I first became acquainted with Zerah when I read Wilford Woodruff's autobiography. He tells of how he was first introduced to the Gospel through two missionaries, one of them being Zerah Pulsipher. Your kids and grandkids have seen the Church's video portrayal of Wilford's conversion but probably never knew it was the story of their own ancestor they were watching as Zerah's name is not mentioned. The video is shown in Seminary during the Doctrine and Covenants year of study.
In Zerah's own history he merely states that "I had the privilege of baptizing Wilford Woodruff on the thirty-first of December 1833 at Richland, New York."
For those of you who have been in New York in December you can imagine how cold it must have been for these two men to go down into the waters of baptism, probably a small creek in the neighborhood. Such great faith and commitment.
To continue Zerah's story: "At length there came one or two elders there (they are still in Onendaga County, New York) with enthusiastic spirits which led the church into diversions which caused me a journey of 325 miles to get counsel to settle the difficulty. I remained in that part preaching in regions around and had the privilege of baptizing many into the kindgom till the spring of 1835, in which I gathered up the remnants of that church and went to Kirtland, Ohio. There I assisted in the building of the Temple. In the winter of 1836 I received my first endowment in that house, with about 300 Elders." And it is here in Kirtland that the Pulsipher family first meets the William Burgess, Sr. family. These two families lives will be intertwined for the rest of their lives.
Both the Pulsipher and Burgess men helped to build not only the Kirtland Temple, but also the Salt Lake Temple, and the St. George Temple.
"I labored to support my family, and in the fall of 1837 I went to Canada on a mission, raised a branch of twenty-nine members. I returned January 29, 1838, to Kirtland. I was ordained to the Council of First Presidency of Seventies. (See Doctrine and Covenants 124:138 How many of you knew that your ancestor is mentioned by name in this great book?) I took a mission south of the Susquehanna and Delaware rivers, preached considerably, and established a branch with some persecution. One day I stopped my carriage at the hitching post before a large house where I saw a number of women looking out the window. They were entire strangers too, as I had never seen them before. One woman met me at the door, called me brother, and said she had seen a vision where she saw a Mormon Elder drive up to the yard. She observed the horse and carriage and person, and as soon as she saw me she knew I was the one. We called a meeting and I preached there that night."
Our family will be sending out the first missionary of Don and Bonnie Higginson's great grandchildren in just a few weeks. Hopefully Zerah's mission experiences can be a strength and an example to all of those in the family who will yet serve the Lord in redeeming His kingdom.
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Monday, July 29, 2013
Zerah's Conversion Story
I will continue Zerah's story with his own words:
"In the fall of 1831 there was a Book of Mormon brought into town. I succeeded in getting it. I directly read it through twice, give it a thorough investigation and believed it was true. (His wife, Mary Ann also read the book and believed it to be true.)
The winter following, Jared Carter came that was from a mission to Vermont or Lake George (Lake George, New York, where the Burgess family was living and heard the gospel at the same time from Elder Simeon Carter, Jared's brother. Quite a coincidence considering the connection that was soon to develop between these two families.) As soon as he came into town, I, with two Methodist Preachers, went to see him. After a reasonable introduction I questioned him upon the principles of the ancient gospel with all its gifts belonging to it. I asked him if he believed it? He answered in the affirmative. I asked him if he had ever laid hands on the sick and they had recoveredd." "Yes," he said, "I have in many instances."
"He preached the following evening to a crowded congregation, held up the Book of Mormon and declared it to be a revelation from God. I could not gain-say anything he had said. He sat down and gave liberty for remarks. The congregation seemed to be in a maze not knowing what to think of what they had heard. I arose and said to the congregation that we had been hearing strange things, and if true they were of the utmost importance to us. If not true, it was one of the greatest impositions. And, as the preacher had said that he had got his knowledge from heaven, and was nothing but a man, and I the same, that I had just as good a right to obtain that blessing as he. Therefore, I was determined to have that knowledge for myself, which I considered it my privilege. From that time I made it a matter of fervent prayer.
I think about the seventh day, as I was thrashing in my barn with doors shut, all at once there seemed to be a ray of light from heaven which caused me to stop work for a short time, but soon began it again. Then in a few minutes another light came over my head which caused me to look up. I thought I saw the angels with the Book of Mormon in their hands in the attitude of showing it to me and saying, "This is the great revelation of the last days, in which all things spoken of by the prophets must be fulfilled." The vision was so open and plain that I began to rejoice exceedingly so that I walked the length of my barn crying, "Glory Hallelujah to God and the Lamb forever."
For some time it seemed a little difficult to keep my mind in a proper state of reasonable order, I was so filled with the joys of heaven. But when my mind became calm I called the church together and informed them of what I had seen. I told them of my determination to join the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, which I did and a large body of my church went with me. I was ordained to the office of an elder and went to preaching with considerable success at home and abroad."
Isn't it wonderful that Zerah had a knowledge and understanding of the Bible so that he understood he had not yet found a church with the fullness of the gospel until he read the Book of Mormon. How impressive that he read the book through, twice within a few days. How many of us can make a similar claim? Zerah also wanted a knowledge of the truthfulness of the Book of Mormon for himself and "made it a matter of fervent prayer." Each of us can gain a sure testimony in exactly the same way. I will say this many times, but I am so very grateful for the heritage of these faithful, committed pioneer ancestors. We owe them so much for the incredible legacy they have given us.
"In the fall of 1831 there was a Book of Mormon brought into town. I succeeded in getting it. I directly read it through twice, give it a thorough investigation and believed it was true. (His wife, Mary Ann also read the book and believed it to be true.)
The winter following, Jared Carter came that was from a mission to Vermont or Lake George (Lake George, New York, where the Burgess family was living and heard the gospel at the same time from Elder Simeon Carter, Jared's brother. Quite a coincidence considering the connection that was soon to develop between these two families.) As soon as he came into town, I, with two Methodist Preachers, went to see him. After a reasonable introduction I questioned him upon the principles of the ancient gospel with all its gifts belonging to it. I asked him if he believed it? He answered in the affirmative. I asked him if he had ever laid hands on the sick and they had recoveredd." "Yes," he said, "I have in many instances."
"He preached the following evening to a crowded congregation, held up the Book of Mormon and declared it to be a revelation from God. I could not gain-say anything he had said. He sat down and gave liberty for remarks. The congregation seemed to be in a maze not knowing what to think of what they had heard. I arose and said to the congregation that we had been hearing strange things, and if true they were of the utmost importance to us. If not true, it was one of the greatest impositions. And, as the preacher had said that he had got his knowledge from heaven, and was nothing but a man, and I the same, that I had just as good a right to obtain that blessing as he. Therefore, I was determined to have that knowledge for myself, which I considered it my privilege. From that time I made it a matter of fervent prayer.
I think about the seventh day, as I was thrashing in my barn with doors shut, all at once there seemed to be a ray of light from heaven which caused me to stop work for a short time, but soon began it again. Then in a few minutes another light came over my head which caused me to look up. I thought I saw the angels with the Book of Mormon in their hands in the attitude of showing it to me and saying, "This is the great revelation of the last days, in which all things spoken of by the prophets must be fulfilled." The vision was so open and plain that I began to rejoice exceedingly so that I walked the length of my barn crying, "Glory Hallelujah to God and the Lamb forever."
For some time it seemed a little difficult to keep my mind in a proper state of reasonable order, I was so filled with the joys of heaven. But when my mind became calm I called the church together and informed them of what I had seen. I told them of my determination to join the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, which I did and a large body of my church went with me. I was ordained to the office of an elder and went to preaching with considerable success at home and abroad."
Isn't it wonderful that Zerah had a knowledge and understanding of the Bible so that he understood he had not yet found a church with the fullness of the gospel until he read the Book of Mormon. How impressive that he read the book through, twice within a few days. How many of us can make a similar claim? Zerah also wanted a knowledge of the truthfulness of the Book of Mormon for himself and "made it a matter of fervent prayer." Each of us can gain a sure testimony in exactly the same way. I will say this many times, but I am so very grateful for the heritage of these faithful, committed pioneer ancestors. We owe them so much for the incredible legacy they have given us.
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Zerah's Path to the Gospel
We are so blessed to have a record of Zerah's life, written by his own hand and passed down from generation to generation. As we consider the events in Zerah's life which eventually led to his conversion to the Gospel of Jesus Christ, I would like to share with you some of those I think are most important.
"My father (John Pulsipher, born 8 July 1749 in Pomfret, Connecticut) was absolute in his family government, kind and affectionate to all his friends. His common practice was to make a feast once a year and invite some of the poorest people there were in the town and he seemed to take pleasure in their company. I lived with him twenty-five years and never knew him to turn a beggar away empty.
When I was but a child I frequently had serious reflections but never prayed. When I was a small boy my father ws taken sick for some time. I was not much concerned till I heard some of the neighbors say that Mr. Pulsipher must die. This put me to thinking that if my father should die, a large family of small children would be left without a head to the open winter, subject to many disasters that were incident to human life. I could not bear the thought. Am inpression immediately came to me that I must go to the barn and there pray for his recovery. I turned and ran as fast as I could. When I got there I was about to bow down when something informed me that if I did should die there and never return, which scared me so that I turned and ran back as fast as my legs would carry me. But my Father in Heaven took the will for the deed and restored my father to health.
Nothing of important nature happened for a number of years till I think I was about fourteen or fifteen years of age. When one evening as I was sitting by the fireside in my father's kitchen alone, a sudden influence overpowered my mind to such an extent that I lost sight of everything on earth for some time. I never knew how long. Suffice it to say that it was necessary that more preparation should be made before I should be willing to pass the vale of death. Though I could not be reconciled to souls left in hell fire to all eternity as I had been taught by the sectarians, still there were some things among the sects that appeared reasonable. I have often heard my father say that the signs of Christ's second coming were often seen and that Christ would come before many years should pass away. And if he did not live to see it, likely his children would.
When I was about twenty-one, I married a very agreeable companion, lived with her about one year when she died, leaving one child which we named Harriet. After the death of my wife I had some anxiety about her state and condition. Consequently in answer to my desires, in a few weeks she came to me in vision and appearing natural, looked pleasant as she ever did. She sat by my side and assisted me in singing a hymn beginning thus, "That glorious day is drawing nigh when Zion's light shall shine." This she did with a seeming composure. This vision took away all the anxiety of my mind concerning her, inasmuch as she seemed to enjoy herself well. This hymn, which she introduced and sang with me, applied to the great work of the last dispensation of the fullness of times. This transpired about the year before Joseph Smith had discovered the first revelation of the work of the last days. My mind became calm as respecting her condition in the spirit world.
In the year 1814 I hired a farm at Bellows Falls on the Connecticut River, and being alone, gave my brother John the privilege to work it with me. In the fall of that season there were the most extraordinary northern lights that I had ever seen. It was the cause of many speculative notions among the people, but my father said it was the signs of the last days and of Christ's second coming. I regarded my father's remarks as specimens of good sense.
I soon wound up my business in that country and went to Pennsyvania, in Susquehanna County, a new country where there was much good timber. I built a mill, cleared a farm and married a wife by the name of Mary Brown (our direct line ancestor) a very agreeable companion by whom I have a large family of kind children. I labored very hard rafting on the Susquehanna River. Many times my life was much exposed, but I stayed in that country about eight years and removed to Onondaga county in the state of New York. I then lost my only son by the fall of a tree which caused much grief to me in that place.
I had many agreeable friends and a good society there. I bought a farm and built a mill. I also built a meeting house for the Baptist Church which I was then associated with.
In the summer of 1831 I heard a minister say that an ancient record, or golden bible, was found in Palmyra, near Manchester, which remark struck me like a shock of electricity. At the same time I thought it might be something that would give light to my mind upon principles that I had been thinking of for years. Many times I had remarked that the pure church with its gifts and graces was not on the earth. If so, I had not found it, but I should be happy enough to find it in my day. I embraced it accordingly."
You can see how the Lord's hand was in Zerah's life many years before he found the true gospel. Many of the experiences he had were a preparation to his receiving the restored gospel.
The next post will address Zerah's conversion to the gospel. If you are wondering what our connection is to the Pulsipher family let me explain. Zerah's two daughters, Mariah and Almira married Burgess brothers, William and Horace. They were sons of William Burgess, Sr.and Violate Stockwell. They joined the church in New York in 1832 and also traveled with the Saints from Kirtland to Salt Lake and beyond. These two families had a very close connection and were always together in their journeys, from Kirtland to Southern Utah. There will be many upcoming posts detailing the Burgess family and their incredible heritage to each of us.
"My father (John Pulsipher, born 8 July 1749 in Pomfret, Connecticut) was absolute in his family government, kind and affectionate to all his friends. His common practice was to make a feast once a year and invite some of the poorest people there were in the town and he seemed to take pleasure in their company. I lived with him twenty-five years and never knew him to turn a beggar away empty.
When I was but a child I frequently had serious reflections but never prayed. When I was a small boy my father ws taken sick for some time. I was not much concerned till I heard some of the neighbors say that Mr. Pulsipher must die. This put me to thinking that if my father should die, a large family of small children would be left without a head to the open winter, subject to many disasters that were incident to human life. I could not bear the thought. Am inpression immediately came to me that I must go to the barn and there pray for his recovery. I turned and ran as fast as I could. When I got there I was about to bow down when something informed me that if I did should die there and never return, which scared me so that I turned and ran back as fast as my legs would carry me. But my Father in Heaven took the will for the deed and restored my father to health.
Nothing of important nature happened for a number of years till I think I was about fourteen or fifteen years of age. When one evening as I was sitting by the fireside in my father's kitchen alone, a sudden influence overpowered my mind to such an extent that I lost sight of everything on earth for some time. I never knew how long. Suffice it to say that it was necessary that more preparation should be made before I should be willing to pass the vale of death. Though I could not be reconciled to souls left in hell fire to all eternity as I had been taught by the sectarians, still there were some things among the sects that appeared reasonable. I have often heard my father say that the signs of Christ's second coming were often seen and that Christ would come before many years should pass away. And if he did not live to see it, likely his children would.
When I was about twenty-one, I married a very agreeable companion, lived with her about one year when she died, leaving one child which we named Harriet. After the death of my wife I had some anxiety about her state and condition. Consequently in answer to my desires, in a few weeks she came to me in vision and appearing natural, looked pleasant as she ever did. She sat by my side and assisted me in singing a hymn beginning thus, "That glorious day is drawing nigh when Zion's light shall shine." This she did with a seeming composure. This vision took away all the anxiety of my mind concerning her, inasmuch as she seemed to enjoy herself well. This hymn, which she introduced and sang with me, applied to the great work of the last dispensation of the fullness of times. This transpired about the year before Joseph Smith had discovered the first revelation of the work of the last days. My mind became calm as respecting her condition in the spirit world.
In the year 1814 I hired a farm at Bellows Falls on the Connecticut River, and being alone, gave my brother John the privilege to work it with me. In the fall of that season there were the most extraordinary northern lights that I had ever seen. It was the cause of many speculative notions among the people, but my father said it was the signs of the last days and of Christ's second coming. I regarded my father's remarks as specimens of good sense.
I soon wound up my business in that country and went to Pennsyvania, in Susquehanna County, a new country where there was much good timber. I built a mill, cleared a farm and married a wife by the name of Mary Brown (our direct line ancestor) a very agreeable companion by whom I have a large family of kind children. I labored very hard rafting on the Susquehanna River. Many times my life was much exposed, but I stayed in that country about eight years and removed to Onondaga county in the state of New York. I then lost my only son by the fall of a tree which caused much grief to me in that place.
I had many agreeable friends and a good society there. I bought a farm and built a mill. I also built a meeting house for the Baptist Church which I was then associated with.
In the summer of 1831 I heard a minister say that an ancient record, or golden bible, was found in Palmyra, near Manchester, which remark struck me like a shock of electricity. At the same time I thought it might be something that would give light to my mind upon principles that I had been thinking of for years. Many times I had remarked that the pure church with its gifts and graces was not on the earth. If so, I had not found it, but I should be happy enough to find it in my day. I embraced it accordingly."
You can see how the Lord's hand was in Zerah's life many years before he found the true gospel. Many of the experiences he had were a preparation to his receiving the restored gospel.
The next post will address Zerah's conversion to the gospel. If you are wondering what our connection is to the Pulsipher family let me explain. Zerah's two daughters, Mariah and Almira married Burgess brothers, William and Horace. They were sons of William Burgess, Sr.and Violate Stockwell. They joined the church in New York in 1832 and also traveled with the Saints from Kirtland to Salt Lake and beyond. These two families had a very close connection and were always together in their journeys, from Kirtland to Southern Utah. There will be many upcoming posts detailing the Burgess family and their incredible heritage to each of us.
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
The Pulsipher Connection
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| Zerah and Mary Ann (Brown) Pulsipher Zerah, also often spelled as Zera, Pulsipher is my fourth great grandfather. Just to help you out with understanding how we all fit in this family, Zerah is the great grandfather of my great grandfather, James William Burgess, husband to Dina Elizabeth Crow. Zerah was first married to Mary Polly Randall. They had one daughter, Harriet but Mary died soon after. Zera married second Mary Ann Brown and together they had at least twelve known children. It was with Mary Ann that Zera joined the LDS Church in 1832 and then eventually arrived in the great Salt Lake Valley after moving with the saints through all their persecutions in Kirtland, Jackson County, Nauvoo, and Winter Quarters. Much has been written about this good man and we also have copies of his personal family history. I will share much of this information and some amazing stories in the next few posts. For today, I would like to establish the lineage of the Pulsipher family here in America. Benedict Pulsephar (original spelling of Pulsipher) was the first of our line arriving here in America around 1655. In the history of Newton, Massachusetts, it is recorded that Benedict Pulsephar bought land in Ipswich, Massachusetts in 1655. We do not know for sure which country Benedict emigrated from but most family historians agree it was probably Ireland, perhaps with some of his ancestors coming from Italy. According to The Early Pulsipher Family History, researched and arranged by Adah Mackleprang Wood, "It has been claimed by some that Benedict changed his name when he reached America from Pulford, a well-known English family name , to Pulsepahr according to his spelling, in order to escape the emissaries of Charles II, whom it was thought Benedict feared, as Benedict was a Puritan in England and was perhaps connected with Cromwell's army that was responsible for the beheading of Charles I." This is more speculation as to where Benedict originally came from. We have no known records to verify any theory. Benedict was married twice but we know only the name of his second wife, Susanna A. Waters. Their son, David married Susanna. Their son David married Elizabeth Stowell. Their son John married Elizabeth Dutton. Zera is a son of the union between John and Elizabeth. Both John Pulsipher and his father, David fought in the battle of Bunker Hill during the Revolutionary war. Grandfather David died due to either injuries sustained during the war or from illness contracted at the time. He never returned home to his family. So we see that Zerah is the fourth generation of Pulsiphers born here in America. From Massachusetts, Benedict's son, David went to Boston and it was there that his six children were born. His son, David went to Pomfret, Windham County, Connecticut. His son, John eventually moved to Rockingham, Windham County, Vermont. It was here that Zerah was born the 24 of June 1789. Zerah's grandfather, David came to Rockingham County in 1766. He built the first log cabin "Inn" in the town, located on the site of the dwelling now standing west of the old church. Town meetings were held in his home, also church meetings previous to the building of the first meeting or "town" house. When the first church was organized in October, 1773, David and Elizabeth Pulsipher were among the first nineteen members and later David joined with others in presenting the town with the land which, for a century and a third, has been occupied by the old meeting house and the burying ground adjoining. After the first church, organized in 1773, was discontinued in 1839, the Record Book as well as the Communion Service, the table cloth and one napkin were preserved by members of the Pulsipher family to whom much credit is given for their faithful care. Zerah's mother, Elizabeth Dutton Pulsipher was the daughter of Thomas Dutton and his first wife, Mary Hill. She was a descendant of the Thomas Dutton and his wife, Susanna, who settled in Reading, Massachusetts, and were the fourth great-grandparents of our "Beloved Prophet Joseph Smith." This same Dutton family are said to be the family of Duttons who came to Chester, England, in 1066 with William The Conqueror. |
Friday, July 19, 2013
The Beginning
This will be the very first post of hopefully many more to come. After collecting information on our family lines for the past thirty-plus years and not knowing how to best share with each of you the thousands of pages of charts, maps, pictures, journal entries and personal histories I have, I decided to try and blog the information to you. Sort of like eating an elephant, one bite at a time, I will attempt to disperse all the info I have, one day at a time.
We have an incredible heritage of faith and sacrifice and I truly believe that unless we know where we came from we will never truly understand who we are. So to that end I hope to share with you the stories of those who have gone before, who they were, what they did, and what was of utmost importance to them.
This is probably the most bland blog you have ever seen but don't despair, I will add and update as I go. This is a learning process for me. Hopefully some of my kids will come and help me out here. So, please be patient. It will get better.
WHO ARE WE?
Many Americans today are first, second, and third generation to this country. On several of our lines we can claim to have been here since the late 1600's. We have ancestors who fought in the revolution between the British and the colonists which means if any of you are interested in joining the Daughters (or Sons) of the American Revolution, you have the pedigree to do so. The same goes for the Daughters (or Sons) of Utah Pioneers. A framed portrait of our common ancestor, Robert Crow and his wife, Elizabeth (Betsey) Brown Crow hangs in the DUP museum in downtown Salt Lake City.
Robert Crow and his family were the very first pioneers to enter the Salt Lake Valley on July 22nd, 1847. They were sent into the valley before the vanguard company arrived on July 24th, 1847. They were directed to plant potatoes which they did. According to Robert's journal they planted a five acre plot of potoatoes and then diverted water from what we now call City Creek in order to water that plot. Several days later, Robert's grandson, Milton Howard Thirlkill, age 3, drowned in that same creek, making his death the first in the valley. He died August 11, 1847.
The Crow women are reported to be the first white women to enter the valley. There were only three women who accompanied Brigham Young in that first group of pioneers to come to Salt Lake City. They were there to cook and do laundry. However, the Crow women were not a part of that original group. How then were they the first women in the valley? According to numerous LDS Church historical records, the Crow family joined with Brigham and the other pioneers at Fort Laramie after wintering in Pueblo, Colorado. They are always referred to as the Mississippi Saints who joined Brigham's vanguard company and yet the Crow's were not from Mississippi. They were traveling with Betsy Brown Crow's cousin, James Brown who had come from Mississippi. Robert and his family joined James in Missouri, where they had been living.
I will include more historical resources about this group, the Mississippi Saints, in upcoming posts.
Other ancestors include: Zera and Mary (Brown) Pulsipher, William and Violate (Stockwell) Burgess, James Harvey and Mariah (Holden) Heath, and our Native American ancestor, Gratawa, from the Ponca Indian nation.
We have an incredible heritage of faith and sacrifice and I truly believe that unless we know where we came from we will never truly understand who we are. So to that end I hope to share with you the stories of those who have gone before, who they were, what they did, and what was of utmost importance to them.
This is probably the most bland blog you have ever seen but don't despair, I will add and update as I go. This is a learning process for me. Hopefully some of my kids will come and help me out here. So, please be patient. It will get better.
WHO ARE WE?
Many Americans today are first, second, and third generation to this country. On several of our lines we can claim to have been here since the late 1600's. We have ancestors who fought in the revolution between the British and the colonists which means if any of you are interested in joining the Daughters (or Sons) of the American Revolution, you have the pedigree to do so. The same goes for the Daughters (or Sons) of Utah Pioneers. A framed portrait of our common ancestor, Robert Crow and his wife, Elizabeth (Betsey) Brown Crow hangs in the DUP museum in downtown Salt Lake City.
Robert Crow and his family were the very first pioneers to enter the Salt Lake Valley on July 22nd, 1847. They were sent into the valley before the vanguard company arrived on July 24th, 1847. They were directed to plant potatoes which they did. According to Robert's journal they planted a five acre plot of potoatoes and then diverted water from what we now call City Creek in order to water that plot. Several days later, Robert's grandson, Milton Howard Thirlkill, age 3, drowned in that same creek, making his death the first in the valley. He died August 11, 1847.
The Crow women are reported to be the first white women to enter the valley. There were only three women who accompanied Brigham Young in that first group of pioneers to come to Salt Lake City. They were there to cook and do laundry. However, the Crow women were not a part of that original group. How then were they the first women in the valley? According to numerous LDS Church historical records, the Crow family joined with Brigham and the other pioneers at Fort Laramie after wintering in Pueblo, Colorado. They are always referred to as the Mississippi Saints who joined Brigham's vanguard company and yet the Crow's were not from Mississippi. They were traveling with Betsy Brown Crow's cousin, James Brown who had come from Mississippi. Robert and his family joined James in Missouri, where they had been living.
I will include more historical resources about this group, the Mississippi Saints, in upcoming posts.
Other ancestors include: Zera and Mary (Brown) Pulsipher, William and Violate (Stockwell) Burgess, James Harvey and Mariah (Holden) Heath, and our Native American ancestor, Gratawa, from the Ponca Indian nation.
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