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Saturday, August 11, 2018

Our Neglected Cemeteries: Greenwich Press, 1929

Greenwich Press: Thursday, January 3, 1929.

A drive about town reveals cemeteries, no longer in use, that have not only sunk into a state of oblivion but have been allowed annually to grow a crop of weeds and tall grass, overshadowing in many instances the tombstones. The Press does not know who is responsible for such a deplorable condition, but it does know that discredit is being reflected every day that this condition is allowed to continue.

The fact that Greenwich is not the only community where cemeteries have been virtually abandoned does not excuse this town. Possibly some of these cemeteries were originally family burying grounds and maintained by the family using them. Nevertheless, they still come under the classification of a cemetery and should continue to be treated with the same respect. To allow them to be forgotten is showing disrespect to the remains of those who rest there.

Were not the cemeteries dotted with tombstones erected in memory of loved ones, the offense against the dead would not be so great. But the tombstones cause their identity to stand out boldly, bringing remarks from those who pass. Visitors, in particular, notice these abandoned burying grounds and wonder why they are so treated. They stand out in startling contrast to the natural beauty of Greenwich.

Something should be done about this condition. It would cost comparatively little to bring back these cemeteries to their former beauty and to keep them in such a condition. The improvement in appearance would more than balance the expense. If the town does not feel that it should bear the expense, why could not some of our enterprising organizations put their shoulder to the wheel? Property owners in the vicinity of the cemetery might well lend their aid to the proposition. Improvement of the cemeteries could not help but increase the value of their holdings.

In any event, something should be done and be done quickly. Greenwich should never forget its dead, whether they have been dead a year or 100 years. They did their part in making this town what it is today and their memory should not be forgotten.

Thursday, July 19, 2018

Surprise! Abigail Reynolds Mead Stone Returned to Its Rightful Position

This morning I went to one of our ancestral burying ground off Relay Place in Cos Cob. I received something of a surprise upon my arrival. 

This particular gravestone had been toppled by some anonymous soul in September, 2017. Read about it here. 

I tried uprighting it myself last week -it's not that heavy for me, just bulky. 

So, you can imagine my curiosity was piqued when I found the stone back in its proper position. 

We've no idea who uprighted the stone. Whoever you are -thank you. 

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Rachel Mead's Gravestone: Returned At Last

On this unusually warm and mild autumn morning the long lost gravestone for Rachel Mead, died 1799, was finally returned to its rightful place.

With the assistance of Christopher Shields, archivist of the Greenwich Historical Society, we were able to pinpoint the cemetery where the stone belonged. Her grave is in the New Burial Grounds Association Cemetery next to the Second Congregational Church of Greenwich.

We used the Hale Collection of gravestones from the archives. These are not available online at this time. 

The gravestone arrived in a trailer towed by Norm Davis, a direct Mead descendant of Joshua and Rachel Mead. The stone is a brownstone that measures 6" by 20" and about 30" tall. 

We appreciate the cooperation and support of Allen Wilson, one of the cemetery association's directors. 

This was posted by Norm Davis on Facebook:

This story begins many years ago. Many, many years. All good stories have a beginning, a middle and an end. But it’s hard to say when this story really begins. So I’ll pick a date, and work in both directions. Bear with me. My parents bought their house in Port Chester, NY in 1956. The house had been built in 1927. Sometime around 1962 my dad dug up a series of stones that had been serving as a sort of rough, and dangerous, set of steps up a slight hill in the backyard. One of the slabs was quite large. He rolled it over, and discovered that it was a broken headstone. The writing was very clear: Rachel Mead, wife of Joshua Mead, departed this life Dec. 7, 1799 in the 50th Year of her age. My dad had been working on our family history since his teens, knew all the main colonial families in the Westchester and Fairfield county areas, and recognized the surname Mead right away. The Mead family is one of the earliest settlers of Greenwich, and has dozens, if not hundreds, of descendant branches by now. Their records are well established in churches and land documents.
He did a little digging, so to speak. Anyone who does genealogical research knows the routine. Dead ends, misinformation, family lore, a deliberate secrecy around events that families preferred to keep out of the public records. After just a bit of sleuthing, he proudly announced to us one day that he had found the records of Rachel Mead - and we were direct descendants. I’ll layout the details below. The mystery of course is, how did the stone end up in Port Chester, at the house he bought. When, where, who. Those details would take a bit more work.
Rachel Mead does have a headstone at the Second Congregational Church in Greenwich. So it’s not missing. Jeffrey Bingham Mead, who is heavily involved in the Mead Family records as well as Greenwich history in general, helped fill in some gaps. In 1918, there was a storm that toppled some scaffolding that has been erected for steeple repairs. Many headstones were damaged, and subsequently replaced. Rachel’s headstone was apparently one of them. How did it end up in Port Chester, at a house that didn’t exist until 1927? That’s the part of the story that I haven’t been able to fill in. Maybe the contractor who replaced the headstones took the broken ones to use on projects. Maybe it went to a dump and was saved by someone who thought it was useful. I don’t know. But it was AWOL for about 10 years at least.
Through luck and stubbornness, I found Jeffrey online and contacted him. You can read about that on his Mead Burying Grounds website: http://meadburyinggrounds.blogspot.com/... Jeffrey generously stepped in an arranged to have the stone repatriated. It was more than I had hoped for. My best friend and brother-from-another-mother Don Barbro came to help, with his son-in-law Peter Hudson, and my wife Lu-Anne. We loaded Rachel onto the trailer, and soon her headstone was back where it belonged, just a couple of feet away from where it was originally placed in 1799.
I have to say that it proved to be a lot more emotional than I had anticipated. Rachel is a total stranger to me of course, in spite of the bloodline. And it’s not like this act corrected a years-long miscarriage of justice. I had decided a long time ago that the stone belonged with a Mead family caretaker, and frankly I didn’t really care who that might be. I just couldn’t bear the thought of leaving the stone in the cellar, or on the curb. Jeffrey had the right idea and I am so grateful that he was able to get permission to do it, and then actually dig the hole for it. But standing there, on a sunny Saturday morning, it occurred to me that here we were - gathered, like so many family and friends often have to do, in a cemetery. We were standing exactly where Rachel’s family must have stood, on what was surely a miserable day in December. Perhaps her husband Joshua laid his hand on the headstone before turning away. I like to think so. And I like to think that in some way, this little act has brought Rachel’s story full circle - again.
So, if you’ve stayed with the story so far, thank you. I’m almost done with telling the public part of it, although personally the story will probably consume a few more hours of my free time. I’ve told the story from the middle, going forward. For anyone interested, I will now go backward. Here’s how the ancestral link works. The * means I have actual family photos of the person. b.=birth, d.=death.
Norman Davis III b.1954 (that’s me):
  • My father - Norman Davis Jr, Port Chester, b. 15 Apr. 1927 d.7 Aug.1993 *
  • His mother - Marion Bitz Davis Wilson, Port Chester, b. 19 Sept. 1902 d. 18 Feb.1996 *
  • Her mother - Mary I. Guthrie Bitz, Port Chester *
  • Her mother -Mary B. Guthrie, Greenwich, b.22 Mar.1871 * She was frequently photographed with her sister Kate (Chapman *), apparently they were quite photogenic. You can be the judge.
  • Her mother - Mary Frances Mead, Greenwich, b. 14 Sept.1846 d.1926 * (She married William Guthrie (b. 23 Dec. 1846 d. 6 Jul 1907 *). The Guthrie family also has deep roots in Greenwich, and even deeper roots in Scotland. Our family is direct descendants.
  • Her father - Leonard Mead, Greenwich, b. 2 Mar.1807 d.6 Jan.1857 * Leonard married Frances Studwell b. 9 Mar. 1822 d. 27 Jul.1905 *. The Studwell family traces it’s roots to the very first settler in Rye, under grants from the King. Our family is direct descendants.
  • His father - David Mead, Greenwich, b. Jun 1778 d.27 Aug.1828. David was married to Chloe Barnum, b.Apr.1781 d.26 Mar.1841, also a prominent Greenwich family.
  • His mother - Rachel Knapp Mead, b.1750 d.1799. Rachel was married to Joshua Mead b.1751 d.1812; Joshua was a Colonial militia sergeant who fought in the Revolutionary War.
So that’s the unbroken chain. Thanks for the ride, Rachel, now please Rest In Peace.

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Abigail Reynolds Mead Gravestone Vandalized

On September 25, 2017 a visit to the cemetery on the east bank of the Cos Cob Mill Pond revealed the scene above. 

This was a very disturbing scene earlier today. I arrived at one of our other ancestral burying grounds to find that someone has broken one of the gravestones. 

If you have any knowledge as to who did this please contact me confidentially. I will be back to clean up the site. 

We ask at this time that no one except family descendants enter the site unless you are given written permission and escorted.

Thursday, September 14, 2017

Gravestone of Rachel Mead, died 1799, to be Returned

One never knows what surprises arrive in the email box. Today was no exception.

We received one today from Mead-descendant Norm Davis in Port Chester, New York. He wrote:

I am a descendant of Rachel Mead, wife of Joshua Mead. Rachel died Dec 7, 1799. By a long, strange, twisted chain of events, I am in possession of her original headstone. It is damaged, but quite readable. I believe her headstone was replaced at some point. 

I am going to be selling the house in Port Chester where the headstone is kept. It would be a shame to have it tossed on the curb, and I thought someone in your group might have a better place for it. 

Please let me know if you're interested - I am happy to hand it to someone who can appreciate it for what it is. It's too heavy for me to move on my own, probably need a hand truck and a few strong arms to get it into a van. 

In an earlier time this would pose a huge challenge. Why? At this time I am on business travel in the Asia-Pacific -though soon to return to the greener pastures of Greenwich, Connecticut. 

Technology is a welcomed, wonderful ally to any of us involved in genealogical research for which we are both individually and collectively grateful. 

A search of the early 20th century cemetery records by Spencer P. Mead revealed that this Rachel Mead is interred in the New Burial Grounds Association Cemetery. It's next door to the Second Congregational Church on East Putnam Avenue, Greenwich. 

Now, the question beckons: how did Rachel's 1799 stone end up in the cellar of a family descendant's home in Port Chester, New York? 

My hunch is that this was among the gravestones carted away after a violent wind storm in 1918 blew down the scaffolding surrounding the steeple of the church next door. 

I wrote about a rare trip up the inside of the steeple in 2014. Read about it here. I also wrote about the cemetery next door. Read about that here and here.

We expect to be coordinating with Norm Davis to return the stone to its rightful place. Thanks, Norm!