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The Rest of the Trip

12 Jul

After leaving Rhode Island, we continued north to Salem, Massachusetts.  I already shared that my mom had Quaker ancestors on her father’s father’s side who were persecuted.  Even though the cemetery isn’t open to the public, we decided to visit the Quaker Cemetery in Salem.

I know there’s one remaining stone from a Southwick relative in there, but I assume there are more stones that have been lost.

From there, we went to the 1692 Witch Museum. If you want more history, HERE is a great video from the Smithsonian.

Salem really was not good to my mom’s ancestors.  On her mother’s mother’s side, she is descended from Sarah Pease, who was arrested as a witch in May of 1692.

Proctor’s Ledge, the site of the hangings of 19 accused witches.

Luckily, she was released in May of the following year.  But I’m sure it was a brutal winter in a jail not made for long-term housing of prisoners.

We found Sarah’s name on a wall listing the accused.

I’m sure it was also a hardship on the family (they were weavers–probably working class) to have to pay the bills incurred for feeding her in prison.  Yes, even though acquitted, they remained in prison until the bills were paid.  What amazes me is that she and her husband remained in Salem and continued to live in the community where she was persecuted.

After leaving Salem, we headed north to Vermont.  We found the Maple Hill Cemetery at Dorset.

In this cemetery is the farthest back we can go on my mom’s dad’s side.  We just hit a dead end there, but we were very happy to see where they lived and these two are buried.

Deac. John Manley (and his wife, Mary Arnold Manley was beside him, but her stone can’t be read).

It was also nice to see the cemetery being so well-preserved.  There were two workers who were digging and then resetting some of the stones that were tipping.  When they finished, the stones were perfectly stable again.

Fixing cemetery stones.

The next morning, we were off to find more cemeteries.  I’m not going to go into detail, but let’s just skip straight to Maple Grove Cemetery just south of Otselic, New York.

This is the final resting place for my fourth great-grandparents, Jonathan and Esther (Moon) Brown.

Esther Moon Brown

Johnathan  Brown

After a much needed night’s rest, we were off again.  This would be the last of the cemeteries.  We found Pioneer Burying Ground in Pittsford, New York.

It took a bit of work to find the stones we were looking for.  Luckily, I had the pictures from pulled up, so I knew the shape.  Unfortunately, they have really deteriorated since the pictures were posted.  The one on the left that is broken belong to my 6th great-grandmother, Rachel (Ide) Perin.  I don’t know who the middle one belongs to (and I can’t read it).  The one on the right is Rachel’s son (my 5th great-uncle), Glover.

I do hope someone can work on fixing many of the broken stones in this cemetery before it’s too late to save them.

Two More Historic Cemeteries

10 Jul

The day we went to Long Island is because we wanted to go to Shelter Island, New York.  It is a small island that only took another fifteen minute ferry ride to reach from Long Island.  This is where my ninth-great grandparents Lawrence (1594-1660) and Cassandra Burnell (1598-1660) Southwick went when they were persecuted as Quakers living in Salem, Massachusetts.

Yep, before the witch trials, Salem persecuted Quakers.  My eighth-great grandfather, Daniel Southwick (1637-1719), and his sister, Provided (1639-1727), were to be sold into slavery by the town leaders, but they could not find a ship captain willing to take the teens to the Barbados to sell.  I believe they both lived the rest of their lives in Salem.  Provided is later found in court records testifying during the witch trials.

Lawrence and Cassandra Southwick

Quakers were hung in Salem and Boston throughout the 1650s before there was a bit more tolerance.

Nobody knows where on the island they were buried for sure, but there is a monument to them and other Quakers who were banished from the community.

The next historical cemetery we visited was Newman Cemetery in Rumsford, Rhode Island.

For the longest time, I could not find my ancestors.  I never knew why, but then I discovered that Rehoboth, Massachusetts was much larger.  Part was divided off into the town of Seekonk, Massachusetts, and finally, another section, the original section, was divided off into Newman, Rhode Island.  No wonder I couldn’t find them.

The church which was founded in 1643.

Once I found the historic cemetery, records indicate that I have fourteen direct ancestors buried there, ranging from seventh to eleventh great-grandparents.

Eighth great-grandfather Captain Timothy Ide (1660 – 1735)

It also includes William Carpenter (my 10th great-grandfather), who was the first burial in the cemetery in 1658.

William Carpenter (1605 – 1658)

My furthest back Perin ancestors were also in this cemetery.  One thing I find interesting is the way the art on the headstones reflect the beliefs and attitudes of the time period.  In the stone below, it is one of the earlier pieces of art which reflects their common place attitude about death and decomposition with the skull.  It isn’t until later with a softening of attitudes that you start to see winged faces and angels.  So the early stones look a bit scary, but it really was just a reflection of the reality that only the body is buried, and the soul has already left this world.

Ann (Hubert) Perrin, (1616-1688) my 10th great-grandmother

It was really an amazing stop.  And I have learned that there might be snips of the church and cemetery in the upcoming movie, Hocus Pocus 2.  I’m certainly going to be watching it now.

Long Island

8 Jul

July 5th was another day of heading off to find relative (but I’ll share that in another post).  To get to our destination, I decided I was not about to drive through New York City, so we took the ferry from New London, Connecticut, across the sound to Long Island.

waiting to board

It was about one hour and twenty minutes, so I spent most of that time taking pictures.



I don’t often get to see a lighthouse, but I love them.  I got to photograph three of them on this one ferry trip.  And they are all so different.

Unfortunately, with the holiday and everyone returning home, we couldn’t get a ferry back until late that afternoon.  That meant we decided to drive down the island and visit the Long Island Aquarium.

It was awesome!  They had plenty of marine life.



And other aquatic animals.


The sea lions loved interacting with the people.

We watched the sea lion show.

They had other animals as well.

They also had a butterfly room there, and I was in heaven snapping pictures!

It was definitely a highlight of the trip so far (well, of the touristy stuff).