In spending time today reading AnceStories older posts and I came across one on blogging about our Brickwall Ancestors and why we do not put out all the information we have and maybe others will be able to help. What an idea. I know for one, I have mentioned mine here and there. But I have never really put all my information out there. So today I am taking a stab at it.
I am looking for John’s parents and to see if I can find where he is really from, the information from census records is conflicting.
Enumeration District 138, Supervisors District 5, Sheet 10A
Sandy Hill Village, Kingsbury Town, Washington County, NY
7 Mill Street
John is head of house, M, W, born Nov 1857, age 42, widowed, born in NY, both parents born in NY, he is Grinder at the Pulp Mill.
Also in the house are:
Elizabeth, daughter, F, W, b. Sept 1880, age 19, single, born in NJ, parents born in NY.
Dennis, son, M, W, b. Nov 1882, age 17, single, born in NY, parents born in NY, he is a day laborer.
John W, son, M, W, b. Apr 1885, age 15, single, born in NY, parents born in NY, he is a laborer.
Daniel, son, M, W, b. Apr 1887, age 12, single, born in NY, parents born in NY, he is at school.
Kate, daughter, F, W, b. Dec 1888, age 11, single, born in NY, parents born in NY, she is at school.
Mary, daughter, F, W, b. Dec 1893, age 6, single, born in NY, parents born in NY.
1910 Census (very hard to read)
Enumeration District 109, Supervisors District 6, sheet 9A
Hudson Falls Village, Kingsbury Township, Washington County, NY
John is head of house, M, W, age 52, widowed, born in Ireland, parents born in Ireland, he is a laborer at the pulp mill.
Also in the house are:
Mrs. Hattie Langdon, daughter, F, W, age 30, Married, born in NJ, parents born in Ireland. (she had been married for 11 years)
Fred Langdon, son in law, M, W, age 35, Married, born in NJ, parents born in Ireland.
Dan, son, M, W, age 22, single, born NY, parents born in Ireland, operator in bag mill.
John died 26 Sept 1931 and is buried in St Paul’s/St Mary’s Cemetery in Hudson Falls, NY. He was 73 years old. This has been confirmed with Dorothy at St Paul’s/St Mary’s Church through the listing of his wife Bridget Curran (who is not buried there) on his records. Also buried here are his son John W, and his wife Beatrice. Daughter Hattie, and son Dennis. There are a total of 5 O’Connells buried here, Marie is the last one (I have not been able to place her in the family yet). They have no other records on this family. They did find it odd that there are Irish buried in this French cemetery.
I have been trying to get a copy of death records for any of them through Kingsbury Town Hall, unfortunately, I never get an answer on the phone. I will continue to try that way and via email.
I have not been able to find John in the 1880 Census (he should have been in NJ, which is where his daughters were born that year) and have a few possibilities for earlier census records, but need to have more family information on him before making a guess as to which he really is.
I have also spoke to Our Lady of Mt Carmel Church in Granville, NY, which is where Bridget O’Connell (John’s wife is buried). The only other information they have is their son Dennis baptismal information. The only thing they could tell me is that Bridget might have a sister named Catherine, but they are not positive. She was listed on something they have.
Any suggestions are welcome.
June 28, 2004
Stoco School in Lego, WV.
Stoco school where my Grandparents and my mother attended (until she was 8).
Stoco was built around 1925 and housed students from grades K-12 originally. The building has been abandoned for roughly 30 years. The building was not secure, we were able to walk right in. The first room we went into was the gym, it was in terrible shape. My Grandmother cried as she looked around. You could tell by looking at the building that it was a beautiful building in its day. My youngest daughter and one of the other cousin’s that were with us told my Grandmother not to worry, that when they grew up they were going to buy the building and fix the school. It is wonderful how the mind of a child works. They see the ache in a loved one and just want to fix it. My daughter, now 12, still talks of how sad this building was and how they are going to fix it to make her Granny happy.
In the writing of this I have found that in 2008 the school was in a fire that left the building a complete loss. I hesitate to even tell this to my Grandmother because I am not sure how she will take the information. She left West Virginia as a young mother and moved to the big city of Chicago. When she speaks of WV, you can hear the love for the home of her childhood and where she gave birth to her children. Often when we speak, there is the conversation of “if the Lord is willing, I want to visit one more time”. I truly hope that I can make that trip with her. There is so much more I would like to see and learn about.