriage, I cannot recall anyone express an unkind word about her. To have known her was to respect her. Spiritually, she is still very much with me. Betty will continue to play the most important role in my life ... until, I too, join her in eternal rest. ********************** EXTEMPORE EULOGY BY MAGGIE CURRAN TO BETTY COATE AT HER MEMORIAL SERVICE AT THE FIRST UNITARIAN CHURCH IN BROOKLYN HEIGHTS, NEW YORK, APRIL 17, 2004 MAGGIE CURRAN, Ret., Literary Agent, Stage Manager, Actress. * I first met Richard and Betty Coate in 1956 when Richard and I both worked for The New York Shakespeare Festival. In 1960 I moved to Brooklyn Heights, had a daughter, as they did, and our lives ran parallel to the present, including membership in the First Unitarian Universalist Congregation of Brooklyn, NY. Betty Coate was the most courageous and the most modest person I have ever known. She was, in the terminology of the time, a victim of Infantile Paralysis. She never allowed herself to become a victim. She lived a rich full life. She got a wonderful education - she married her sweetheart, Richard, and they had their wonderful Jennifer. Betty put in a full working life and I knew her best in retirement (Retirement goes on forever these days.) when a group of Heights women met for dinner about once a month. She was always so neat and elegant. She was quiet, but when she spoke, we listened. We respected her. Ultimately it was Post Polio Syndrome that robbed Betty of strength to recover from an accident. She was beautiful and she will be missed.* Note By Richard Coate Maggie Curran has great presence and her style of delivery (somewhat in the grand manner of an actress who had honed her skills) was magnificent. Betty would have been so pleased!*************** Tribute to Betty Coate by her nephew, John Thullen Excerpts from the letter John Thullen wrote to his cousin, Betty's daughter, Jennifer Schulz, were read by his sister, Nancy Thullen at the graveside memorial service for Betty at Woodside Cemetery on June 5, 2004 in Middletown, Ohio. John and Nancy's mother, Doris Thullen, is Betty's younger sister. The full text of John's letter to Jennifer's father, Richard Coate, dated June 10, 2004 as well as his original letter to Jennifer reads "Dear Uncle Dick, Nancy told me that she used excerpts of a letter I wrote to Jennifer at Aunt Betty's memorial service. She said you might appreciate a copy. I've left it as I wrote it. I'm sorry I was not able to make the trip to Middletown for the service. But I was thinking of you and Jennifer on that day. I hope you are O. K. I'm so sorry about Aunt Betty's passing. I would love to detour to New York City on one of our trips back east. Also, if you ever get an idea that you might like to visit, Denver, you are welcome and we can show you the sights. Please take care of yourself.[signed]Love, John "With John and Jennifer's permission, it reads "April 7, 2004 Dear Jennifer, I have been thinking and remembering Aunt Betty these past weeks, as we do at time like these, and I want you to know that here legacy for me was one of genuine human kindness, repeated many times toward me from my earliest childhood. In fact, one of my earliest memories of your mother is of visiting Brooklyn Heights as a very small child for a weekend, I believe, and during good-byes on the sidewalk I dropped a small, glass medicine bottle, which shattered into tiny shards. She had given me the shapely, dark brown bottle, I guess, because I had taken a fancy to it as small children will do as they transform mundane objects into treasures. Of course, I bent to retrieve the shards and immediately cut my finger, which caused a rather alarming amount of bleeding. The adults present rushed to correct the situation, but I remember, not concretely, but as a sort of presence, Aunt Betty's gentle attentiveness to this wound and her comforting me. The memory is soft and blurred, and filled with a gauzy, feathery sort of light, as it might be portrayed, say, in a Bergman film.* Of course, Bergman would have imbued the scene with weighty profundity, with the blood and the city rushing around this little scene. And so it was profound, as an early epiphany that such kindness existed outside of my immediate family in the person of your mother, my Aunt Betty. This attentive kindness came to be something I was drawn to over the years. I loved visiting your parents in New York City. It was exciting, of course, but they were so eagerly receptive and genuinely interested in my plans and dreams and my enthusiasms when I visited as a teenager, and as a college student, and into my twenties. Their attention was of incomprehensible value to me at that age. They let me stay for that summer during college to work which was both cool and miserable for me because of girl trouble. And, of course, I got to sleep on that cot in your room, which must have been absolutely delightful for you. Thank you for your patience. Life is hard, and I know your Mom's life was hard early on with childhood illness of a severity we can only imagine, but she became a graceful, compassionate, unselfish woman. She was that way because she was raised in a kind family by kind people. She was important to me, and I'm sorry time and distance have wrought their trite, little inconveniences in recent years. I want to be a child again and have my family back in full, with Aunt Betty leaning over me, lending comfort. I will miss her. I hope your Dad will be O.K. He and my mother have let me know of the arrangements. Love to you, Jennifer."* Add on note by Betty's husband, Richard ...Betty, like John, loved Bergman films. I don't believe that John was aware of it, but Betty and I discovered Bergman way back in the '50s, eons before he became world famous. Not long after we moved to Brooklyn Heights in 1954, by chance we passed by a Greenwich Village Theater which featured foreign films. Photo's below the marquee seduced us into seeing the film by a film by a Swedish Director we'd never heard of. Upon viewing "Naked Night," we realized Bergman was in a class all his own. Later came "Seventh Seal." Talk about "weighty profundity!" We were hooked and is subsequent years it became a special occasion to attend a Bergman film with Betty. Her insightful observations were illuminating, inevitably provoking long stimulating discussions with our friends. Her obituary which follows was lovingly written by her husband: "BETTY COATE, TRENTON, OHIO NATIVE, ARTIST, DIES AT 77By Richard Coate Elizabeth Coate, an artist, with her husband, Richard Coate, helped promote national awareness of the sacrifices made by Korean War veterans, died March 13 at Long Island College Hospital in Brooklyn, New York. She was 77 and had suffered complications from a fall due to an icy sidewalk the prior February 4th. The daughter of Carl and Luella Scheibert of Trenton, Ohio, Betty's was a close knit family. With nurturing parents, Betty reflected the values of not only her Christian upbringing, but the values of a generation which placed a priority on nobility of character, good conduct, civility, courtesy, professional ethics and consideration for the feelings of others. To the week of her hospitalization, she enjoyed her weekly telephone conversations with her younger sister, Doris, to whom she was extremely close. Betty always kept me abreast of recent family news. We had known one another from preschool days; I even sat behind her in the first grade of school in Trenton, Ohio. One Christmas during our Freshman year, Helen Weinberger, our Art and Music teacher, assigned us to the task of decorating the Principal, Harry Krueger's office window. It was not long before we became "steadies." A victim of polio at the age of six, she nonetheless led a full and productive life. Vying for championship in a Trenton High School Ping Pong tournament, we lost by one point in an overtime game to our friends, Peggy Johnson and Richard Shockey. During their college years at Ohio State, Betty was game enough to join our friend from High School Days, Harvey Seaman, also an OSU student, and me in scaling a 200 foot cliff outside Columbus, Ohio. It was a daring feat and one that Betty was fond of recalling. Graduating with Class of '45, she enrolled as an Fine Arts Major at Miami University, Oxford, Ohio, attaining her BFA from in 1949; two years later, in 1951, she received her degree in Education at Ohio State University, Columbus, Ohio. I, also an OSU graduate with a BA degree majoring in Theater, proposed to Betty in the Spring of 1950 shortly after her matriculation at Ohio State. With the outbreak of the Korean War in June of that year, five days prior to my induction into the Army September of '50, Betty became a soldier's bride of what became labeled "the forgotten war." Some four decades later, she would play a significant role in building awareness of the Korean War and drawing attention to the plight of the combat veterans who confronted a wall of silence upon rotation home. The bulk of the five million Korean War Veterans are ignorant of the great contribution she made to their cause. Following its publication in The Middletown Journal on Easter Sunday of 1951, she secured a glossy of the nationally distributed AP photo of the Korean War rifleman in silhouette, "Korean Watch," taken of me shortly before its nationwide release. Had she not recognized its archival value, for the family at least, the now famous photograph would have been lost to posterity after its second national release in 1964-65 when the USO used it as the linchpin of their nationwide fund drive, this time symbolizing American fighting forces throughout the globe. Beginning in 1991, she designed for national distribution hundreds of posters for the National HQ and Chapters of the fledgling Korean War Veterans Association - using the photo as anchor. Not only did these posters play a major role in building awareness of the Korean war, they were powerful instruments generating both membership to the KWVA and funds for the Korean War Veterans Memorial now situated in our nations capital. All Korean War Veterans are all deeply in her debt. Following my army discharge in June of '52, we moved East to pursue our separate careers, she as an artist, I as an actor. While her first job, a technical illustrator with secret clearance, was with Sikorsky Aircraft, Bridgeport, Conn., I worked as a mechanic on the assembly line in the factory. Betty continued with Sikorsky while I commuted to Manhattan to study at The American Academy of Dramatic Arts. After graduation and two seasons of Summer Stock on Cape Cod, we moved to Brooklyn Heights, New York, in September of 1954. Over the years she advanced to become Art Director of the Art Department of a firm in Brooklyn. Her last job prior to retirement was with BMG, again serving as an Art Director. During her tenure at BMG she designed record jackets, page layouts and catalog covers. With the onset of Post Polio Syndrome she was required to be "on" oxygen 24 hours a day for the last several years of her life. A devoted wife, she was a woman of considerable spunk. Despite her severe handicap, she led a highly productive life few could match. And it did not deter her from her favorite domestic chore - preparing the evening meal. A gourmet cook, she took great pride in serving not only a delicious dinner, but one that was aesthetically pleasing. She never let her limitations prevent her from sustaining her friendship with many friends. She endeared herself to countless people throughout her life, maintaining childhood friendships and some with college chums. She loved the theater and we enjoyed attending Broadway shows together until recent years when her health did not permit. My severest critic and most ardent supporter, she attended the bulk of the theatrical productions in which I was involved, from my student days at OSU and the American Academy of Dramatic Arts, through my professional years in Summer Stock, Regional Theater, The New York Shakespeare Festival and other Off-Broadway productions. Although she was unable to attend church these last few years, Betty enjoyed membership to the Unitarian Church. In all the 74 years that I new her, including the 53 year marriage, I cannot recall anyone ever having spoken an unkind word about her. Betty was not only valiant, but a gifted, beautiful woman of great charm, warmth, gentleness and compassion. Quick to respond to the show of kindness, her disarming smile was in itself a reward. The source of her greatest pride was daughter, Jennifer. "She's enriched our lives so!" Betty would exclaim on many occasions and for good reasons. The violin her instrument, she was a student at both P. S. 8 and Roosa School of Music in Brooklyn Heights. Following graduation from The High School of Performing Arts in Manhattan, she matriculated to the Music Department of Hofstra University. Graduating Cum Laude, she was one of two in her class to have been accepted in the National Music Society. We loved to attend the concerts with symphony or pit orchestras for numerous theatrical productions. Following graduation, she performed with the Putnam County Symphony Orchestra. Betty was so proud when Jennifer became photographer for the National Office of the March of Dimes in White Plains, NY. Among her many subjects were private audiences with two sitting Presidents of the United States. Married to Joseph Schulz, our frequent visits to the Schulz home in Dutchess County were a highlight of her life. Known as "Grandma Betty" to her grandchildren, Emma and Christian, she will be sorely missed. Elizabeth is survived by her husband, Richard, her daughter, Jennifer Schulz, two grandchildren, Emma and Christian Schulz, her sister, Doris Thullen of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and her brother, Dr. David Scheibert, a retired neurosurgeon, who resides in Marshallville, Ga. A memorial service will be held at the First Unitarian Church, Brooklyn Heights on Saturday, April 17, at 3 p. m. followed by a reception. A later graveside service, conducted by Rev. Richard Venus, will follow at the Woodside Cemetery in Middletown, Ohio on June 5, 2004 at 2 p. m. The following reception will be held at The Miami Valley Unitarian Universalist Fellowship, 8690 Yankee Street, Dayton, OH 45458-1835, a twenty minute drive from the cemetery. For those interested in learning more about Betty's work for the Korean War Veterans use any Search Engine on the Internet. Type in - "Betty Coate" Korean War. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the March of Dimes. Please have checks sent to Lois Erenberg, March of Dimes, 1275 Mamaroneck Ave., White Plains, NY 10605. Please add note in memo area of check reading 'in memory of Elizabeth Coate." | SCHEIBERT, Elizabeth (Betty) Louise (I11650)
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| 2252 | In some sources, Isabel is listed twice with a 1776 birth date the 2nd time. I do not know which is correct. | FERGUSON, Isabel (I10449)
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| 2253 | In some sources, she is listed as the daughter of Deacon Paul Peck and Martha Hale. Jacobus says this is probably incorrect. (F-88) | PECK, Sarah (I15523)
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| 2254 | In the "WELSH TRACT OF PENNSYLVANIA-THE EARLY SETTLERS" Extracted from the Welsh Settlement of Pennsylvania by Charles H. Browning provided by Donna Gill, On page 104 is the following excerpt: "Dr. Griffith Owen, with his wife, Sarahurvived him, son Robert, d. before 1717, and two daughters, Sarah and Elinor, and seven servants, from Prescoe, in Lancashire, came over (with his parents, and brother Louis Owen, who settled in New Castle Co.), in the hsip Vine, of Liverpool, sailing from Doleyserre with a large party bound for the Welsh Tract, and arrived in Philadelphia 17. 7 mo. 1684. Besides the land he had from his brother, which Dr. Owen, by deed dated 1. 1 mo.1694-5, conveyed to Robert David, whose land adjoined, the Doctor bought some from Richard Davies and John ap John, and the Land Commissioners (of which board he was a member in 9ber, 1701), in Goshen,and had 775 acres, in one tract, which was confirmed to him, by patent dated 13 Dec. 1703. The Goshen Meeting House was built in the center of htis tract, on land donated by the Doctor. Dr. Owen died in Philadelphia in 1717, aged 70 years, and was one of the earliest physicians here, others being Dr. Edward Jones, Dr. John Goodson, Dr. Thomas Wynne, and Dr. Graeme. His will, signed 3 Jan.1717, proved 6 Jan. named wife and children, Edward, Griffith (both became"practitioners in physick" in Philadelphia), John (a mariner), Sarah, wife of Jacob Jonathan Coppock, and Ann wife of John Whitpaine. Son-in-law William Sanders, and "daughter-in-law, Mary, wife of Samuel Marriot." (E) | OWEN, Dr. Griffith (I8239)
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| 2255 | In the 1715 St. Philip's parish census for Barbados, Ralph is listed as a Doctor and Esquire, age 35, with wife Madam Jane, 37, Madam Mary Austin, widow, 56, Ralph Weeks, age 5, Nathaniel Weekes, 3, Edward Weekes, age 10 months and Thomas Weekes, age 2 months. (F-250) This same Ralph, Jr. is listed in the Barbados Deed records. On Sept. 17th, 1705, Ralph Weekes, Island Doctor in Physics of the other part was deeded land from Archibald White and wife Rebecca in St. Phillips Parish, v. 23, p. 465. (F-309) Then he sold 3 acres to his "loving brother Roger" in St. Phillips in v. 28, p. 513. (F-309) This seems to be the related line as Samuel Forte then deeded land to Ralph Weekes in V. 30, p. 140 and p. 179. Ralph was deeded land over a dozen times in Barbados Deeds. (F-310) | WEEKES, Ralph (I13314)
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| 2256 | In the 1800 census, Benjamin and his wife were between the ages of 26 and 45. He had 4 sons and 1 daughter under age 10, one son and daughter under age 10-16, one son and daughter from age 16-26, one son and daughter from age 26-45 and 1 He's buried on his farm. Benjamin had 11 children listed in the record at the time of his death. Nathan; William W.(married Ruth Shipley 16 Dec 1835; Edward, living in Ohio; Mary, wife of Leonard Wathen; Erasmus,living in Indiana; Sarah, marrie d William Wathen; Ann, married Archibald Shipley; Elizabeth, married Richard Edward Shipley Jan 1825; Eliza married Larkin Shipley 4 May 1829; Benjamin, married Mari Plummer 19 April 1821. On Oct. 13, 1833, Nathan and William W. Benton petitioned the court to divide their father's land. (CL-611) | BENTON, Benjamin Smith (I5252)
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| 2257 | In the 1800 Newberry Co. census, Jesse has a son and daughter under age 10 plus he and his wife are between 16 and 26 in age. Other persons on this same census page in the following order include: John, James, this Jesse, William (his?), William, Wright, Henry, and Moses Coat/Coats/Cote. It should be noted that the 1800 census was not in visitiation but alphabetical order instead. This would be before the actual marriage date I have for him, so that needs double checked. (C-419a, 1933) Jesse and his first wife had 10 children: Jane Coate, Abia Coate , Miles David Coats, William CoateCoats , Sarah Ann Coate, Elizabeth "Betsy" Coate, Anna "Anny" Coate, and Marena /Mariana "Rena" Coate. He and his second wife had the following children: Levi Cote Coat Coate, Eli Coate, Jefferson Coate, Elizabeth Coate, George W. Coate, Georgia Harriett Ann Coate, and John Coate. Benny Coate states that Jesse's second wife was Mary Johnson instead of Mary Coppock. (C-1626) In a dower release during what I suspect must have been a land sale, Catherine is listed as Jessie's wife and Sally (SarahAnn's nickname?), his mother when they release those rights. It is unusual for the mother to release rights, so I'd be looking for this to be land that his mother lived on after Thomas's death. Jesse sold the land he inherited from his father on Apr 23, 1806. (C-1938) It also provides proof that he is the son of Thomas and Sarah Ann: Deed - 23 April 1806. JESSE COATE, Newberry, Dist., S.C. to Frederick Gray, Newberry Dist., S.C. Sum of $200. Conveys all that plant, or tract of land cont. 100 a. more or less, being in Newberry District on a branch of Saluda called Bush Creek . . . . as appeared by a grant bearing date 14 day Aug. 1772 (Bk.ZM, p.46) from James Abernath to Thomas Coats and after dec. of Thomas Coate to Jesse Coate by heirship . . . . (signed) Jesse X Coate.Certified by Frederick Nance, J. P., that Sally Coate, the mother of within named Jesse Coate & CATY COATE, wife of the within Jesse Coate, did this day appear before me and . . . . released all claim, etc. . .signed | COATS, Jesse (I14092)
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| 2258 | In the 1820 Cabell Co., VA census, Samuel and his wife were from age 26-45. They also had 3 sons and 2 daughters under age 10. In 1825, Samuel F. Clark is listed along with his likely relative, William Clark in making purchases from thee of Peter Blankenship in Cabell County, VA/WV. This William Clark is likely to be the son of William Clark who married Jane Ferguson in 1788 in Montgomery Co., VA. In the 1830 cenus, he is still living in Cabell Co., Virginia. In his household, there are 2 males under 5, 1 from 15-19, 1 from 30-39, 1 female under 5, 3 ages 5-9, 1 from 10-14, 1 from 15-19, 1 from 30-39. The index for this census can't decide if this Samuel is listed as Samuel J. or Samuel F. When I blow the original up on the computer it is clearly Samuel F. Clark. There is an Abishar Clark in the 1870 Census for Harrison Co., Ohio that was born about 1825 that might be this Samuel's son. He was born in Virginia and names a son, Samuel F. Clark. According to Public Member Trees on Ancestry which are notorious for errors, he had any of the following children: Edmund, Leander, Cassander, Augusta and Benjamin Franklin Clark. According to One World Tree, his children were all born in VA or WV up till 1835. If he died in Iowa, then he died shortly after moving there. | CLARK, Samuel F. (I8250)
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| 2259 | In the 1820 census, there is a James Gaskins between the ages of 16 and 26 living in Gallipolis, Ohio next to a 16 to 18 year old Rheuben Gaskins. There are no other members of either of their households except 1 female slave in each household from the age of 14-25. Both males are engaged in agriculture. In the 1830 census, he is the following person. Name James Gaskin Home in 1830 (City, County, State) Gallipolis, Gallia, Ohio Free White Persons - Males - Under 5 1 Free White Persons - Males - 20 thru 29 1 Free White Persons - Females - Under 5 2 Free White Persons - Females - 5 thru 9 1 Free White Persons - Females - 20 thru 29 1 Free White Persons - Under 20 4 Free White Persons - 20 thru 49 2 Total Free White Persons 6 Total - All Persons (Free White, Slaves, Free Colored) 6 | GASKINS, James (I13575)
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| 2260 | In the 1848 Chancery records for Montgomery Co., OH it lists her husbands name as Andrew Clarkson instead. (C-2318) | JOHN, Rebecca (I8551)
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| 2261 | In the 1850 census for Indiana, Elsey and her husband are living with their son Abel. She is age 84 at the time and the person who gave the info to the census taker believed she was born in North Carolina and her husband was born in Dela | CALHOUN, Elsey (Elserman) (I13462)
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| 2262 | In the 1850 census, he is listed as a miller by trade. In the 1860 census for Greene Co., IL, he and his brother, William B., lived next to each other and were both listed as merchants. | COATS, Leonidas Sr. (I5528)
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| 2263 | In the 1850 census, he is living with his parents and is listed as a miller by trade. | COATS, John S. (I5518)
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| 2264 | In the 1850 census, Overton is listed as being born in VA. He was in the head of household position and Bartholomew, (age 88) his wife and infant son were living with them. This birth place doesn't quite make sense as Bartholomew livedlia Co., OH by the 1820 census. | GASTON, Overton (I9154)
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| 2265 | In the 1850 census, she is listed as Mary Mast, age 38, in the second position in the household and born in Ohio. (C-223) | SELLERS, Mary Ellen (I13943)
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| 2266 | In the 1850 New Haven City Census, he was a sailor living next to his brother Dennis. He and his wife had a son James (age 9) and daughter Ellen (age 3) at that time. (F-455) Dennis became a ship's captain during his lifetime. (F-320, 396 | BUNNELL, Dennis (Doud Or David) (I11687)
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| 2267 | In the 1859 reunion of his parents and siblings, he and his wife Jane with their children totalled 7 members attending, 1 deceased. According to his 1880 census, both his parents were born in South Carolina. | COATS, James (I5317)
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| 2268 | In the 1860 census for Dublin, Mercer Co., Ohio, Calvin D. Harb, age 27, appeared to live with his brother, A J Harb age 34, Eliza Harb age 34 , Alonzo F Harb age 7, and Laura E Harb age 3. By 1870, he, his wife and son, B.J. and daughtia had moved to Anderson, Madison Co., Indiana. In the 1880 census, his family was as follows: Calvin D. Harb 47, Elizabeth Harb 38, Benjamin F. Harb 15, Josephine Harb 13, Arvilla Harb;7, and Albert Harb 4. He was a brickmaker and they lived in Anderson, Madison, Indiana. | HARB, Calvin Dunham (I11977)
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| 2269 | In the 1870 census, he is listed as a retired woolen manufacturer. | HOOVER, Samuel (I17298)
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| 2270 | In the 1870 Clay Twp., Gallia Co., Ohio Census he is listed at age 32 making his birth date as 1838 instead of 1840 as listed in earlier census records. In 1874 he might be the D. Danner living Section 18 of Perry Twp., Gallia Co., Ohio (, 590) | DANNER, Jacob D. (I13116)
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| 2271 | In the 1880 Philadelpia City listings there is a Harry F. Rauch who was a clerk at 332 S. Water, and his home was at 2130 Steward. This is likely to be our Harry Rauch. Some family members thought Harry was a Civil War Veteran from Cicut. If his birth date of 1853 was correct in the census records it is unlikely that this particular tradition is correct as the war ended in 1864. He was listed at age 17 in the 1870 census which was taken in November of that year. | RAUCH, Harry Frank (I96)
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| 2272 | In the 1881 census for Darlaston, England, Frank at age 4 is listed as a scholar as well as are his siblings up through Ann, age 12. Frank was a boarder at Mrs. Kate Shaw's home in one of the 1900 Wheeling, WV census. He is possibly te Frank Dimmack living at home that was enumerated earlier in 1900 with his mother Harriet and brothers Eprhaim and Arthur. In that record his birth date was recorded as Nov. 1877. It is recorded as Nov. 10, 1876 in his death record. He was listed as a laborer at the end of his life in this record also. His wife gave the information for his death. | DIMMICK, Frank Bucknall (I9290)
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| 2273 | In the 1920 census he is listed as a janitor for a paint business. In the 1930 census, he is listed as an acid mixer for a battery manufacterer. | KALBRUNNER, George (I6249)
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| 2274 | In the 1930 census, James and Mary Fucci lived in West Mead Twp., Crawford Co., Pennsylvania. It says he was age 24 and born in New York but that could be misinformation from his wife. Other sources have led us to believe that he was born in Pennsylvania or Italy. Both their parents were born in Italy. He was a boiler maker for the Erie Railroad. The only James I have been able to find in the U.S. previous to 1930 was the 1910 census for the same city. He is of the correct age, but his parents were Mike and Pasqual. It is possible that persons remembering the supposed names of his parents in his obituary were mixing it up with his wife's parents or grandparents instead. There is a James Fucci living in Meadville City, Crawford Co., Pennsylvania in the 1920 census where he is listed at age 18 on the Jan. 18, 1920 date that the census was taken. He was the son of Frank Fucci age 48 and Pilue Fucci age 48, and his siblings were Ethel Fucci age 15, Mary Fucci age 11, and Thomas Fucci age 7 that also might be his parents instead. Everyone in the family was born in Italy. The father emigrated in 1902 and the rest came over in 1913. James would have likely been born in 1901 or 1902 if his age is given correctly in this version. One of James' brothers might possibly be a Thomas J. Fucci also of Meadville, Pennsylvania. The main reason I have a doubt about it is that Thomas died in 1986 and James's obituary stated that he was preceded in death by 3 of his brothers. Here is Thomas's wife's obituary in case he is a part of this family. "Carmella Fucci02/15/06 - (Meadville Tribune) Carmella Fucci, 93, of 31 Park Ave., Meadville, formerly of 9572 Franklin Pike, Meadville, rejoined her Lord Monday, Feb. 13, 2006, at Wesbury United Methodist Retirement Community. Mrs. Fucci was born in Meadville May 22, 1912, the daughter of the late Joseph and Mary Trotto Piccirillo. She retired from National Tel-Tronics. She also worked at the former Talon Inc. for 35 years. She loved being with her family, traveling, and playing heated card games. She was a role model for all who knew her. She married Thomas F. Fucci Sept. 22, 1934, at St. Mary of Grace Roman Catholic Church. He preceded her in death Oct. 8, 1986. She is survived by her son, John Fucci of Erie; and three daughters, Pauline Markey and her husband, Lee, of Meadville, Kathy DeSantis and her husband, Gary, of Meadville, and Debbie Dougherty and her husband, Mike, of Erie. She is also survived by 10 grandchildren and 12 great-grandchildren. In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband, Thomas; her granddaughter, Camrie DeSantis-VonRitter, her namesake; two brothers, John and Nick Piccirillo; two sisters, Mary Capone and Katie Perotto; and her daughter-in-law, Nancy Fucci. Friends are invited to call Thursday from 4 to 8 p.m. at Byham-Miller-Mizner Funeral Home Inc., 404 Chestnut St., Meadville, where a scripture service will be conducted at 7:30 p.m. with Father David Findlay, pastor of St. Brigid Roman Catholic Church.Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated at St. Brigid Roman Catholic Church, 383 Arch St., Meadville, at 10 a.m. Friday, with Father David Findlay as celebrant.Burial will be in St. Brigid Cemetery, West Mead Township." | FUCCI, James Vincent (Vincenzo) (I9426)
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| 2275 | In the administration for Henry's estate on Jan 29, 1818, the children of his daughter Molly were listed as Sarah, Edney, Jehu & John Coate. Since Henry's children Mary, Elizabeth, Marshall and Henry Jr. weren't mentioned, it is entiossible as suggested by Michael Tucker that Molly Pitts died early on and Henry had his other children by a second wife named Hannah in a courtcase over the settlement of Henry's estate. (C-1600, 2099E, 2612) | PITTS, Henry (I6883)
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| 2276 | In the Ancestral Files, she is listed as the daughter of William the Conqueror, but this has been proven false. | GUNDRED (I14118)
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| 2277 | In the Automated Archives disk 102, Jane's maiden name was listed as Harry. The vital statistics for Jane Harry are still not clear. The Mormon IGI files state she was born around 1692 of Anne Arundel, Maryland. (C-521) Another I.G.Ie lists her from York, Pennsylvania (C-522) I chose the third I.G.I. file that was closest to the Hugh Harry, Elizabeth Brinton book but more specific, b. 1687, Chester Co., Pennsylvania (C-528) The reason for all of these birth places can be guessed at. The book "Charity Wright Cook, a Liberated Women" states that the Underwood, Cook and Wright families all moved often between monthly meetings in the Chester Co., PA area. All the above guesses which is what I think they are, are simply places her family all lived. Jane Harry Underwood was a witness at multiple marriages in the New Garden MM region of Chester Co., PA. She witnessed the marriage of William Brown and Susanna Churchman of Nottingham MM in Chester Co., PA on February 11, 1728. She and her husband witnessed the marriage of their son, Samuel Underwood to Ann Trevilla on March 10, 1738 at Londongrove. They attended the marriage of William Ails and their daughter, Elizabeth Underwood on August 18, 1738 in Londongrove. They witnessed the marriage of John Hutton and Ann Harry, d. of Evan Harry, Descd. on March 6, 1741 in Londongrove. The last wedding Jane witnessed was that of her son William to Ruth L. Bails of Londongrove on January 2, 1742/1743. Alexander and several of their children also witnessed the event. Alexander also attended several marriages without his wife. | HARRY, Jane (I15965)
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| 2278 | In the book by F.A. Batttey and Co., COUNTIES OF WHITE AND PULASKI (Indiana), Chicago 1883, there is an Isaac Coppock who purchases 160 acres of land in Salem Twp., Section 36 NW 1/4 on Nov. 30, 1838 who could be this Isaac. On page 538 is Jesse COPPOCK on March 18, 1839 recorded 160 acres of land in Salem Twp., Section 25 SW 1/4 who was a likely 1 cousin, once removed or his brother, Jesse. There are two Jesse's of similar age from SC at the time. It is not known for sure however, if either sons of John and Anna Jay Coppock named Jesse and Isaac lived in Indiana. It is known for a fact that Jesse Coppock, son of Joseph and Jane Wilson Coppock lived in this part of Indiana. | COPPOCK, Isaac (I1686)
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| 2279 | In the individual record for Moses Bowen at ancestry.com it states that he and Rebecca emigrated from Wales to Pennsylvania before later moving to Virginia. It also says that Moses' place of death was Montgomery Co., Pennsylvania Thats me to wonder if his wife moved to VA after his death, if he returned to Chester Co, PA or if the death place is incorrect. (C-2313) | BOWEN, Moses * (I8567)
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| 2280 | In the Ohio Archeolocial and Historical Society Publications, 1921, it states that John Coppock and his wife first moved to Mount Pleasant, then into the Northwestern Territory and within a year, to Ohio. By 1803 he lived in what latere Butler Township, Columbiana Co., Ohio This document supported by interviews with the oldest family members in Ohio at the time, states that John is a descendant of Aaron Coppock of Cheshire, England. (C-2246) | COPPOCK, John (I14140)
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| 2281 | In the PA Gazette on Mar 25 1762, three lots are listed as for rent by Robert Knox or Abraham Coates. One of them is near Abraham's Tanyard on the East side of Front Street and one of them abutts William Coate's lot on the West side ofs Street in Northern Liberties (now a part of Philadelphia). The closeness with which Abraham and William owned property suggests a relationship between the two to me. Of course, there are multiple William Coates living in Philadelphia at this date, so we are not yet sure which William is being referred to. (C-1784) It should also be noted that this Abraham named his oldest son, William. In another PA Gazette dated Aug. 19, 1762, John Coates, Sr's, deceased, two lots were being sold off. The first was located on Front Street between Arch St. and Bank Meeting house. The second was located on an alley called George's Alley commonly called Coates Alley between Front and Second Street and bounded on the west side by Abraham Coats. John Sr.'s executive was Isaac Coates. (C-1756, 1757) Abraham seems to be listed as Abram Coats who is the executor along with his brother Warwick of Richard Jr. Wright's (their brother-in-law) will in 1748/9 in Philadelphia. Abraham again is listed as Abram Coates when he helped execute Isaac Dutton's will in Philadelphia on Mar 2, 1761. (E) In 1759, he was a witness for the following will:PA Will Book L #152 p. 241Will of Hannah PriceNorthern Libertiesson Johngrand son John Duttondaughter Hannah Dutton, Sarah Price, Rebecca Carpentergrandhcildren Rachel Collins, Hannah Collinssigned ?Wit Peter Miller, John Shuller, Abraham Coatsprobated April 4, 1759 In the PA Gazette on Mar 21, 1765, item#35425, it requests once more that all debts be paid to the estate of Abraham Coates of Northern Liberties, Tanner by the first of May. The house and tanyard of the deceased were to be lett and entered on immediately on Spruce Street opposite of Mr. Samuel NeaveGarden. A negroe man, tanner by trade and a negroe woman, about age 45 were to be sold. The executors of his estate were Susannah Coates, Eamuel Aires and Isaac Snowden. (C-1735, 1784) His will is in will book N, p. 151 in Philadelphia. | COATS, Abraham (I14933)
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| 2282 | In the page before the beginning of the new testament in his parent's bible it states, "In the year of our Lord 1746 on the 17th of January on the fourth Day of the week at half after nine in the Evening was Born Samuel Coate." | COATE, Samuel (I1488)
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| 2283 | In the same ancestral file that gives Elizabeth's christening date as 1608, it gives her birth date as Apr 27, 1612. Obviously, one is wrong. | CALVERT, Elizabeth (I1787)
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| 2284 | In the Somerset Quarterly Meeting records for Kingsbury Episcopi M.M., he is listed of Hambridge in his death record. | PLAICE, Hugh (I7718)
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| 2285 | In UA Record #:2762 on CD-102 an alternate birthday of 1634 is given. It's listed as 1632 in Harry's book. When William and Ann had married, Ann had been a Quaker for about three years previous. William and Ann emigrated from England innd settled in Grubbs Landing, New Castle Co., Delaware. He and his family had been living at Nether Gornall, Sedgley, Stafford, England when his eldest daughter had married on 4/18/1684, shortly before their departure. William and Ann were received on certificate from the Dudley Monthly Meeting by the Philadelphia Monthly Meeting on 9/4/1684. William and family barely survived their first year in the colonies. They had only a temporary shelter for both of them and their son, William during that very severe first winter. The only way they made it through was from game supplied by the Indians that traversed the route by their shelter. Once the weather cleared, William built them a log cabin and planted a pear tree as a symbol of fruitful future. He purchased 50 acres from Thomas King in March of 1686 and 450 acres in Oct. of that same year in Birmingham. These purchases included the lands on which he was already living. In 1688 he purchased an additional 400 acres. (C-1364) William and Ann came to the Americas and endured this hardship, because as a Quaker, he had lost much of what he owned to the British government. He again was on the unpopular side of religion within seven years of coming to America as he joined up with the rebellious Quaker, George Keith. This group after a few years, fractured and broke up and which point William and family returned to the Orthodox Quaker church where he was a member in good standing at Concord Monthly Meeting at the time of his death. He lived in Birmingham, Chester Co., PA when he wrote his will on the 6th month, 20th day, 1699. It was proved at Philadelphia on Dec. 1, 1700. (C-749) Both Ann and William died around 1700. They are buried at the Concord Monthly Meeting in New Castle Co., DE. His will follows: Know all men whome it may Concerne that on the __ day of the Sixth month 1699 I William Brinton of Burmingham in the County of Chester in the Province of Pennsilvania -- being by the goodness of the Lord in good and perfect mind and memory -- and being far in yeares -- And knowing that all flesh is as grass and the goodliness thereof as the flower of the field' -- Also Calling to mind what the Lord said to Hezekiah Set they house in order for thou must die and not live. -- Now in the Sence of my latter end and putting off this my Tabernacle And the trouble my Children may be in and exposed to if I should die without a will to prevent the last And in the Sence aforesaid do make and declare this to be my last Will and Testament Contained in maner and forme following. I doe give unto my daughter Ann Bennit one hundred pounds -- Also I give unto my daughter Elizabeth Harry wife of Hugh Harry one hundred pounds -- and for the more sure provideing that the one hundred pounds that I give unto my daughter Elizabeth Harry shall doe her and her Children good my will is that twenty-pounds part of the saide one Hundred pounds shall be paid presently after my decease -- And the foure-score pounds the remaine of the said one hundred pounds shall be paid by twenty pounds a yeare and every yeare Successively by my executors Hereafter named -- Also I give unto my daughter Easter Willis wife of John Willis one hundred pounds -- Also I gove unto my grand Children of my three daughters aforesaid and of my Son William Brinton -- two Shillings and Sixpence each or every one of them -- Also my Will is, -- And I doe hereby apoint, ordaine, make and Consitute my Loveing Son William Brinton and my Son in Law John Bennit my full and Sole executors of this my last Will and Testament. -- And further my will is, and I doe give unto my Son William Brinton five pounds -- also I doe give unto my other executor my Son in Law John Bennit five poiunds, -- Also my Will is, and I doe apoint Constitute and make my oveing friend George Harlan of Brandywine my true and Legall Oversee of this my last will and Testament, And my Will is and I doe give unto Said George Harlan five-pounds to be paid by my executors -- And further more my Will is -- what is over and above more what aforesaid I have given away of my personal estate and reall estate -- with the house all goods Shall be equally divided betwixt my three daughters that is to say my daughter Anne Bennit my daughter Elizabeth Harry and my daughter Easter Willis, -- excepting alwazys one feather-bed and bolster one Rug one Blanket which foure things my Will is that my Son William Brinton shall have. -- also excepting what I shall here unto annex -- In Wittness hereof I have Set my hand and Seal this twentieth day of the Sixt month one thousand six hundred ninety-nine 1699. --William Brinton (seal) (C-956, EL) | BRINTON, William (I12435)
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| 2286 | In United Ancestries all the later children's birth dates are estimated at 1576. (F-599) | MALLORY, Peter (I536)
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| 2287 | In Will Book A (dated 1682-1781) of Delaware Wills and Probates, there are wills indexed for the following Potters that could include this Abraham Potter: Abraham, Joshua, Mary, Sarah, Sarah, and Jane. In another index for Vol. 1, Booky Abraham and Jane have wills listed. His starts on page 331 and is again listed on page 362. Hers is listed as 48 and 54. | POTTER, Abraham (I10236)
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| 2288 | In Wolfram's "An Updated Genealogy: the Descendans of Aaron and ELizabeth Harlan", it states that Hannah dies in 1701 (the same year as she marries?) instead of subsequent to her husband as in other sources. (C-1450) | HARLAN, Hannah (I15648)
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| 2289 | Ina reigned thirty seven winters from 688-726, fought at Wanborough, 715 and in 728 went to Rome where he died. (C-437) | OF WESSEX, Ine King Of Wessex (I461)
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| 2290 | Index to New York City Deaths 1862-1948. Indices prepared by the Italian Genealogical Group and the German Genealogy Group, and used with permission of the New York City Department of Records/Municipal Archives. | Source (S260)
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| 2291 | Information about Albert P. is mostly from his children's memories, with some of it coming from insurance papers, deeds, and birth records. When he was a child, he hated school and by the fifth grade his mother took a switch to him to get him to school. He was a very gentle and quiet man, the opposite of his wife in many ways. He was a very plain looking man and always very kind. His only fault mentioned was a quick temper. He went out of his way to help any person in need. He was the first of his family in Ohio to not be a practicing Quaker as an adult. He was a floor sander by trade and worked in all the counties surrounding his home. He also worked for what is now ARMCO, a steel rolling mill company. His job was to help turn the steel over and flip it onto a new line. When my dad was about nine, his father designed a device to automatically place the steel onto the new line. He showed the company his design and they said they had just gotten a patent on a similar device. They paid him $500.00 for his design. It was his design they actually built and this invention is still being used there today. Some of what we know about Albert P. Coate comes from documents in his insurance files and my father, Albert Edward Coate. They rented one half of their Aunt's house in Piqua, Ohio when their first daughter was born. In the record of their 2nd stillborn daughter's birth in 1912, they lived at 696 Woodlawn, Middletown, Ohio. (C-DOC). They had moved to Baltimore St. in Middletown when their first son, Albert Edward was born. When Albert was 2 years old they tried to make a living by moving to the onion fields of northern Indiana. The summer brought a drought there and my father remembers living on potatoes and onions. It was a disaster and the Coate and Stevens families both moved back to Ohio after the first summer. Albert Pickering and his family then lived in Piqua, Ohio renting the house from their aunt again where Ben was born in 1916. Within a year, they moved to Trenton, Ohio on the opposite side of town that became their final home. Here Bob was born in 1917. They returned to Middletown on Franklin St. in 1919. About 1923, they returned to 113 John St. in Trenton where Albert P. Coate purchased the home I remember them living in for one thousand dollars. This is where he lived until the end of his life. He was the third person to own a car in Trenton, Ohio. It was a Green Rio. His second car was a Model T. His young son Ben and a neighbor boy cut out the icing glass in it's windows when it was brand new. (C-687) On Sept. 13, 1934, he bought a Ford 28 Roadster from Lebanon Motor Sales for $95.00.(C-284) The final home belonging to Albert P. and Maud Stevens Coate at 113 John St., in Trenton, Ohio was sold in 1976 when Maud Coate moved to Columbus. It was listed at a cost of $23,500.00 with Jack Hembree Real Estate. (C:DOC-20) Albert P. was known as a very friendly man. My father says "he never knew an enemy". People came from miles around to honor him at his funeral. It was one of the largest the town ever held and was packed with the people he'd befriended and an overflowing abundance of flowers. Twenty five years after his death, my father ran into a member of his community who commented on his dad's funeral and then said in a soft, sweet voice, "There was a fine.... man." He obviously touched people's hearts. One of his newspaper obituaries says that he had been ill since the November previous to his death and had been bedridden for the last three months. My father remembers his death occurring at the young age of 54 due to liver cancer. Apparently Albert P.'s smoking and years of exposure to floor sanding products got to his liver. My father, Albert Edward, stayed with him the night before he died. He died the next morning with the whole family gathered around him including his sister Mamie and her husband, Joe. His funeral service was held at the United Presbyterian Church with James P. Sturgeon and J.E. Amstutz (a Mennonite and close friend of the family) officiating. (C-284, 285, 2108) His death certificate says he died at age 53 years, 7 months and 21 days. It also says he was born on Nov 12, 1887, but his funeral book says he was born on Oct. 12, 1887 and his birth certificate says he was born on Dec. 12, 1887. The later is more likely to be correct. His son Benjamin was the person who gave the information for his death certificate and his memory on this subject might not have been accurate. His birth record would have been added closest to the event. (C: DOC) The following is a biographical piece done by Richard Coate, son of Albert Pickering Coate about his father.ALBERT PICKERING COATE - INTELLIGENT, RESOURCEFUL AND INVENTIVE."As we all know, Dad was not a man of great means at the time he married Mom; however, an overall view of his history as a provider for his family reveals him to have been an intelligent, resourceful, and inventive man whose attempt to improve his circumstance and exercise a degree of control his own destiny was often foiled by the climate of the times in which he lived as well those who would exploit him for their own gain. That he was a man of deep humility was evident to all that knew him, due in large part to his Quaker upbringing. That he was capable of overcoming the many obstacles he confronted through the years is a testament to his tenacity, resilience and strength of character. The pride and devotion to his family predominated all else. Considered by some to be a "dreamer" he was actually a man of considerable vision. Despite the error in judgment in quitting school at an early age, he was nonetheless determined to overcome the handicap by making his mark in the world.(In) 1915, when Marahelen and Albert were five and two respectively, Dad and Mom, along with members of the [Kaufman family] in Piqua, Ohio spent a hot, dry and unproductive summer in the Onion fields in Indiana. Though I don't know how many children they had at the time Dad and his younger brother John, owned a company for the manufacture of decorated cement blocks, they were still residing in Piqua. It must have been disheartening when Dad learned that Uncle John took off for Mexico with the $7000.00 in company funds. When the Company was forced to close down for lack of sufficient operating funds, Dad, was again confronted with a crisis. Not one to bear a grudge, with passing time Dad apparently forgave his brother, for I recall the times Dad visited Uncle John at his home in Hamilton, Oh. However, as long as Mom lived she never had a good word to say about her brother-in-law. Though it is not known when he became an employee of the steel manufacturing company which became known as Armco in Middletown, Oh., Dad's inventive mind became a boon to his employer. In 1922, he was paid $ 1,000.00 for an invention of a means whereby a sheet of steel was automatically placed onto a new line in the manufacturing process. After he paid the man whom supplied material and the money to develop the invention, his profit only amounted to $5,00.00. Revolutionary as the process proved to be, the $500.00 was still pittance in comparison to the boon it proved to be for his employer. The amount of money and time in labor it saved them is inestimable. Apparently Dad used some of the money to purchase the house on 113 John Street in Trenton, which became our home until Mom sold it in 1976. It was still in the boom years of the '20s when Dad left Armco. He apparently used some of the money to invest in a new business of his own. Dad would continue in the floor sanding business until his death. However, during the early depression years, floor sanders or refinishers as they were sometimes referred to, were not in great demand. Confronted with yet another personal financial crisis, Dad again confronted the challenge with the courage and resourcefulness that was akin to his nature. Though I have vague recall of Dad loading blocks of ice containing frozen fish onto the fender of his car, I was not old enough to appreciate what he did with them after he pulled out of our driveway. The older boys in the family no doubt recall that Dad hawked the fish as one source of income. He purchased the fish encased in ice blocks at the fish market in Middletown, Oh. Securing the blocks on either fender of the front bumper of his truck, he proceeded through the streets of Trenton and Middletown, calling out for all to hear. "Fresh fish for sale, Fresh fish for sale. Get them before their gone!" Warren tells me that he did this for several winters in those early depression years. By the time the Depression began to ease up, Dad was back at floor sanding full time. As all the boys in the family learned the business, we had good reason to be proud of our father. By the mid-thirties, word had spread about the pride he took in his work as well as his work ethic. Always an advocate of a fair business deal, his client's invariably recommended his work to others. By the time ill health forced him to retire, his territory expanded to include Middletown, Hamilton, Lebanon, Franklin, Oxford, the outskirts of Cincinnati and Dayton, Oh. His clients included business people, owners of luxurious farm homes as well as those of city dwellers. As a boy, I found the diversity of his clients exciting and it always proved to be an adventure to work in these great houses I would never have seen had it not been for Dad's choice of occupation. As the invention for Armco Steel had lasting impact, Dad was sure that his invention for a more efficient floor sanding machine would lift him from the economic woes which plagued him for most of his married life. The invention was intended to render the machine more efficient in operation and less time consuming in the achievement of the desired result - a smooth, magnificent finish intended to endure for years. I recall the many arduous hours Dad spent working on the invention with his partner, Gink in "Gink's garage." Gink [short for Gingerich] was a long time, and highly respected Trenton resident. Dad, in the late '30s, employed Gink's hearing impaired son. Unfortunately, Dad's illness halted work on the invention, so a patent was never issued. Though some of my older brothers often referred to Dad as a dreamer, he was, in my mind, a true visionary. As one with proven ability to conceive ways to improve productivity in a manufacturing process ranked him well above those who readily accept status quo as norm. Had he not been felled so early in life, I am sure that a patent on the invention for improving the sanding machine would have resulted in the financial boon he deserved. And I might add, as a kid whose formative years were during the hard times of the Great Depression, I was not a little envious of those who could afford to live so well. And it was a proud moment for me to walk hand in hand with Dad through the streets of Trenton, passing towns people who invariably addressed him, "Hello, Mr. Coate. How's the family." Dad would always respond with a warm smile, nodding in the affirmative, replying "Just fine, thank you." The occupational hazards of working with material giving off toxic fumes would take its toll. In 1939 when his health began to fail, Ben, a student at Ohio State University, having established his own floor sanding business in Columbus, Oh. was able to supplement Dad's diminishing income. By summer of 1940 Dad was no longer able to work and the burden of supporting the family fell upon the older boys. Given the circumstance at home, Bill, Shirley and myself would spend a year away from home, Bill living with Aunt Grace and Uncle Corey in Akron, Oh., Shirley with Marahelen and Charles in Ashville, NC, and I with Ben's business partner's family, the Renwick's of Uhrichsville, Oh.[Though I could never relate this experience to Charles at the time I wrote the letter, by late May of 1941 we returned home to discover that Dad's weight was so reduced that he was a mere shadow of his former self. The day before he died, Dad summoned me to his bedside to read from the 23rd psalm from his bible. It was an experience I treasure. That he had singled me out for so private a moment so near his death was a defining one. During my first days as a combat rifleman, I would have reason to recall that an ennobling experience with Dad. I, too, would seek comfort by repeating the 23rd psalm. On a post card to Betty I would inform her of my assignment, my address and state, "If I've repeated the 23rd psalm once, I've repeated it a hundred times this past day." Dawn of June 2, 1941 is one I shall never forget. Marahelen's gentle hand shaking me, her insistent voice commanded me to wake up. Her speech had taken on a soft southern inflection. "Wake up Dick, wake up, your Daddy's dyin.'" I recall racing downstairs to join the entire family, including Helen Schenck, Aunt Mamie and Uncle Joe, who were gathered around his bed at the moment of his passing. It was a sad day for all of us. Dad was dearly loved and respected and the impact of his life upon his immediate family, relatives and a vast array of friends, business associates and clients, accounts for the huge turn of those who came to pay their respects at his funeral." | COATE, Albert Pickering * (I12621)
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| 2292 | Information from Henry Lincoln's son, Norman Leroy Forte, shows that Henry Lincoln went to Northwestern University & became a top civil engineer. As a civil engineer in the steel industry he helped build Heinz Pier in Atlanti, New Jersey (where the auditorium did stand), the Brooklyn Bridge (or the Delaware River Bridge), the stone bridges across the Schuylkill River from the University of Pennsylvania Boathouse row to the Art Museum and various railroads. He was employed by Edgemore Iron Co. in Delaware and at one time was the Vice President of the Phoenix Bridge Co. There are supposedly various monuments of him throughout New York State because of his job in constructing railroads and bridges. (F-621, E) During World War I, he was a dollar-a-year man at the Cape Station to load ammunitions on ships. (He was independently financially secure-so the Dollar-A-Year was a charitable job on his part.) Due to his profession, he & his wife and children had to move quite often. Some of their places of residence were: Edmore, Del., and Pottstown, Pennsylvania They definitely lived on the corner of Chelten and Stenton Avenues in Germantown, (Pennsylvania) on April 12, 1896, because the funeral of Marie Isabel, two year old daughter of Daniel L. and Belle V. McGowen Leahy was held at his home a couple days later. Their final home, the one that his grandchildren remember, was in the suburb of Glenside, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania They also had a summer cottage in Stone Harbor, New Jersey. (F-49) He was raised a Presbyterian but was converted to the Catholic faith for his wife's sake. His wallet is in the possession of Doris Dudick. It's most interesting original contents included a tin type of Diantha Fitch Bunnell Forte, a set of 4 leaf clovers glued to a card dated 8-1-1897, and a collection of poems; "Only," "My Little Boy That Died," "Foretaste," and "Worthiness." His family bible, that came from his mother's side of the family, the Bunnel's, is still in existence, being cared for by Henry Lincoln Forte, III, grandson to Henry Lincoln Forte, I. Many of the family member's births are recorded in it. Memories of Henry Lincoln Forte by his grandson, Bill (William) Forte include a man known as "Grandfather," who was an engineer on the Brooklyn Bridge & Heinz Pier (in Atlantic City, New Jersey). He had a proper English air about him. Even at age 80 he hated the Irish. (This adds interest as his wife was Irish.) He would get angry when his grandchildren called their father, "Dad", because "Dad" was an Irish expression. The beds in his home felt like they were made from corn kernels. Bill remembers his grandmother as a small, frail woman who baked great cupcakes and served puffed rice for breakfast. She loved to ride in their car when they picked her up and brought her for multiple week visits to Erie, Pennsylvania Henry Lincoln was bedridden due to a stroke for the last nine years of his life, and his daughter, Edith, would take care of him, while his wife visited their son, Norman's family. Betty remembers him as being a very grumpy, strict grandfather. She says that her grandmother could just ignore his grumpiness and get on with life. She was a delightful woman. (F-115, 122d) I have been able to locate Henry L. Forte and family in the 1880, 1900, 1920 and 1930 Philadelphia Pennsylvania census records. In 1880, Marie C. was listed as Minnie Forte by name and Henry was listed as a Draftsman by trade. In 1900, all the data verifies information in interviews of family members. All children had been born in that census. They lived at 3530 North Broad in Philadelphia at the time. (F-43,259) In 1920 only Henry L., Marie C., Edith M. and Elizabeth Forte were living at 3519 Broad. Henry L. is listed as an employed Civil Engineer in general practice. His father was born in Barbados and his mother, Connecticut. The 1930 census confirms this information. Marie was born in Pennsylvania as was her mother. Her father, however, was born in Connecticut. Daughter Mary was still living with them. They owned their home worth $8000.00 at the time. (F-260, 666) The picture included herein, is Henry Lincoln Forte on the left and a likely brother, Leslie or Cyrus on the right. It is from a copy of a tintype. Tintypes were in use from 1854-1900. This rules out it being anyone but this generation. | FORTE, Henry Lincoln I (I12642)
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| 2293 | Information on Adam and Isabel can be found in Jacobus. | PRESTON, Adam (I12355)
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| 2294 | Ingrams can only be found in the town of North Mundham. They are entirely missing from records in all surrounding areas according to Lauren Varga from New Jersey. She is currently having a professional research the Short, Chatfield, Innes of England. (C-1576) It is conjecture on my part that Issac, John, and Thomas are brothers to Abell Ingram. I am certain from John's will, that the other three are brothers and are definitely related to Abell, but that relationship was not stated in the will. John's will also allows one to suspect that John and the others had two sisters, one married to a Jo. Royse/Rofse/Rosse with a daughter named Ann; and one married to a Leggatt with a son named Isaack. There was an Ambrose Legat born in Walberton in 1613 to Philip Legat that would be of the correct age to be a spouse of this generation of Ingrams. (C-1590, 1592) World Family Tree gives a genealogy with Abell having sons John, Thomas and Isaack. However, I believe this was a misinterpretation of John's will and that only Miriam and Isaac are verified as his children. Son Issac would have been deceased by 1658 instead of 1682 as is verified by Abell's son's Isaacs will. | INGRAM, Abell (I13752)
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| 2295 | Inguigarde was Jaroslav's second wife. (C-1366) | VAN KIEW, Jaroslav I Vladimirovitch (I14034)
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| 2296 | Inverchaolain/Knockdow, Argyll | LAMONT, Sir James (I7397)
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| 2297 | Iorwerth Llwewlelyn "Fawr", Prince of Wales, is sometimes listed as being married to Joan Plantaganet and other times listed as Joan of England. It is a matter of English history that he was married to Joan, the illegitimate daughter of Khn. I have only found her name listed as Joan Plantaganet in CD-100, elsewhere being referred to as Joan of England. She has an estimated birth date of 1178 in CD-100. This would mean her father, John Lackland was only 12 when she was born. Joan was Llwewlelyn's only wife. He did have a mistress and one son before marrying Joan. I found his wife's mother in a biography entitled "King John" by W. L. Warren. She came from the union of King John and Clementina (who was supposedly low born) before John's second marriage and probably during his first marriage without heirs to his second cousin, Isabelle, daughter of the Earl of Gloucester in 1189. Their marriage was annulled due to the fact that the church had never approved of the second cousin relationship and he had no rightful heirs. Do not confuse this Iowerth's wife, Joan of England, with John's legitimate daughter also named Joan. She was born July 22, 1210 (C-433, 567) It was common at the time for a ruler to name his illegitimate and legitimate children the same names. He had two son Richards and two daughters named Joan. UA #2337. King John specifically arranged for Iowerth to marry his illegitimate daughter , Joan, to help ensure an alliance with what would have been a very powerful enemy. Iowerth was the first person to unite most of Wales. He was a formidable enemy to King John but became an ally to the king when he married his daughter for a few years following. Iorwerth was known as Llywellyn "the Great". | IOWERTH, Llewelyn "Fawr" (I12490)
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| 2298 | Iowerth had a phsical disability and which disqualified him from following in his father's footsteps as King. | AP OWAIN GWYNEDD, Iowerth "Drwyndwn" (I5840)
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| 2299 | Ira was listed at age 27 in the 1930 census rccords for Akron, Ohio. He was born in West Virginia. He had been married for 2 and a half years to a Kathleen who was age 16 when they married. They had a son William who was age 1 and 11/12ths. He was employed in the Rubber Factory in the Tube Room. He was not a veteran at the time. I can find him in no other census record. The closest social security number match to him is "Ira Sampson SSN: 298-01-9445 Born: 30 Aug 1901 Died: Mar 1963 State (Year) SSN issued: Ohio (Before 1951 )". It's a very unusual name so I suspect these are one and the same person. Jim remembers that he died when he was in college at Marietta between 1963-1965 so this would still fit that memory. This record does not give where he lived at the time of his death or his birthplace. According to his daughter, Nancy, he lived many places in his lifetime. Jim said he lived in Vienna, W.VA in about 1947. He remembers meeting him once when he was of school age where he lived in Mineral Wells, W.VA. He was drafted into World War II. He was an alcohlic and a gambler. He owned a hauling business in which he owned 2 trucks in Akron, Ohio - both of which he lost through gambling. The interesting part is that DNA evidence from descendants of Nancy absolutely indicate that either Ira Sampson was not the father of Nancy or that Ira was adopted and did not have a father or mother with the surnames of Sampson and Kirby. | SAMPSON, Ira (I29)
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| 2300 | Isaac and his wife Anna show up in Ponca City (OK?) apparently out of nowhere, years after his last recorded info where he is mentioned as a young child in his father's will. (C-2271E) | COATE, Isaac (I7806)
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