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#	Person ID	Last Name	First Name	Birth Date	Death Date	Living	note	Tree
2301	I1382
2302	I1371
2303	I1426
2304	I1261	Ware	Frank Edgar	13 Feb 1909	9 Sep 1973	0	[dunbar_tree.FTW] Frank is son of Frank Leslie Ware of Orrington, Maine and Bertha Davies of S. Brewer, Maine - Bertha was b. 26 Mar 1872; her father was from Linelly, Wales and ran away from home, shipping to America as a cabin boy, later becoming a captain of his own ship, dying at its wheel and buried at Brewer. Frank E. Ware's obituary: "Ware, Frank, E. 64 died in Bangor hospital September 9. He was born in South Brewer, Feb 13, 1909, the Son of Frank L. and Bertha (Davis) Ware. He was a member of the Hancock Lodge of Masons, The Trinity Church, Castine, The Castine Grange, Bethlehem Shrine. He was a past Captain of the Coast Guard Auxiliary and has been with the Marine Maritime Auxiliary since 1968. Mr. Ware was a 1926 graduate of Brewer High School and a graduate of Bradford Durfee Textile School. He was employed by the Maine Central Railroad for 19 years. Surviving are his wife Mary E. Ware, two sons, Theodore H of Bangor and Russell L. of Castine; one daughter, Elizabeth Ann Bearor of Portland; a brother Newell E. of Lincoln; one sister, Carolyn Hollowell of Marshall, MA, 10 grandchildren and several nieces and nephews. Funeral Services will be held Wed. 2pm at the Castine Federated Church. Friends may call at the Mitchell Tweedie Funeral Home, Bucksport anytime. In lieu of flowers, friends are asked to donate to his Castine Federated Church."	bratt01
2305	I1305
2306	I1415
2307	I1316
2308	I1272
2309	I1042	Warenne	Ada de		1178	0	[dunbar_tree.FTW] Ada founded the Nunnery of Hoddington. "Ancestral Roots of Certain American Colonists Who Came to America before 1700," Frederick Lewis Weis (7th edition, with additions and corrections by Walter Lee Sheppard, Jr. (Baltimore: Genealogical Publishing Company, 1992), gives the family as shown here.	bratt01
2310	I1178	Warenne	Raoul ("Ralph") de		1050	0	[dunbar_tree.FTW] Raoul was a benefactor of the Abbey of Trinite de Mont in the middle of the 11th century. {-per "Falaise Roll," M.J. Crispin (1938), p.52} Some give another wife, Emma, who is asserted as mother of his son, William.	bratt01
2311	I1117	Warenne	William de		24 Jun 1088	0	[dunbar_tree.FTW] First Earl of Surrey; Companion of William the Conqueror; Lord of Reisgate, Conningsburgh and Bellencombre. Created Earl of Surrey, 1088. Was at Battle of Hastings, 1066. Founded the Cluniac Priory of St. Pancras, Lewes, 1077. Had other grants at Lewes, Castle Acre in Norfolk, etc. {per "The Extinct and Dormant Peerages of the Northern Counties of England," by John William Clay (London: 1913, p. 236).} The Warenne family originated at Varenne, Seine-Inf., two miles south of Arques on the River Varenne, and their seat and castle town became Bellencombre to the north {per "Anglo-Norman Families," Publications of the Harleian Society, 1951 (Vol. 103). An ancestry of William, d. 1088, is given in "Royal Ancestors of Magna Charta Barons," Carr P. Collins, Jr., Dallas, 1959.} His share of the "spoil" in England following the Conquest included 300 manors and Lewes Castle. He was wounded at the siege of Pevensey and may have died as a result. William was Count of Warenne in Normandy and is first mentioned regarding the battle of Mortemer in 1054; he attended the Council of Lillebonne where the decision was made to invade England. He was among the powerful Norman barons who accompanied the Conqueror. In 1067 he was one of the barons entrusted with the government of England in the Conqueror's absence in Normandy. He is buried in the Lewes Chapter House. For a discussion of issues in identifying his ancestry, see "Falaise Roll" (Baltimore: Gen. Pub. Co.), pp. 183-4.	bratt01
2312	I1072	Warenne	William de	1071	11 May 1138	0	[dunbar_tree.FTW] Second Earl of Surrey; at first supported Duke Robert but later supported Henry I and was at the Battle of Tinchebray; made grants to Lewes Priory and is buried in the Lewes Chapter House. He was Governor of Rouen in 1135.	bratt01
2313	I540	Warren	DeLavantia Elizabeth	10 Nov 1835	Bef 1910	0	Marriage listing to Rufus Bridges in 1884 is last record I have found. Rufus Bridges is recorded in Census of 1900 living with DeLavantia's son, Raliegh (Ralph). Marital status is Married. Rufus is recorded in 1910 census as widowed. My guess is, she had passed before 1900. Allied Famines date of death seems unlikely. Ms. Warren would have been 100 years old.	bratt01
2314	I540	Warren	DeLavantia Elizabeth	10 Nov 1835	Bef 1910	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2315	I566	Warren	Emmett Lansing	Cal 1832	18 Mar 1922	0	Washington, Select Death Certificates, 1907-1960 [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc., 2014. FHL File No. 1992888	bratt01
2316	I566	Warren	Emmett Lansing	Cal 1832	18 Mar 1922	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2317	I3105	Warren	James H	Cal 1838		0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2318	I568	Warren	Oscar	Jul 1833	15 Jun 1914	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2319	I3110	Warren	William Orlando	Jun 1840	10 May 1910	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2320	I3111	Warren	Willis	Cal 1804	Bef 1860	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2321	I3102	Weaver	Jane M.	27 Nov 1834	Aft 1880	0	Listed as Jeannie Weaver, Aunt	bratt01
2322	I226	Weaver	Mary Abbie	29 Oct 1820	4 May 1885	0	Listed as Moses Moscrip. Probably in error.	bratt01
2323	I226	Weaver	Mary Abbie	29 Oct 1820	4 May 1885	0	LDS records say born on the 29th	bratt01
2324	I2310
2325	I2307
2326	I2302
2327	I2311
2328	I2309
2329	I2303
2330	I2308
2331	I2246
2332	I2243
2333	I2248
2334	I2251
2335	I2242
2336	I2245
2337	I2247
2338	I2256
2339	I2257
2340	I4585	Weitzel	William Howard	4 Jan 1902	29 Feb 1984	0	Details from Find a Grave Memorial 10355433	bratt01
2341	I2115
2342	I5552	Wellonen	Jacob	31 Oct 1885	25 Dec 1974	0	Industry: Farm Class of worker: Working on own account	bratt01
2343	I5546
2344	I2214
2345	I2212
2346	I2213
2347	I2211
2348	I546	Werts	Sarah Jane	Abt 1856	5 Feb 1939	0	Find A Grave Memorial# 28808224	bratt01
2349	I5044	Westcott	Samuel	28 Aug 1719	24 May 1803	0	https://archive.org/details/historygenealogy01whit	bratt01
2350	I4482	Westerbury	Ida E	Cal 1895		0	Industry, business or establishment: Private Family Employer, salary or wage worker, or working on own account: Wage earner	bratt01

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