Just the Two of Us

Did NO one read my last blog about William Bradford? I'll be sad if you didn't. I think it is important to know what price has been paid for God and Country; so, I'll keep posting items, whether you read them or not.

This next one is from my Dad....the apple didn't fall far from Grandma Jane to me, did it?

"Our Saturday’s housecleaning: We each had a task, suited to size and age, and none escaped. For example, Faye was taller, so she dusted “high” and I dusted “low.” And believe me, mother had each item marked as to which it was. Then I had to scrub on hands and knees each Saturday the dining room...Faye the kitchen. And we could not under any circumstances go out and play until our work was done. Mother often reminds me to this date of how Fred Blakemore would press his nose on the front window imploring me to come out and play...and I couldn’t because I hadn’t finished the job. The worst day ever took me to after 4pm ..for some reason I must have assumed mother would have a touch of mercy in her makeup and let me out, but you can take my word for it. I screamed and stamped till after 4, with Fred on the porch every minute, and no mercy given till the task was completed, and to her satisfaction."

and heard some mighty interesting stories.

I'll include some on the blog as I get more details, because I know you want to know.

Here is the first one...it's about William Bradford---Mayflower passenger, Compact signer,2nd Governor of Plymouth Colony and YOUR ancestor as well as Clint Eastwood's et al.

(this is straight off the internet, so it must be true)
William Bradford was born in 1590 in the small farming community of Austerfield, Yorkshire. Orphaned both from parents and grandparents at age seven, he and older sister Alice were raised by their uncle Robert Bradford. William was a sickly boy, and by the age of 12 had taken to reading the Bible, and as he began to come of age he became acquainted with the ministry of Richard Clyfton and John Smith, around which the Separatist churches of the region would eventually form about 1606.

Bradford, at the age of 18, joined with the group of Separatists that fled from England in fear of persecution, arriving in Amsterdam in 1608. A year later he migrated with the rest of the church to the town of Leiden, Holland, where they remained for eleven years. Bradford returned to Amsterdam temporarily in 1613, to marry his 16-year old bride, Dorothy May. In Leiden, Bradford took up the trade of a silk weaver to make ends meet, and also was able to recover some of the estate in England that he had been left by his father, to support himself and his new wife in Leiden. They had a son, John, born about 1615-1617.

By 1620, when a segment of the church had decided to set off for America on the Mayflower, Bradford (now 30 years old) sold off his house in Leiden, and he and his wife Dorothy joined; however, they left young son John behind, presumably so he would not have to endure the hardships of colony-building. While the Mayflower was anchored off Provincetown Harbor at the tip of Cape Cod, and while many of the Pilgrim men were out exploring and looking for a place to settle, Dorothy Bradford accidentally fell overboard, and drowned. (WHAT???? Some rumors abound that she was distraught over leaving her son and so jumped off the ship and committed suicide.)

Bradford was elected second governor of Plymouth Colony and was re-elected nearly every year thereafter. In 1623, he married to the widowed Alice (Carpenter) Southworth, Bradford was the head of the government of Plymouth, oversaw the courts, the colony's finances, corresponded with investors and neighbors, formulated policy with regards to foreigners, Indians, and law, and so had a very active role in the running of the entire Colony. With his second wife, he had three more children, all of which survived to adulthood and married. Beginning in 1630, he started writing a history of the Plymouth Colony, which is now published under the title Of Plymouth Plantation. A number of his letters, poems, conferences, and other writings have survived.
William Bradford was generally sick all winter of 1656-1657; on May 8, Bradford predicted to his friends and family that he would die, and he did the next day, 9 May 1657, at the age of 68.