We were driving south to meet our nephew and new grand-niece for dinner when I saw the sign for Sharon. Ohmygosh, gggmother Fanny Brown Childs was from Sharon. Screech, turn, see the Town Clerk's Office, veer right, snap photo of church, reverse to Clerk's Office — time is 4:25 pm
Leave understanding, sleepy spouse in car, and dash through rain to the Clerk's Office. No appointment? No problem. Takes me to room adjacent to her office fitted with floor to ceiling shelves. Year? 1823? Here are the books; we close at 5.
Find marriage of David Childs, Fanny's father, but no birth records. Slightly distracted by entries of recorded ear croppings — square notch, penny size, on ear lobe.
No mention of Fanny, but not unusual for the time. I am thrilled to read the fading brown handwriting from 1796 and handle the old books. It is just exciting to BE here.
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