Posted on: Niagara Co. NY Queries Board URL: http://genconnect.rootsweb.com/genbbs.cgi/USA/NY/Niagara?read=174 Surname: Rossie, Maybank, Kunath ------------------------- Would like to find maiden name of Anna Maybank married to Harry Maybank & living in Niagara County 1917 at 213 Main Street in Niagara Falls, N.Y. Possibly Rossie. Would like to know if they were married in this area. He enlisted in World War One at Buffalo, N.Y. His friend William Rossie lived on 306 Swan St.-Buffalo, N.Y in 1916. Would welcome any information!! Darlene T. Holling
I'd like to know the answer to Pam's question too. Sara Patton At 03:03 PM 7/11/00 -0400, you wrote: >Does anyone know if Niagara County land records or deeds >are available on the Internet? Or does any one have access >to same? Also, does anyone have the 1840 or 1845 census >for Lockport, Niagara County, NY? > >I'm trying to determine if Edward C. Marble (b. ca. 1815 in NY) owned >land in Niagara Co. I'm also trying to find where he was in 1840 or 1845. > >He was listed in 1850 Lockport, Niagara Co. Census. By 1860, >he was in Ohio. If he owned land in Niagara County; presumably, >he would have sold it between 1850 and 1860. > >Any help would be greatly appreciated. > >Thanks, >Pam Kerschner >Pawleys Island, SC > > >==== NYNIAGAR Mailing List ====
Does anyone know if Niagara County land records or deeds are available on the Internet? Or does any one have access to same? Also, does anyone have the 1840 or 1845 census for Lockport, Niagara County, NY? I'm trying to determine if Edward C. Marble (b. ca. 1815 in NY) owned land in Niagara Co. I'm also trying to find where he was in 1840 or 1845. He was listed in 1850 Lockport, Niagara Co. Census. By 1860, he was in Ohio. If he owned land in Niagara County; presumably, he would have sold it between 1850 and 1860. Any help would be greatly appreciated. Thanks, Pam Kerschner Pawleys Island, SC
Posted on: Niagara Co. NY Queries Board URL: http://cgi.rootsweb.com/~genbbs/genbbs.cgi/USA/NY/Niagara?read=173 Surname: Flagler ------------------------- I am searching for the link of my Flagler side of the family to the rest of the Flaglers. My Flagler side went to Chautauqua County, New York in the early 1800s. I can only get back as far as John H. Flagler, born in Royalton, Niagara County, Ny on March 8, 1835. My problem is I can't connect him to the next generation. I am searching for Grant S. Flagler who was my father's great uncle and lived in Westfield,NY in the late 1890s and early 1900s. He was married to Alta M. Owens and was a banker in Westfield. Can anyone help me with my search? Thanks. B.Kirk
Posted on: Niagara Co. NY Queries Board URL: http://genconnect.rootsweb.com/genbbs.cgi/USA/NY/Niagara?read=172 Surname: WHITE, SAXTON, BLOUNT, CRAIG, STILLIONS ------------------------- WHITE, Nathaniel b abt. 1785 m. Sarah ? b abt. 1788 MA, d Waukegan, Lake Co. IL 1859. Children: Reuben T WHITE b 1818 NY (m. Phebe BLOUNT?), d Chicago Cook Co. 1882; Mary WHITE b 1822 NY, m. Albert SAXTON 1847 Little Fort, Lake Co. IL; Oliver Cromwell WHITE b 1828 Buffalo, Niagara Co NY, m Catherine CRAIG 1853 Waukegan, Lake Co. IL (moved to Allamakee Co. IA in 1855); Charles W WHITE b. 1833 NY, m. Lucy STILLIONS 1865 Lake Co. IL (moved to Allamakee Co IA in 1865); George W White b. 1813 NY (son William W WHITE b. 1841 NY). Reubens children: Mary b 1847, Reuben C b 1850, Franklin J b 1852, Nathaniel S b 1856, William A b. 1859. Charles W children: George b 1866, Mary b 1867, William H. b 1870, Charlotte b 1873, Amanda b 1875 Family lived in Erie Co. NY, Buffalo Co. NY. Lake Co. IL, Allamakee Co IA . Nathaniel WHITE may be related to A S CLARK, George W THAYRE, Oren ADAMS and BULLS. Contact Evelyn J (WHITE) RUDOLF mt-evelyn@juno.com
Posted on: Niagara Co. NY Queries Board URL: http://genconnect.rootsweb.com/genbbs.cgi/USA/NY/Niagara?read=171 Surname: REGENHARDT, DIENER, RIEGER, Daul, Lashier, Lauzau, McDonald, Axford, Leary, Burns ------------------------- Looking for Regenhardt 'cousins' who are researching Fredrich REGENHARDT and Frances RIEGER. Fred came to America c1850 (from Hannover, Germany) and settled in Suspension Bridge. He married Frances RIEGER and together they had 10 children (from 1857-1879) who married into the LEARY, BURNS, MCDONALD, LASHIER, LAUZAU, DAUL and AXFORD families. Fredrich was the proprietor of a hotel in Niagara Falls just before his death in 1895. Thanks very much for reading!
Posted on: Niagara Co. NY Queries Board URL: http://genconnect.rootsweb.com/genbbs.cgi/USA/NY/Niagara?read=169 Surname: Jagow ------------------------- Looking for information on the German Lutheran community of Bergholtz which existed in Niagara County in the late 1800's. Ancestor from there named Jagow. Can anyone help?
Dear Bunch, Because you continue to encourage me to tell stories about my memories, here's one I wrote a few years ago about Zoar Valley Girl Scout Camp in 1942 or 43. I hope you'll enjoy it. vee from Youngstown "THE ASH GROVE" December 27, 1997 As I was preparing dinner early this evening, I heard an almost forgotten song on the radio. It was "The Ash Grove." When I heard the first strains of it-"Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander"--it took me back 55 years to when I was an 11-year-old Girl Scout at Zoar Valley Girl Scout Camp in Cattaraugus County, NY. It was lovely to hear it being sung again; however, hearing how it was being sung grated on my nerves. You see, it was sung by a British choir and they sang it so prim and proper and professional--no true feeling about the lovely quiet words. But, even that part reminded me of Girl Scout Camp. You see, one of our camp counselors was a Miss Upham and trust me, she was the epitome of "prim and proper!" All the girls dreaded it when she was the counselor who sat at your table during a meal. With perfect diction she would sternly instruct the "young ladies" in proper table manners. No, no, no, you do not pick up a whole slice of bread in your hand and just smear butter on it! You break it in half and then while it's still on your bread and butter plate, you daintily butter it. It seemed that no matter how hard you tried, you could never quite suit Miss Upham. But, oh, Girl Scout Camp! The songs we learned to sing--everything from "Inky Pinky Spider" to "Children's Prayer" from Humperdink's opera, "Hansel and Gretel." French-Canadian songs such as "Alouette" and "Donkey Riding," Czech songs such as "Walking at Night," Negro spirituals, English songs, the Australian round, "Kookaburra," and maybe my very favorite--the funny Appalachian song, "Deaf Woman's Courtship ("Speak a little louder sir, I'm very hard of hearing"). The evening camp fires, the long walks to the latrine, the reading comic books under the woolen blankets with your flash light after "lights out" and the chill of the nights sleeping in canvas tents. Nature walks, craft classes, and all the other activities that were a solid learning experience that you never quite forgot after all these years. Just a few years ago on New Year's Eve, I was invited to celebrate it with an old classmate of mine from junior and senior high school. There was just me and Elaine, her 92-year-old mother and a longtime widow friend of her mother's, Dorothy Harrington, I believe her name was. At midnight we toasted the new year with champagne and then sat down to their traditional New Year's Eve oyster stew. Somehow the conversation turned to the subject of Girl Scouts and Dorothy indicated that she had been very active in Scouting. Well, that certainly perked up my ears! I mentioned how precious my experiences were to me at Zoar Valley Girl Scout Camp back in the early 1940s. "Oh, really," Dorothy said. "I was a camp counselor there around that time!" All of a sudden, I had a dreaded suspicion and it was all that I could do to ask her what her maiden name was. "Upham!" The blood must have drained from my face as I asked in total disbelief, "You're MISS UPHAM??" Oh, my God! There I was sitting at the same table with Miss Upham, not paying all that much attention to my table manners!! She was quite pleased that I remembered her but quite surprised when I reminded her how strict she had been. She denied ever being strict but later, Elaine confirmed to me that it MUST have been the same Miss Upham because she hadn't changed all that much over the years! So there you are girls. Remember with fondness all of the pleasures of your young girlhood, but at the same time, remember your table manners. You never know at whose table Miss Upham will sit at next!!
Posted on: Niagara Co. NY Queries Board URL: http://genconnect.rootsweb.com/genbbs.cgi/USA/NY/Niagara?read=168 Surname: Hayes, Rouse ------------------------- I am looking for information on Oliver Hayes who resided in Niagara County in Lockport and was married for a time to Jessie Rouse. Any information would be greatly appreciated!
Thank you all so much for the nice complimentary notes about my memoir of growing up in Lockport. I'm humbled really. I have adored Vee's notes and others' recollections too. They all help to form "the big picture" and isn't that what it's all about? We who share are adding to the collective memory of an era or two to form a whole. Vee, those who read only Peyton Place and skipped D.H. Lawrence were missing something. I did a book report my senior year on Lawrence's book and Mrs. Ives, my teacher, was quite taken aback. She very carefully told me that if she had known I wanted to read Lawrence she might have been able to steer me toward another book which would have been more, ahem, appropriate. I was on my way to being unshockable in those days. Yet, like one of the others wrote, there is much I find shocking in today's society. Somehow in between then and now there was a gap in the culture which I missed out on by staying home and raising my son. He's been trying to help me give up my "Fifties mentality" but I'll cling to that until the grave. He found out that the way I taught him wasn't quite what he was running into out there. I didn't get it. I do think it's important though to let children of today know what we had once. Otherwise they'll never have a clue. But like me they probably still won't get it. Interestingly, perhaps one of the emailers is a distant cousin. I'm still waiting to hear back from her. I love finding "shirt tail" cousins! :) Barb Petty
Posted on: Niagara Co. NY Queries Board URL: http://genconnect.rootsweb.com/genbbs.cgi/USA/NY/Niagara?read=167 Surname: MYRICK, TREMPER ------------------------- Seeking information on parents of WILLIAM TREMPER, b 1793 in NY State,USA(or 1796); died 1865 in Lake Co, Indiana, USA; and POLLY MYRICK, b 1803 in NY State, USA, d. 1874 whose father was HENRY MYRICK. They had children Harrison M, b 1820; George M. (b 1823) and Diantha, b 1824 at Niagara Co, NY USA and Lorenzo (b 1825 at Niagara Co, NY USA, and others later. Where were William and Polly married? Who were their parents??
Posted on: Niagara Co. NY Queries Board URL: http://genconnect.rootsweb.com/genbbs.cgi/USA/NY/Niagara?read=166 Surname: McCOMB ------------------------- I'm looking for information on the McCOMB family of Niagara County (particularly Barker and Lockport). I have very little to go on. William McComb supposedly immigrated from Ireland to Barker, New York, where he worked in apple orchards and raised a large family. I don't have dates for him, and am not 100% about his wife (reportedly Asa Bennah, who left him and many children to go live with her sister in Ontario). One of the children was William George McComb, born 22 July 1882 Barker, Niagara County, New York. Some of the children (Wm George included) left New York and settled in Genesee & Shiawassee Co's of Michigan. Several remained in Barker & Lockport, where William McComb is reportedly buried. Does any of this ring a bell with anyone? Can anyone help me find this family? Rylan Gwinn Jacksonville, Florida rylang@mail.jax.bellsouth.net
In a message dated 7/8/00 12:11:19 AM Eastern Daylight Time, housman@adelphia.net writes: > I must be sentimental. Can > > you believe my eyes misted over when I saw the photo of Winnie Thurston > > in front of the Loblaw's Store. Count me as a second on this one. With the current conversation, I'm being transported back in time more and more often it seems. And I haven't heard the name Loblaw's for seems like 40 years! What a trip back in time :^) thanks as always - Susan McMackin Reynolds Lewes DE It Pays to Learn $$ for taking quizzes, even for WRONG answers ! http://www.itpaystolearn.com/default.asp?ref_id=AAE028
Dear Group, Because Barb mentioned in her memories that she had been a tomboy when she was a kid, I wanted to let her know that I also was a tomboy when I was a kid. But this evening, it made me wonder if that expression is even used anymore. More than that, it made me wonder if some of you young whippersnappers know what we're even talking about! Well, according to my dictionary, a "tomboy" is a girl who behaves like a boisterous boy; a hoyden (a bold, boisterous girl). And I sure WAS one! Hey, I may have eventually learned how to dance and curtsy in "proper society," but I sure was full of life before it was finally hammered home that proper girls didn't act that way. What way? Well, I could climb a tree just as well as any boy and I did my share of carving my initials on it at the very top! Just ask Marilyn about the pear tree behind her house. She was right up there with me and we both had our Girl Scout knives up there with us! Football? Well, of course that was totally off limits to us girls. Nonetheless, the neighborhood kids would get together at the tiny patch of a park on the corner of Macklem and Seymour Avenues in Niagara Falls and when a football game seemed to be in order, I always joined in. And do you know what? Just last month at our historical society meeting, good old Hugh from my old neighborhood showed up and he admitted that I had embarrassed him when I reminded him that I had actually tackled him in one of our football games there. But he smiled at the remembrance. But I'll tell you about another boy that I had tackled in another football game a few years later. His name was Jerry. By that time I was in my very early teens and frankly I was becoming a bit confused. I wanted to be one of the boys, but there wasn't anyone on this earth who was as handsome as Jerry Rushton! Oh hubba hubba! What a dream boat! And for those of you who might be interested, I later recorded in my old diary (of course it had a fold-over lock and key to it) under "Special Events of 1945," "April 9, My first kiss from Jerry Rushton." I guess my tomboy days were over. (Sigh!) vee
Dear Group, Zona responded to my last message; however, she sent it to me only. I'm forwarding it to the list because I feel that it cements how I felt about Barb's wonderful writing! Oh my goodness, how much all of us have to share with each other! vee ----- Original Message ----- From: zona patton <zona.himmelsbach@juno.com> To: <housman@adelphia.net> Sent: Friday, July 07, 2000 11:42 PM Subject: Re: Lockport Memories > Thank you Vee for the url to Barb's website. I must be sentimental. Can > you believe my eyes misted over when I saw the photo of Winnie Thurston > in front of the Loblaw's Store. I did not live in Lockport, yet the > website, made me feel like I got back home. Barb, you are a very good > writer and held my interest through to the end. Thank you for sharing. > I went to a firemen's picnic in Lockport about '48; the Lockportians are > very friendly > Zona.
Dear Bunch, I received a response to one of my recent messages from Barbara Petty (bpetty@erols.com) regarding my posting my memories and she modestly called my attention to memories of her own that is on the Lockport website. She referred to them as a "meager offering" to the webmaster. Oh, Lordy, Barb, what you wrote was FANTASTIC!! Complete with old black and white family photographs! And even though you're a tad younger than I, I've gotta tell you that I also painted my second-hand bycicle green, yes the boys tried to crash the girls' pajama party, no us girls didn't go skinny dipping in Lake Ontario but we did walk down the middle of Macklem Avenue in Niagara Falls at midnight in our pajamas, giggling all the way!! My father was also a movie projectionist--however it was in the 1930s and if any of you have watched those old movies, you might notice that on occasion there is a blinking(?) spot on the upper righthand corner of the screen. Daddy told us that it was a signal to the projectionist that it was time for him to switch to the next reel of film and he had just so many minutes or seconds to do it. When the second blinking spot showed up on the screen, that's when the second projector with the next reel was switched on. And yes, I also had a baby brother (born 1940) who tagged after me and my girlfriend Marilyn. He's nine years younger than I and by that time Marilyn and I were in our teens. So we used to try to scare him off with fancy words we had learned in our Biology class--The paramecium will get you! He didn't care, he just continued to tag along. And do you know what? When I was a kid my mother had the same problem with me as your mother did with you. For some reason when I would go out to play, I would never return back home at the hour she had set for me. And I always knew that when I returned late, I would be punished by being restricted to the area of only our back yard--for a full WEEK! And trust me, that was cruel and unusal punishment!! But I never learned my lesson. Oh how cruel mothers can be--and oh how she must have suffered from my constent whining and begging her to let me take one step out of the yard!! Paper dolls, Loblaws Groceteria, wonderful Kate Smith with her marvelous voice, cherry Cokes. . . oh WOW, what memories! Folks, check out what Barb wrote of her memories of Lockport--1943-1955--at http://www.lockport-ny.com/Features/Petty.htm Barb, I'm still giggling about that SHAMEFUL book "Peyton Place" and how I devoured every single lurid steamy paragraph! Thanks for the memories and I'll get back with you regarding your JOHNSON family from Wilson. I haven't had a chance to call Cora about it. vee
i'm enjoying these memories so much, even though i didn't grow up in niagara county; that's where my dad, who died when i was a year old, was from and he was born in 1908. many things that folks are saying remind me of things i cherish about my own growing up years, even though i wasn't born till 1952, because i was raised in a small town suburb of cleveland where childhood in the fifties was more like it was in previous decades (with the addition of TV, of course) than what life for children became in the 1970s and beyond. life back then wasn't perfect of course, even with the passage of years i can't claim it was, but children were allowed to BE children then, and to grow up with the same two parents (in fact i was the only person i knew who only had one parent, and i felt like a freak; my mother was likewise the only working mother, by necessity not by choice, until she remarried when i was ten.) so many of the memories that have been written about are suffused with a touching innocence and the ability to take pleasure in life's little graces. there was no drug or alcohol problem among grade school kids, we didn't dare use 'pottymouth' words around our parents or teachers, we didn't find out about sex till puberty and we didn't experiment with it at least until high school; i remember being shocked when i transferred from catholic school to public high school in tenth grade to have friends who were sleeping with their boyfriends! by 1968-9 the world was changing, i knew some people who smoked marijuana, and my senior year a girl had to drop out before graduation because she was pregnant. i feel so sad when i hear the 20something kids i work with talk about their childhoods--chaotic families of unmarried parents, or multiple stepparents, single parents who made their kids their pals and confidants, drugs and sex by sixth grade, prozac by high school. it makes me ashamed for my 'baby boom generation.' i'm childless, but i have no illusions i would have been any better a parent than their parents, or than many of my friends have been: we were so self centered, we didn't want to make commitments that might interfere with 'doing our own thing', we parked our kids in front of tv sets or let them come home to empty houses, sometimes of course because both parents needed to work, but often, among the upper middle class, because neither parent felt being home with the kids was important (i don't think childcare is the responsibility only of women, but i've only ever known one family in which the man chose to be the full time childrearer--and he did a wonderful job.) too many kids were raised by daycare workers or a series of babysitters or nannies. the twentysomethings i work with claim not to feel angry about their parents' immaturity, even though some of them even now spend as much time worrying about their flakey fortysomething mom whose live in boyfriend slaps her around or their flakey fortysomething dad who just left his second wife to run off to brazil as they do dealing with their own personal lives. they stare at me in puzzlement when i say it is the parent who is supposed to care for the child's needs and not vice versa. not that there weren't bad or immature parents in my mother's generation, but by and large i think the lines were clearer about who was SUPPOSED to be the responsible party. certainly my dad always said 'a man is judged by how well he cares for his loved ones' and if at times he and other men of that era were not up to the task, at least they knew they were falling short, and so did everyone else. if a man took off for brazil he was a disgrace to his family, there was no BS about his 'right to self development.' it's fine if someone wants to always be number one in their own lives, but those folks probably shouldn't marry and sure shouldn't have kids! i wanted to be an artist and put that first, and felt if i couldn't give a child a stable, secure upbringing where their needs took primacy over my own, i wasn't going to have kids. sometimes i now regret that, because it's too late to change my mind, but that's an emotional reaction. deep down i know children need to be children, they need a time of innocence, they need adults who are mature and up to their responsibilities to let them come to knowledge of the unpleasant realities of life gradually, who are not afraid to say 'no you can't spend 40 dollars in one afternoon on pokemon cards' (as a friend who is a nanny tried to say to the spoiled 8 year old son of two busy attorneys whom she cares for). by no means were my early years straight out of norman rockwell, and when i was younger i went through a stage of regretting that i'd had such an ordinary, 'leave it to beaver' life--jumping rope and catching fireflies in the summer, playing barbie with my girlfriends on rainy afternoons, skating at the local pond in the winter. but now i'm glad my parents didn't name me 'sunshine' after their favorite brand of LSD, drag me along on the road to marrakech, and try to turn me into their pintsized unpaid therapist ;). ---------- >From: "Vee L. Housman" <housman@adelphia.net> >To: NYNIAGAR-L@rootsweb.com >Subject: Lockport Memories >Date: Fri, Jul 7, 2000, 7:35 PM > > Dear Bunch, > > I received a response to one of my recent messages from Barbara Petty > (bpetty@erols.com) regarding my posting my memories and she modestly called > my attention to memories of her own that is on the Lockport website. She > referred to them as a "meager offering" to the webmaster. > > Oh, Lordy, Barb, what you wrote was FANTASTIC!! Complete with old black and > white family photographs! And even though you're a tad younger than I, I've > gotta tell you that I also painted my second-hand bycicle green, yes the > boys tried to crash the girls' pajama party, no us girls didn't go skinny > dipping in Lake Ontario but we did walk down the middle of Macklem Avenue in > Niagara Falls at midnight in our pajamas, giggling all the way!! > > My father was also a movie projectionist--however it was in the 1930s and if > any of you have watched those old movies, you might notice that on occasion > there is a blinking(?) spot on the upper righthand corner of the screen. > Daddy told us that it was a signal to the projectionist that it was time for > him to switch to the next reel of film and he had just so many minutes or > seconds to do it. When the second blinking spot showed up on the screen, > that's when the second projector with the next reel was switched on. > > And yes, I also had a baby brother (born 1940) who tagged after me and my > girlfriend Marilyn. He's nine years younger than I and by that time Marilyn > and I were in our teens. So we used to try to scare him off with fancy > words we had learned in our Biology class--The paramecium will get you! He > didn't care, he just continued to tag along. > > And do you know what? When I was a kid my mother had the same problem with > me as your mother did with you. For some reason when I would go out to > play, I would never return back home at the hour she had set for me. And I > always knew that when I returned late, I would be punished by being > restricted to the area of only our back yard--for a full WEEK! And trust > me, that was cruel and unusal punishment!! But I never learned my lesson. > Oh how cruel mothers can be--and oh how she must have suffered from my > constent whining and begging her to let me take one step out of the yard!! > > Paper dolls, Loblaws Groceteria, wonderful Kate Smith with her marvelous > voice, cherry Cokes. . . oh WOW, what memories! > > Folks, check out what Barb wrote of her memories of Lockport--1943-1955--at > http://www.lockport-ny.com/Features/Petty.htm > > Barb, I'm still giggling about that SHAMEFUL book "Peyton Place" and how I > devoured every single lurid steamy paragraph! Thanks for the memories and > I'll get back with you regarding your JOHNSON family from Wilson. I haven't > had a chance to call Cora about it. > > vee > > > > ==== NYNIAGAR Mailing List ==== > Stuck for ideas? The Niagara County NYGenWeb page might help... > <http://www.rootsweb.com/~nyniagar/>. > >
Dear Carol, et al, ----- Original Message ----- From: <Wcscouler@aol.com> To: <NYNIAGAR-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Sunday, July 02, 2000 11:07 AM Subject: HACKETT > I remember Jack Hackett very well. Was he > related to Glenn? He is pictured in the 1925 senior class yearbook of > Niagara Falls High School. He was also a good friend of our family. I seem > to remember that he sold real estate in the Falls. > > Can someone tell me how to subscribe to the Niagara County Genealogical > Society Newsletter? Thanks. I checked the history book (1921) and Jack was the son of Glenn. Regarding subscribing to the NCGS newsletter, if someone hasn't responded to you by now, let me know and I'll call the society tomorrow and find out. It entails joining the society and receiving the newsletter via the post office. vee
Posted on: Niagara Co. NY Queries Board URL: http://genconnect.rootsweb.com/genbbs.cgi/USA/NY/Niagara?read=165 Surname: Kelley, Hicks, Murtaugh, Carrigan, Crossen, Fisk ------------------------- Researching family of John Kelley/Kelly, son of William Kelley/Kelly & Irene Smith. John b. Ireland abt. 1826; in Newfane, Niagara Co., NY abt. 1850, d. Newfane July 15, 1868. Married Margaret Hicks, b. May 18, 1815, Ireland; d. May 14, 1901, Carlton, Orleans Co. Children: Mary Jane marr. James Murtaugh; William marr. Mary Carrigan; Anna marr. Patrick Crossen; Elisa d. @ 6 yr; Joseph marr. Harriet Fisk. John & Margaret & Elisa buried St. Bridget's Cem., Newfane. Anyone researching these families? Will share info.