(Tom is the ggg-grandson of Mary Ann "Polly" (Hancock) Burdick (I20250) and an excellent researcher. Polly was, supposedly, the grandniece of John Hancock, one of the Founding Fathers of America. So you would think her lineage would be pretty well traced. No such luck. He has tried every which way from Sunday to try to verify her parents, but as you can see from his efforts that is not the case. If you can help provide definitive proof of Polly's parentage please let us know. -- HB)
I present you this rat's nest that I don't know how to resolve:
Mary Ann Polly Burdick (born Hancock).
MyHeritage Family Trees:
Burdick Family Site (23andMe), managed by Douglas Burdick (Contact)
Birth: Dec 22 1793 - Stonington, New London, Connecticut, United States
Death: Jan 25 1884 - Almond, Allegany, New York
Parents: Edward Hancock Iv, Nancy Hancock Iv (born Miner)
Siblings: Edward Hancox, Sally Ann Hancox, Sarah Hancox, Clement Miner Hancox, Joseph Wright Hancox, Joseph W Hancock, Eliza Hovey, Ethan Allen Hancox, Frances Maria Hancox
Husband: William Burdick
Children: William Stillman Burdick, Hubbard Smith Burdick, Nathan D Burdick, Clark C Burdick, Edward P Burdick, Emily Burdick, Mary Ann Burdick, John Hancock Burdick, Collins Cady Burdick, Charles P Burdick
I tried to start a discussion on Geni.com, but I don't think anyone using MyHeritage site ever visits Geni.com. My input was:
From "Supplement to Descendants of Robert Burdick of Rhode Island", Compiled by (Nellie Willard) Johnson, Author of the Genealogy, Norwich, NY, 1952-1953:
Page 162, "P. 117. No. 250. Mary called Polly Ann Hancock was the dau. of Nathan who d. Oxford, N.Y. Sep. 15, 1831; m. Stonington, Conn., in 1st. Cong. church, Dec. 1, 1784, Phebe Palmer, dau. of Rufus."
This conflicts with information found in Burdick Family Site (23andMe) Family Tree, managed by Douglas Burdick (contact), on MyHeritage.com, which states:
Mary Ann Polly Burdick (born Hancock)
MyHeritage Family Trees
Birth: Dec 22 1793 - Stonington, New London, Connecticut, United States Death: Jan 25 1884 - Almond, Allegany, New York Parents: Edward Hancock Iv, Nancy Hancock Iv (born Miner).
What is the support for the latter?
- She was a grandniece of John Hancock, the great patriot and statesman.
- Cr. for Polly's father's name is Emily R. Burdick, her grand daughter.
- Her father, Nathan, d. Oxford, N.Y., Sept. 15, 1831; m. Stonington, Conn., in 1st Cong. church, Dec. 1, 1784, Phebe Palmer, dau. of Rufus.
(Cr. Miss Emily Burdick, W.R.C. Home, Oxford, N.Y. and Mrs. Kaple per Pauline Kilbury, Hornell and Rochester, N.Y.) (See Sup. on P. 16.)
I found this information going through Geni.com. The parents for Mary Ann are different. I don't want to go the MyHeritage site for discussion because it is a pay site. Anyway you can think of to resolve this?
(In the Summer, 2014 Newsletter Linden Burzell provided some historic letters written by Eli Burdick, who was serving in the Civil War, to his family back in Illinois. Susan Brummett's great-grandfather, Lorenzo Dow Burdick (I661) also served in and survived the Civil War and he, too, wrote letters home to his wife in Illinois. Spelling is phonetic and I have not changed it; I believe it gives a better insight into the person and the times. Some words are undecipherable - I have to admit, this was a tough one. The first letter is when Lorenzo was stationed in Kenner, LA when the end of the war was probably in sight (the paragraph separation is mine.) The second (my favorite) is a love poem he wrote to his wife when he decided to enlist. -- HB)
Headquarters Co. E 99th Batt
Camptd at Kennervill La
January the 21st 1865
My Dear wife
Your letter of the 9th came to hand today. I was pleased to here from you & the friends once more. Your letter was a fool one (is fool spelt right or not) & it was red with a grate sadisfaction. I will have to corect my last letter to you. I spoke of the regular ??? in my last letter. I don it to get a long letter from you as a long letter is more plesant for me to reed and I will expect a long letter in return to that one. But this one answers all perpeses. This paper is hardly long enuf for me to write to my wife.
But as paper is hard to get I make one sheet do. But I get plenty of paper now & you will see its very good. our ??? is quite neglegent in getting stationary.But I got a good supply now. You need not send me every paper ??? that that is completely covered with the news from Illinois. This is the kind that I like to get from home.
Do better then Blankes on the present occasion. You may send me now & then a Poatage ???. This will come in May as corespondence is in heering rappidly. I got a letter from Kit to day & also one from Dad Milehen. They were all well. Milehen was about to start East. She sed nothing in reply to my ??? letter that I wrote to them. She telles me she feeles like sholdering her gun to fight the wicked rebbels. Our resont melayes here made a good union pelple of them.
I guess as there is lotes of just such people in the south after they are over pourde they proclame union to the topick of thare uttermost endevers. I hope they are of the right strife but I think that Jonny is very corupt in my estimation.
But enuff of this. The Mittenes & I ekes was the nisest kind. But the Moosketoes is so very bad down here that they bite right thru them. The mites they will come in goodlly next winter if nothing happenes. I expect that you had better get each to brake your young Mare as he has lerned the skill of taming horses. Twill be bulley as it is all in the family twill not cost much.
Perhaps tis quite likly tho that twill be cheper to brake her myself as I will be quite lazy when I get home and nothing else to do. That is if I'm so fortunet to get home endly seven month and I stase from today will releas me from this ?? ?? & I antisopate a speedy treety of this war. The papers are chuck fool of ??? stores. Now I hope that they can be relible ???. The Boys are all well & in good spirites but the mud thare is no endto it. It has bin raining all the time neerly since we came to Kennervill. The wether has bin ??? there is a larg show to be on Monday & lotes of ammusments for the soldiers to chere them in their ??? Campes. The the first Briggade has not got money yet & that isn't all.
I don't wont any as long as I keep well. This is a grate place to spend money but when a man is ??? he has to make a better hand ??? forgiving. This is all the difference that I can see. Tell ??? that I would of come to the chopping but on the account of the despret ??? time I could hardly get out to ??? ??? enuff to ??? our camp kittle of a wet morning. But nevermind perhaps I will come to the next wood chopping. The hero something nex winter likly. I think that father is in a bad situation & I hate to send him money as thar will be some one to use it for him hon a ??? I ??? at home and had & had I have and had my father with with me this would be delightful for me to take care of him ??? ??? ??? ??? this nex fall if I'm ??? untill that time & he is to. I think he will be pleased to alsso. I don't se how Melanie could treet her father do cool ??? ??? hasen with my letter as I have to others to write to day before the male gose out.
The sun has come out & the day bides fare for a plerant one. There is ??? talk of consolidating our rigmont sone take if the 118 regmont & some talk that we will go in with the 89th. The ??? talked of to but nothing definit can be ??? now to day.
Perhaps we will move from this past in a day or to. Some talk of going to Greenwill ??? miles below this place. If we do we will take command of a fort. But twuould not suprizeme if we went to Modeal when we leave this plase. This is the ??? on by some. I will act not more spend your shues & I will redely mend them ??? to send hurs to. But secure & cleen them off as I am bothered some with durty shues at presant. I do considerabol mending now. Dase Mal good by far this time. Give my best respects to all who inquire after me with this brief letter. You have my warmest affection & love kiss the children for your husband.
L. D. Burdick
May the 1st 1864
Our wedding day - to my wife
Tis five years ago to day since we began in life
And took the oath that heaven prescribed to make us man and wife.
How undivided was the love I gave to you that day
When trembling fondly by my side you gave yourself away to me.
Some thought it was a childish love a week and foolish flame
But all along the five years I've loved you just the same.
And thou another love has come I hardly knew before
I feel my wife is dear to me as she had bin before.
But when my Country called me forth to fight the haughty foe
Could I be called a faithful son if I refused to go?
And I love the dear old flag, the banner of the free,
And gladly will I fight for it for God & liberty.
And when its sacred foldes shall flote in unpoluted air
My wife shall [have] hur Soldier Boy who help to plase it thare.
Then the quiot of our homes will while the ours away
And hale the plesant munth of Spring whitch bringes our wedding day.
(A little over a year ago someone sent me an email with the following article attached. Unfortunately I cannot recall who sent it to me, so if you were that person please let me know - I would like to give you proper credit. This article was written in 1931 and tells the story of Burdickville, Rhode Island, and the very beginning of it is missing. Many years ago I drove through Burdickville, I wish I had known the history. -- HB)
William Clark is "Mayor, Owner, Sole Winter Inhabitant of Burdickville - Population Doubles in Summer"
The Providence Sunday Journal Magazine, August 23, 1931
dwindled down to a summer population of two and a winter population of one, it can't dwindle much further and still retain its place on the map and it self-respect.
And when it had not heard the whir of a mill wheel for nearly three decades, it must grow rather weary of listening to for the gladstone sound.
And that is the status of Burdickville, a slumbering little hamlet which is tucked into a nook in Hopkinton, South County.
When great cities wax hysterical over the loss of a few thousand in habitants in the census reports and shudder at a temporary curtailment of industry, the populace of Burdickville - both of them - is in a position to laugh long and raucously into the evening breeze.
For in Burdickville, depression is a chronic condition; the residents thrive on it here.
It would be hard to find another village just like Burdickville. Somnolent, quiescent, picturesque, it seems to be awaiting a turn in its affairs as patiently as it has been doing ever since the beginning of the century. Its population is not worrying. Burdickville has stopped - that is all. Some time it may start up again - then then again it may not.
The solitary year-round resident of Burdickville is William Clark (I113283), and he is sole owner of the place. He has the entire property by deed - houses, mills, water rights and all. Some call him the Mayor of Burdickville, and he doesn't resent it. Just now there is one person besides himself living there - Robert McWilliams (I13857).
Last summer when Wilson Burdick (I3279), father-in-law of Mr. McWilliams, and cousin of Mr. Clark, lived in the village. But last fall he died and Mr. McWilliams departed for the winter, leaving Mr. Clark alone.
"It did get a little lonesome in the winter," Clark admits. "My only companions were a pair of horses, my cats and my hens."
This summer Mr. McWilliams came back to Burdickville to do a little gardening. Mr. Clark goes daily with his
Alton. He and McWilliams are good neighbors.
And Burdickville has its diversions. The mail carrier stops every day; there is a certain amount of auto travel across the village road to Wood River Junction, three miles away, and it is not so lonesome after all. Mr. Clark is a bachelor, accustomed to being alone. Mrs. McWilliams stays with her husband some of the time, and when she arrives the population of the village jumps 33-1/3 percent.
Burdickville, like many another tiny Rhode Island village, has a history. The mills that are now in ruins once hummed with activity. Mr. Clark remembers when every one of the eight or nine houses in the village were occupied and the men worked in the mills. He has a faded group photograph showing a dozen men - the workmen in the mill - and he says the whole force was not there, either.
It was almost a century ago when the first mill at Burdickville was built by Stephen Burdick (I2036), the grandfather of Mr. Clark. It was an era of small woolen mills in Rhode Island, when every small
its power to card the wool, spin it into yarn and weave it into cloth.
The first mill, the larger of the two, is still standing, although it is rapidly going to ruin. It is perhaps 100 feet long, 50 feet wide and three stories in height. It stands over the water on the west bank of both the Queens and Charles.
The Burdick mill weathered the vicissitudes of business until the time of the Civil War. Meanwhile a "shoddy" mill, a frequent companion enterprise to a woolen mill, had sprung up on the opposite bank of the stream. There was power enough for both. But one day a piece of iron found its way into the picking machine of the shoddy mill, and set it afire. The wooden structure burned but was replaced by a stone building, as solid today as when it was built, two generations ago.
The Civil War period saw the mills at Burdickville sharing in the prosperity that came to many other similar industries - making blankets for the Union Army
in many of the small mills along New England streams, just as the rifles and bayonets were made in many New England gun shops. The Civil War period was probably the golden age of Burdickville's prosperity.
It was just after the Civil War decade that Mr. Clark, present owner of the whole of Burdickville, was born - 59 years ago. As a small boy he saw the mill tenements occupied - the mills active. His mother was the daughter of his grandfather Burdick. One of his earliest recollections is of the death of his grandfather. The old man - then in his 80's - was accidentally drowned near the bank of the stream, where a small rowboat ferry crossed to the shoddy mill.
After his death the mills were operated by his son, Albert Burdick (I312036). When the latter died, his wife took charge of the business.
The larger mill, although of frame construction, was of stout hewn timbers, built to stand for a long time. It could probably be restored to usefulness now, should occasion demand, though it looks like a ruin.
However, the period of activity for Burdickville came to an end with the death of Mrs. Albert Burdick, the woman mill manager. Mr. Clark speaks affectionately - and rather proudly - of her. Mr. Clark himself, was never a mill man. His occupations took him away during the early years of his manhood.
After the death of his aunt there was no one to take over the mill management, and the business was closed.
About 20 years ago Mr. Clark took over the possession of the village, in part through a family arrangement and in part through purchase. He says he wanted the old place as a home and that is all. He enjoys a kind og lonely glory - owner in fee of the village - and finds employment in the use of his team for the mills, two miles away.
Nor is Mr. Clark concerned over the inactivity of the village. It is not for sale, and he wants it only for his home. It bears the name of his mother's family, and he lives in the house in which he lived as a child. He is his own housekeeper, and for months at a time the village's only resident.
This summer one small house has been rented as a summer home by a Westerly citizen, who comes to it occasionally for a day or two. Aside from this and the presence of Mr. McWilliams, Mr. Clark is entirely alone, and he says having a village all to himself isn't bad at all.
If one likes isolation - isolation and picturesqueness - he will find all he wants in Burdickville. The main street passes leisurely along by the bend in the river, crossing the rustic bridge over the stream. What may once have been a busy square is now a fragrant grassplot, with a highway that is naturally "one way," because it is only one vehicle wide. The road passes between the mill and a high bank, with the skeleton of a house on the left.
The bank by the mill is rich with wild shrubs and flowers - now in luxuriant bloom. Birds dart hither and yon and the call of a whippoorwill or a Bob White is frequently heard.
The house in which Mr. Clark lives stands on a high bank beyond the mill, a sightly spot, with flower gardens and a handsome oak tree in the yard. A barn on the river side and a few more houses lie beyond. One could knock at every door in the place in a few minutes.
For those who would like to visit Burdickville, the route is a pleasant hour-and-a-half from the city, through picturesque territory. Wood River Junction is reached by turning off the main road at Carolina, over the new State road leading south. From Wood River Junction it is necessary to drive further in a southerly, or southeasterly direction, turning to the right twice.
On the map, the village is located approximately between the railroad stations of Alton and Bradford. The state road from Bradford and Alton passes within about a mile of Burdickville and may thus afford another approach to it.
(According to Nellie Johnson, William Clark died May 20, 1932 and Robert McWilliams died September 17, 1933. Today Burdickville is filled with beautiful homes and a few scattered businesses, Mr. Clark would no longer be lonely. -- HB)
Jack Burdick (firstname.lastname@example.org) is trying to find his link to the Burdick Family tree. Jack has traced his line back to his g-grandfather, Ocie Burdick (who went by "O.C."), but cannot find O.C.'s parents. He did not have a middle name but did have two sons, Jack and Clyde. O. C. died in 1969 in Oregon. He married Blanche Snyder in 1921 or 1922. Jack has a lot of his papers including his World War I military draft notice, selective service card, discharge paper, marriage license, and death certificate. But with all of this, there is nothing that references his father. If you know this line, or can help Jack find his roots, please contact him.
Debbie Kovar has come into possession of two photographs and would like to know more about them. One is of Florence (Dawson) Burdick, wife of Edson Burdick (I512195). The other is of Kate Dawson who appears to be Florence's sister (who never married). Florence and Kate were born in Ohio (where Debbie came across the photos) but it appears the family moved to Kansas City, MO where the photos were taken by W.T. Dole. written on the back of each photo is "Pearl's cousin in Kansas City". Debbie would like to find out who Pearl is (probably part of the Dawson family who stayed in Ohio), and would like to return the historic photos to a close family member. Florence was born about 1880 and died 7/21/1948, she is buried in Forest Hill Cemetery, Kansas City. Florence married Edson Burdick on 10/19/1904. He was born about 1881 and died 10/26/1932. Kate was born about 1878. The photos are displayed on the Burdick Family Association web site in the "Photos" section. If you know anything about Florence (aka. Floss), Kate or Pearl please let me know.
Gerald Dooley (email@example.com) has extensively researched his Burdick ancestry, back to William Burdick (I402) (b. 1770s) who is his ggg-grandfather. Surprisingly, no descendants of William's were recorded in the Burdick genealogy until Gerald performed his research. This is odd since William, as listed by Nellie Johnson, was one of the original pioneers who founded Milwaukee, WI. But Gerald's research places him in Pennsylvania. Lack of information about William could be because at least one of his wives was Native American. As we know, such interracial marriages of this time period often resulted in the "offending" party being ostracized by the family. Could this be the situation with William? Or it could be that there are two Williams who have been confused? This appears to be the the case, Gerald is still researching. If you know more about William (either one) and his family please contact Gerald.
Tammy Jetton (firstname.lastname@example.org) is looking for Cora Burdick. More specifically, her parents. Cora was born in 1879. She married Franklin Earnest Caraker in Cape Girardeau, Missouri in 1898. Cora died in Cape Girardeau on Sept. 20, 1901 according to the Fairmont Cemetery records. Tammy also has Cora's marriage certificate, but it does not identify her parents. It is possible that Cora is the daughter of Edward Whitford Burdick (I410522), but that is not for certain. If anyone knows this line please let Tammy know.
Onyx Anderson's (email@example.com) grandmother on her father's side is Faith Carolyn Burdick. Faith married Michael Anderson. Her parents are Mary and James Burdick. As you can probably guess, there are several James/Mary marriages in the genealogy and there is no way to tell which one is Onyx's line. Do you know?
Peggy Overstreet is not related to the Burdicks but found a couple of antique photographs at a flea market in Ottawa, Kansas with that surname. One photo is of Edna and Edwin Burdick, probably taken in 1897. There is also a picture of child, Hazel Burdick. Edwin and Edna do not appear in the Burdick genealogy. Both photos were taken by photographers in Baraboo, WI. If you know this line please let me (firstname.lastname@example.org) know.
I (email@example.com) sadly announce the passing of my uncle, William 'Bill' Burdick. He died July 21 in Mobile, AL. Uncle Bill was my father's only sibling and with his passing that generation of my line is now gone. He was a retiree of Teledyne Continental Motors working in Detroit from 1955 to 1970, in Muskegon, Michigan from 1970-1977 and in Mobile, Alabama from 1977 until his retirement in 1998. He served proudly in the U.S. Coast Guard. His children (my cousins) Laurie, Margo, Curt and Doug, and I, will miss him greatly.
Don't forget to search the obituary web site that Carol Reppard (firstname.lastname@example.org) has told us about: http://www.legacy.com/ns/obitfinder/obituary-search.aspx.