[Brenda Collins Dillon]

Folks I recieved this update today from a lady also researching these Perry/Patterson/Fishers

##Thomas Perry is my line.

HI Brenda,

Mary Perry, daughter of Thomas Perry, m. William Corn Sr who was the son of Henry Corns. (I’ve seen it Corn, Corns, Cornes). According to Williams History of Washington County…he states they “were the first German family” to arrive in the settlement. How this was known to him, I’m unsure. Catherine Fisher, Henry Corns wife, was the daughter of John Fisher.

##John Fisher is also my line.

I found Henry Corns in the 1790 PA census of Northumberland County…living right near to Thomas Perry. So, I’m thinking these two families had a long time association.

Corns arrived in Wash. County,Ohio before 1808 as he is shown on that year’s tax rolls. Thomas Perry didn’t arrive until after 1820.

## Wasn’t Northumberland County.Pa where many of the southern tribe went when they migerated north. I know according to Wesley White’s research most continued into Canada but I believe some mixed with other tribes and moved westard in Illonis & Ohio. Some I don’t think made it out of the mountains that is West Virginia today.

[sammarroq]

Linda wrote: Wouldn’t it be nice if we could use all the time and energy we use trying to “prove” what we really already know, into doing something constructive about it? Things like resurrecting the culture, the memory, the history, the values, etc. etc. of these ancestors? Isn’t that why they’re teasing us? Because they want us to reverse their “extinction?”

Linda,

I had to bring this one back, well said.:)

[Tom]

I can’t agree more with Linda’s quote, that is what this should beabout.

Thanx for bringing this thread forward Sam.

[beeleaf]

Boy, I wander into the best threads. Thanks for bringing this one back around.

I gave up on genealogy a few years ago, out of pure exhaustion & lack of proof of anything. :~O

Picked it up again recently and wound up here. This week, the names Daniel and Turner have popped up (which happen to be the names of my g-g-grandparents who were married to each other). And I found a cousin (really). So thank you for pondering out loud & asking questions I don’t know the answers to.

I’m not even sure what I’m looking for anymore, but what Linda said rings true. Sometimes I close my eyes, and feel surrounded by “them”. I hope that means I’m getting closer.

[Wachinika]

This thread is a drink of fresh spring water in the wilderness of searching.

When I research my father’s family I run into my mother’s and my husband’s mother’s.

I run into my best friend’s unusual family name in the same church as my first German ancestor in America centuries and miles from where my best friend and I were born in the same hospital and same room 2 days apart.

I sometimes think if we are just still and listen we are taken on the wind.

When my husband and I were first together many years ago on a Memorial Day weekend…he came home from work and said,

“Let’s go to Florida for 5 days. I want to see Disney World.”

We left from north central Indiana. On the way to Orlando we stopped at St. Augustine and camped on the beach under a lean-to made from a camouflage poncho bought hastily at an army-surplus store…then later, under a picnic table, after we accidentally left the poncho on the beach escaping a rapidly incoming tide. We could hear the ocean from our campsite and the little lizards would run around where we slept. I thought it was cool.

We went to Fort Augustine where Indian slaves were shipped out to the islands. I’d never heard of this before. The solemn coldness and graveness of the place stunned me and are with me still. I’m thinking there are chains on the stone walls. He, told he was part Cherokee and me, told I was part Blackfoot…go to Florida to go to Disney World but end up living on the beach much as the couple eating in Whites early drawings and go directly to the slave departure dungeon.

We did make it to Disney World. I hated every minute of it…too many people, too hot, too humid, too much of everything. The memories of the side trips are what endure. We had ended up in St. Augustine totally unplanned. I wonder if these places have significance to my genealogical history and my soul’s journey.

[Mousini78]

You kinda sound like us when we went to Williamsburg. We didn’t do the tourist thing…we went to the church graveyard. And we visited many churches in the area…looking for family names. One of the most dramatic sidetrips was to Rosewell, the Page plantation….lots of vibes there. We feel most at home in the Southern Virginia area….must be where a lot of our folks came from.

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