The Sherwood Family



            Betty Chimicles's mother, Florence Sherwood, married Malcolm Nye McLellan and united the Sherwood and McLellan families.  Florence wrote that she was a descendent of Thomas Sherwood who came to America in 1740 on the boat "Frances and Mary".  The boat landed in Massachusetts with Thomas, his wife and four children. 


            Florence also wrote that her "family came of Dutch and Huguenot extraction on Munson side — settled in New Haven I believe and lived in New York for years.  Sherwood's side English and Irish." 


            The following is a family tree of the Sherwood family:


X.  Thomas Sherwood (came to America in 1740)

1.  Silas Francis Sherwood (1824-1889) - married Mary Maria Curran

2.  Sassacus Clinton Sherwood (1852-1926) - married Henrietta Munson

3.  Mary Florence Sherwood (1877-1957) - married Malcolm McLellan

4.  Elizabeth McLellan (1907-1987) - married George Chimicles


            Another overview of the Sherwood family tree shows all of the descendants as of the time Betty wrote her family tree.  Betty's family tree only went up to mom's generation.  Generations 6 and 7 probably exist now for several branches.


* 1. Silas Francis Sherwood - married Mary Curran


            2. Martha - married John King

                        3. Jessie King - never married

                        3. William (Willie) King - married

                        3. Albert King


            2. Lucetta - married Herbert Vermiligea?

                        3. Sadie Vermiligea - married Frank Kernan

                                    4. Edith Kernan- married Audrey Booth

                                                5. Audrey Booth


   * 2. Sassacus (1852-1926) - married Henrietta Munson

                     * 3. Florence (1877-1957) - married Malcolm McLellan

                           * 4. Elizabeth McLellan (1907-1987) - married George Chimicles



                        3. Viola Sherwood - married Henry Clinton Hurt

                                    4. Marjorie Hurt - married Edwin Ricker

                                                5. Nancy Ricker

                                                5. Barbara Ricker

                                                5. Mary Jane Ricker

                                    4. Ruth Sherwood- married Arnold Thompson (died in WWII)

                                                5. Jimmy Thompson - younger than


                        3. Henrietta Sherwood - married Lawrence Tilson (no children)


                        3. Lucetta Sherwood - married George Barnes

                                    4. Sherwood Barnes - married

                                                5. Jeffrey

                                    4. Virginia Barnes - married Jos. Dempsey

                                    4. John Barnes - married

                                                5. child1

                                                5. child2

                                                5. child3

                                                5. child4



1.  Silas Francis Sherwood


Silas Francis Sherwood was a descendant of Thomas Sherwood.  He was born on October 17, 1824, and died December 19, 1889.  Silas married Mary Maria Curran on September 20, 1847, and she was born on November 1, 1832(?) and died in 1910.  Mary was the daughter of Philip Curran.   All of their children were born in New York City.  Betty wrote that Mary might have had a brother named Philip who was a carriage maker in Stanford, Connecticut.


            Silas and Mary had three children named:


            Lucetta Sherwood (Dec 29, 1848 - )

         * Sassacus Clinton Sherwood (July 11, 1852 – April or Nov 16, 1926) - married Henrietta Munson

            Martha Sherwood (Feb 24, 1860 - )


In a letter by Aunt Viola (Florence’s sister) she answers some questions that Betty Chimicles had about Mary Curran.  Betty was living at 215 West 98th Street in New York City.   Viola appears to be correct that her grandma was married at the age of 14 but it may be that her grandfather was 8 years older and not 20 years older than Mary as she states:


Dear Betty,


The answer to your question about the Curran family, some of them did migrate from Ireland and there were some who were from England.  Grandma Sherwood told me that she was the only girl in her family, the rest were boys and there were nine of them.  Some were killed in the War of 1812 and others she lost track of as she was the youngest.  There is one branch of her family living in either Bridgeport or Stanford.  Sadie knows all about them and if you want me to, I will write and ask her to tell me all she knows about them.  Grandma told me she lived with one of her brothers, but his wife didn’t care for the responsibility and married Grandma at the age of 14 to Grandpa who was twenty years older.  


            In the House of Commons in England there is a Lord Curran and I wonder whether there was any connection.  I haven’t heard any more from those lawyers so decided they haven’t located all the people they wanted.  They said I would hear from them again.  Would you like to go down and question them and see how much they have found out?  It looks as though we come from a lost race.  Wish I could help you more. 


            With love and hoping to see you soon as ever,


Aunt Viola



            It is shown on a family tree that Betty made that Martha married John King and had children named William, Jessie and Albert.  Jessie never married. 


            Lucetta married Herbert Vermiligea(?) and had a child named Sadie or Sodie.  Sadie married Frank Kernan and had a child named Edith.  Edith married Audrey Booth and also had a child named Audrey.



2.  Sassacus Clinton Sherwood


            Betty Chimicles' grandfather, Sassacus Clinton Sherwood, was born on July 11, 1852, and died in April of 1926 at the age of 74.  His daughter and Betty's mother, Florence, wrote that Sassacus is buried in Woodlawn Cemetery, East Part 6338, Lake View Plot. 


            I saw a note at mom's house probably in 1991 that has not yet been photocopied.  The note stated that the name Sassacus was an Indian name and may have been the name of a powerful Indian Chief.   Mom says that she heard that Sassacus's mother, Mary, was sitting near the Hudson River, perhaps when she was pregnant with Sassacus, and saw the boat called the "Sassacus" pass her.  She liked the name and decided to name her son that.


            Sassacus married Henrietta Munson on June 29, 1876, when he was 23 and she was 19.  They had four daughters named Florence, Lucetta, Henrietta and Viola. 


            Sassacus owned his own granite company called "S. Clinton Sherwood Co."  His company supplied pink and gray granite to buildings and monuments.  In a June 4, 1900 or 1910 company memo logo, it stated that "monuments and mausoleums our specialty".  The company was originally at 542 Fifth Avenue (corner of 15th(?) street) but later moved to the St. James Building at 1133 Broadway.  The company was a successor to Casey & Sherwood Westerly Granite Company.  Mom thinks that Sassacus may have also gone bankrupt like the McLellans during the Great Depression. 


            Betty wrote on March 3, 1987, that Sassacus was manager of an estate of a friend named Mr. Dexter.  A nephew of Mr. Dexter later contested that agreement.  She wrote:


            Mr. Dexter liked my grandfather, S.C. Sherwood, so much, he appointed Grandpa manager of his estate.  He was worth a million, a lot years ago.  He had a son who was murdered in Lake Placid.  He had a daughter who was harmlessly insane.  I remember the chauffeur would come every morning to take Grandpa to the Dexter office and I went along when I went to secretarial school.  Miss Dexter and her nurse had a daily ride too.  The nurse always held her hands because she wanted to pat me. 


            Mr. Dexter made a will leaving his fortune to Grandpa, but a nephew, who never paid any attention to Mr. D., fought the will.  His lawyer found one word (??) to break the will.  Judge said clear intent was Grandpa but he refused to fight for it, so nephew got all the money!!




            In a letter that Sassacus wrote, he talks about this incident.  He stated that he always wanted two other people appointed as executors (one may have been the nephew?).  He said that he would talk to Mr. Dexter as soon as his doctor thought he was strong enough to consider business matters. 


            Florence wrote the following about Sassacus and his membership in the Masonic Home: 


A?? Chapter Mariners Lodge — New York City.  He was master Palestine Commander[?].  The Masonic orders my father belonged to.  F.McL.   Keep this — if you had no home you might get into Masonic Home through my father Sassacus Clinton Sherwood. 


            Sassacus and Henrietta Sherwood had four children who were named:


         * Florence Sherwood (June 10, 1877 - June 8, 1957) - married Malcolm McLellan

            Lucetta Sherwood

            Henrietta Sherwood

            Viola Sherwood



            The following letter was written to Florence McLellan by her father, Sassacus Sherwood: 


419 West 114 Street


                                                                                    New York July 26, 1923


Dear Florie:


Have had a hard time with friend asthma for more than week, had to take inoculation 10 o’clock last night, it is great for spasms but it takes 24 or more hours to get back to feeling normal, it gave me good night sleep (only up once at 3 o'clock a.m.) for less than ½ hour, then back to bed sleeping until 7:30 this morning, I hope to be feeling stronger and better tomorrow, I think for an old fellow I do very well, or am I conceited?


Nice for you to want us at Champlain and I would love to go and share expenses with you for a month or more, to be with you and children but I guess we will have to cut it out, Tell Bryce I love that beautiful handkerchief he selected, that it is now in outside pocket of my coat showing all of it I can, so glad he had even brief experience with ocean and sand, I always did believe the place for you and children was around the sand and water towns as you lie inland 8 months a year.  I wish Nettie could go to some nice place where she could not hear or see me for a month and that I could go to some quiet place.  She is out tonight to the movies with Blanchard they have gone to the “Capitol” to see “3 wise fools”. — I received the paper from Mr. Hugh McLellan about their selling “Lincoln Collection”  please tell him I think it was a grand thing for them to do to sell it just that way, a chance like that does not often come along to keep intact such a large collection, as it is now placed it is a perpetual and splendid memorial to their father, my eye tells me I must stop.  I hope you will have a good summer and that the children will stop having all kinds of diseases.


            I hope you will let us hear from you as often as possible, with love to all






Another letter written by Sassacus states:


421 West 114 Street


                                                                        New York         August 28, 1923


Dear Florie:


            I have put off from day to day writing to you on account of my condition, I try to go down town every morning when I get home about 1:30.  I seem to be unable to do any thing for balance of day except to sleep, the asthma trouble hangs on but I find the spasms are not so severe.  We have had a wonderful summer here, cool and comfortable.  A very few hot days and nights, I do not recall any bad thunder storms.  I think you home at Plainfield as pleasant as any place you could go to.


Lucetta is having a hard time, she is discouraged, the one thing she should do, she keeps putting off and I fear she will continue to do until debt will take every dollar she has in the world.  I have said all I can in the matter, she will continued give that “sot”[?] another chance until it is too late to salvage a dollar from the wreck.  She talked with us today over telephone, she seems to be more said and discouraged than usual, she said today she would like to go out to your house for a week she of course [  ??  ] that would be impossible while you are away — I have just finished a 15 minutes talk with Lucetta, the same old story.  I am very glad to know you and children are well and hope Betty will not have any more sickness.


When do you expect to return to Plainfield?  What about the horse who takes care of him? 


Viola and family coming over to dinner tomorrow there are having fine time with their car.  Harry does not want to drive it over until he has had more experience with it.  Hope all will gain in health, strength and weight with love






3.  Mary Florence (Sherwood) McLellan


            Mary Florence Sherwood was born on June 10, 1877, in New York City at 3?? East 20th Street [Florence didn't know the exact address].  She would later be called "Florence".  She died at the age of 79 on June 8, 1957, which was only two days before her 80th birthday.  She died in Plainfield, New Jersey. 


            Florence's mother, Henrietta Munson, died on October 18, 1892, at the age of 36 after having a tonsil operation that may not have been done properly.  Florence was 15 at the time of her mother's death. 


            Since Florence was the oldest of four children in her family, she had to quit school and take care of her father and younger sisters.  She had to become a very capable person at a young age.  At this time, she had only an eighth grade education. 


            Florence liked to read and was a nice looking person who kept herself well groomed.  She was also quite tall and was even taller than Malcolm.  She was well liked by a lot of people, especially when she was helping Betty during the Second World War.


            Florence and Malcolm McLellan were friends when they were young and knew each other in Sunday school.  They were always together and got along very well.  One day, a friend said, "you know, you two should get married".  Malcolm said that was a good idea.  They were married on November 18, 1905, when they were both 28 years old.


            Betty wrote the following about Florence and Malcolm's wedding:


When mother and dad (M.F.S. and M.N.McL.) got to the church, the famous organist was practicing.  When he later realized it was a wedding, he played the wedding march.  Cleaning women were mopping the floors.  Bonne Mama, my grandmother (E. McL.) [Elizabeth Matilda Nye] fell into a pail of water.  When they went to the minister's study, he said "What is this, a wedding or a funeral!"  He went to an insane asylum a few months later.  Aunt Viola (mother's sister) and Uncle (Fred) (Aunt Daisy's husband) signed as witnesses.  Net refused to go to the wedding.  She was dad's "girlfriend" before mother and I always suspected she was in love with him.      over   [mom never photocopied the other side of Betty's paper].


Florence and Malcolm had two children named:


         * Elizabeth "Betty" McLellan (Jan 7, 1907 - Nov 8, 1987) -  married George Chimicles

            Bryce McLellan (Oct 25, 1918 - Feb 11, 1935) - died young



            Florence McLellan wrote the following letter to her mother-in-law Lizzie McLellan.  The letter was written after 1907 and around the time Charles and Lizzie McLellan moved to the Pliny Moore house in Champlain.


Dear Mrs. McLellan


            Betty and I are looking forward to a visit to Champlain before the winter is over.  We want to see you all and the new house which I hear is getting more wonderful each day — and we want a real sleigh ride.  We have never had one, they cost money down here!  We are enjoying the first real snow of the winter,  Malcolm & Betty and I have been working over a snow toboggin slide this afternoon.  —


            By the way, would you mind looking in that wonderful recipe book of yours and ask Mr. McLellan to copy the “Indian Pudding “ recipe you gave us one time — I have lost mine.  We are living a very quite sort of life — to bed early & up early.  I spend most of my time trotting back & forth to school! darning[?] & sewing!  Nothing very thrilling about that.   I rarely get to New York. — I am crazy to start gardening again.  Wish you could have seen my flowers last year.  We put in a lot of [  ??  ] tulip bulbs fall, & I planted sworndrops[?] in the grass.  I would like to buy a lot of flowering shrubs, I think they are so satisfactory and you don’t have to weed them!  I want a grape arbor, because I have learned to make grape jelly — and I think we ought to have an apple tree.  That is merely the list of things I want but whether we get them or not is another story.   [  ??  ] the world is so full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings!  Malcolm is going to make another trip to Champlain soon — with love to you all — Kindest regards to Miss Elliott.


                                                                        Yours Sincerely




Sunday afternoon



Sassacus wrote the following letter to Florence.  It appeared that Malcolm wanted to get out of his brokerage business and move to Champlain:


310 WEST 97th STREET


                                                                        Sunday, Jan 17, 1915


Dear Florie:


            I have received your letter and indeed glad to hear from you direct.  I wish I could write you an interesting letter in reply, but chat is impossible, as the peculiar trouble with my eyes makes writing a serious matter for me.


            I judge you like Champlain very much and that it agrees with you, or I am sure you would not want Malcolm to give up his business here and locate and go into some business up there.  I of course, do not know the place and in no position to say if your decision is a good one, or for best interest for your future &c.


            This “Wartimes” seems to hit the McLellan family so hard that I would suggest a sober second thought in relation to Malcolm giving up his business in which he has had experience and special training, to go into a business of any kind, as a Wall Street man is not usually an all around business man.  If the idea is for him to become a gentleman farmer he should have an assured income.  Of course, I cannot go into details on this subject as Malcolm does not discuss it with me.  I consider it, however, a very serious matter, I dislike a drone and think it is almost a curse to kill ambition in a man for purely selfish reasons.  We enjoy Malcolm’s visit here very much indeed he seems to feel and act more encouraged over prospects, I think however it would be awfully nice if he received a few letters from Champlain that would cheer him along in this fight.  I have had considerable experience in the ups and downs of a business life and can see how absurd it would be for Malcolm to attempt to get his money out of his business at short notice.  If he should walk out and leave the matter to be adjusted and should lose all, or even the greater part of it no doubt the family would consider it their duty to remind him all during remainder of his life that he had lost a considerable portion of their wealth. 


            I hope you are improving in health and will not worry over money matters.  I am sure it will all come right in a little while.  I think you said some time that you expected ....we will be glad indeed to see you.  Malcolm & I bought cotton last night had man send it Parcel Post, can I do anything for you?


            I have been over one hour writing this — Nettie & Lucetta recovering slowly from a cold, me too.  Viola telephones she & new baby doing nicely — Glad to know Betty enjoys skates.  My kind regards to Mr. McLellan, my love to you and & Betty.  We enjoy our Victrola very much.  Malcolm is Music Master and we keep him busy.






I am told the better way is to write a letter get everything “off your chest” in it then put it on mantle over night and destroy it next morning, but I guess I’ll mail this now.



            Around March 1915, Florence may have been severely stressed with life.  Her father, Sassacus, wrote her about this:


310 WEST 97th STREET


                                                                                                March 11/15.


Dear Florie:


            I am very anxious about your condition of health &c, more so as Malcolm does not hear from you.  If you cannot write — I am sure you can get some one to do so for you.  I told Dr. Graner today you wrote your pulse was 120 — he said that did not mean any danger, that yours was a case of “neurasthenia” or nerves and you should fight against it and have more cheerful surroundings &c he said.  You should have stayed down here until April or May  — Pack up and come down again.  If you will pardon the language why be the goat?  I do not like to mix in family matters but your health is somewhat my concern and I must tell you it is a strain on me thinking of you almost alone, so far away.  Malcolm is awfully worried over it and showed it plainly in talking about you.  His business is now at a very interesting stage.  He should have encouragment and not worry.  I firmly believe they will pull out much to the good but all hands should help.  I have suggested that he make a trip to Champlain this week if he does do come down with him for a few more weeks.  You did not get the things you wanted.  Come down and get them.  I will gladly help out. 


            I am sure Mr. McL. will be all right for a few weeks —  Dr. Phillips, Malcolm & Nettie have gone to “Movie” at 81St.  My eyes are very painful I must give movies up entirely.  Sorry cannot write more  — with love and sincere hope will see you very soon


                                                            affcty — Papa


Love to Betty – wish we had room here so I could invite Mr. McL down.  Kindest regards to him. 



            In 1922, Florence was struck by a car.  Mom believes that Florence was pregnant at the time and lost the baby.  This may have been when Betty lived with Florence for a winter or two in Champlain as a child.  A Western Union Telegram for Hugh dated November, 1922, at 8:59 p.m. states:


Florence in accident.  Condition not serious.  Was struck by automobile and is in the hospital. 





            Around 1929, Florence worked in a hospital and was a manager at the Catherine Webster Home for old ladies.   When she left to take care of Miss Jessie Munger, an old lady who lived in Plainfield, her sister, Aunt Net, became manager of the home.  Miss Munger was what was called a spinster.  That is a person who never married.  She was very rich and liked to help young girls through school.  [We have pictures of a bird bath in Miss Munger's garden]. 


            Florence wrote a note on a small envelope given to her by the staff of the Muhlenberg Hospital.  The staff wrote “A nice token of appreciation and friendship – We’ll miss you.  The Staff, Muhlenberg Hospital.”  The staff gave Florence a traveling clock. 


When I lost my home (49 years old) I had to take a position — I was on the Woman’s Auxillery Board of the Hospital — they needed a “House Mother” in nurses home.  I took that position for 2 ½ yrs.  — my children lived with Aunt Nettie, my sister.  How I missed them.


            Florence wrote a letter to Malcolm probably in the 1930s.  It stresses her desire to move to Champlain to live with Malcolm and the family.  However, the prospect of getting a good paying job in the 1930s in Champlain was small.  Florence may have felt trapped in her job in the nursing home.  The letter was written on Florence’s own stationary:







Dear Malcolm,


            I wrote Hugh about my plan of giving up here, but when he sent me a letter about signing deed, he never mentioned my coming to Champ. — I wrote Woodie about same thing, and said if I didn’t make a stab at home life I’d never have it and asked him what he thought of my going to Champ.  No word from him!  If they don’t want me why don’t they say so, and Why.  As things are, I feel if I went there, that I was butting in.  I asked Hugh if there was any chance of your ever making $25 per week, we could squeek along on that in C[hamplain] — by ourselves — you would honestly think I was no part of the family at all – after my best years have gone by, to be chucked out seems mighty unfair. — Is Hugh in a very tight place financially?  I don’t want to stay here after June 15 — I am completely out of sympathy with the place — and one can’t do good work that way — I’d rather live with the family & take a job at Walter Doolittles! — 48 years of domesticity have unfitted me for institutional life.  — How is Bryce?  Do shampoo his hair, rub it good, do it just before supper some eve — & it will be dry before bed time.  What’s Dot’s Paris address? 


            Much love,




            Another letter was written to Malcolm in Champlain by Florence who was still living in Plainfield.   The postmark on the envelope stated ‘Plainfield, N.J. Sep 30 9—AM  1946’.  Florence talked about trying to gain residence in Clinton County so she could later live in a nursing home in Plattsburgh.


Monday A.M.


Dear Malcolm,


            Its 8:20 a.m. I have finished my breakfast & made out the menus — Miss Munger has gone to the hospital to see a maid who is to be operated upon this a.m.  She has been with J.M. 30 years.


            When I told you I couldn’t understand Hugh’s not writing to me, it was because in May I wrote him and told him I had saved $5000 and realized I would be 70 yrs old in another year — That I was tired and wondered whether he could consider taking me in for $5.00 per week for 3 years long enough to establish a residence in Clinton Co — so that I could enter old Ladies Home in Plattsburg — (require 3 years residence in county).   I told him I “didn’t mind’ how dirty cottage was if I could keep my own corner clean” — I asked him not to say any thing about it to any one until we had decided about it. — As I did not know exactly what cost would be to get in home I could not offer to give him more until I did — but that I would give him more money if I had anything left, — after arrangements were made. —


            I asked for an answer when he could write that was 3 months ago, and not a word have I heard from him. – I am really tired. –


            I wouldn’t mind tackling such things in my own home — I told B. I would get room in Hotel.  She called yesterday & said she wouldn’t have it — Then the operator cut her off because she didn’t put in another nickel — she has no phone — try & arrange things that way.


            I am glad you had that nice trip — I do think Hugh could have written me something, even if it was to say it wasn’t possible.  Champlain seems so peaceful.







            A note was found written by Florence.  She may have been interested in astrology since she wrote “Libra, Cancer, Aries and Capricorn” down on a piece of paper.  She also outlined major events of her life under the heading of Uranus.  This is a good summary of her life.  It had to have been written after 1935.   Note that a telegram shows Florence to have been in a car accident in 1922 and not 1921. 




1900-1907 — Best years of my life — I married & left my girlhood home.


1893 — My life so different as my mother died 2 months before the year began.


Every 7 years Uranus goes from one house to another


1935 — Uranus entered Tarus, my 8” house (of death).  Bryce died.


1928 — Aries, following year I tool position in old ladies home. 


1921 — motor accident — lost home.


1914 — Aquarius.  World war, I had to go to Champlain to live for a while.


1907 — Capricorn — Betty was born, moved from Plainfield to N. Y. 



            Betty and mom were at Florence's house to give her a birthday party on June 8, 1957.  This was a Saturday and was two days before her real birthday which would have been on Monday when mom was in school.  


            Betty had all of Florence's presents ready for the birthday party that Saturday afternoon.  At lunch, however, Florence fell ill and went upstairs.  Betty called a doctor.  Florence died in her bed while mom was sitting next to her.  She died two days before her 80th birthday.


            Florence's obituary reads:


McLellan — M Florence, at 315 Stele Av., Plainfield, N.J.  Saturday, June 8, 1957.  Wife of Malcolm N. McLellan, mother of Mrs. George Chimicles and grandmother of Miss xx Chimicles, sister of Mrs. Lawrence Tilson, Mrs. Henry Hurt and Mrs. Lucetta S. MacGrath.  Service at the Chapel of Crescent Av. Presbyterian Church, Plainfield, N.J. on Monday, June 10, at 2:30 p.m. Internment in Champlain, N.Y.  


            The obituary was taken from a newspaper clipping from the New York or New Jersey Tribune and was found in Hugh McLellan's diary on the page showing Saturday, June 8, 1957.  Hugh also stated in his diary on that day that Betty called him at 3:00 p.m. to say that Florence had died of a heart attack.  He told Malcolm who was taking a bath.   


            After Florence died, she was cremated.  Malcolm and Woody drove down to New Jersey for the funeral.  All of them, including Betty and mom, then drove back up to Champlain to bury Florence.  Mr. Watson, an old family friend, gave a graveside service.  Hugh wrote in his diary on Tuesday, June 11, 1957, that, "Wood, Malcolm, Betty and Effie arrive home [Champlain]."  On Sunday, June 16, 1957, Hugh stated that, "Betty and Effrosyne leave for home at (afternoon?).  We all go down to put her on train and say good-bye."


            When Florence died, mom came up to Champlain for the funeral.  This was the second time that she had ever been in Champlain.  She would come up to Champlain in the summers more often now.  The only time she had been there before was when she was three years old.  Her father, George, had never been in Champlain. 


            Mom says that Florence was a very nice grandmother who helped support Betty and mom.  She was a hard worker and worked until the day she died.  Florence had said that she had always wanted to retire and get a cottage with Malcolm up in Champlain. 




3.  Lucetta (Sherwood) Barnes/MacGrath


            Sister Lucetta had a number of problems and bad habits.  She drank alcohol and also smoked.  At the end of her life she was also going through a divorce.  She was probably married twice because Betty had a family tree showing that she was married to George Barnes.  In Florence's obituary, though, it was stated that she was married to someone named MacGrath. 


            One night while Lucetta was smoking in bed, it caught fire and she was severely burned.  She died three days later after tottering between life and death. 


            Lucetta had several children from the marriage to George Barnes.  She had a son named Sherwood (who may have had a son named Jeffrey) and also a daughter named Virginia who married someone named (Jos. Dempsy?).   Lucetta also had a son named John who had four children.  [taken from family tree that Betty probably made of Florence's side of the family].  The children at one time lived in Forest Hills, Long Island.  They would sometimes call Florence.


            Lucetta's children and grandchildren were:


            Sherwood Geo. - married


            Virginia - married  Jos. Dempsy

            John - has four children


3.  Henrietta Sherwood 


            Another of Florence's sisters was named Henrietta and she was often called Aunt Net by mom.  Aunt Net had also liked Malcolm and she probably dated him before he married her sister, Florence.  Net was probably crushed when Florence married him because she never went to her wedding. 


            Henrietta was a major presence in the McLellan family.  There are many photographs of her with Betty in Champlain and New Jersey.  She probably took care of Betty a lot. 


            Henrietta took care of her father, Sassacus, who had asthma.  It was said that whenever one of his daughters got married, he would have a bad asthma attack.  When he died in 1926, Henrietta was probably in her mid-40s.  She then married Lawrence Tilson but was not married long before Lawrence found out that he was chronically ill and shot himself in the head.  This left Henrietta a widow with no children.  Henrietta did around 1958, the same time as George Chimicles and a year after her sister Florence.  The deaths of these three people later made Betty Chimicles and mother move up to Champlain in 1960. 


            Henrietta was also a very religious person.  She was a member of the Presbyterian Church. 


3.  Viola Sherwood


            Viola was another of Florence's sisters.  She was little and the other sisters would sometimes make fun of her.  She married Henry Clinton Hurt and lived in Westfield, New Jersey.  They had two daughters named Marjorie and Ruth.  Viola liked to knit when she was older. 


            Viola's daughter, Marjorie, married (Edwin L. Ricker?) and they had several children named Nancy, Barbara and Mary Jane [from Betty's family tree].  These children would be around mothers age and would therefore be her cousins.


            Viola's other daughter, Ruth, married (Arnold?) Thompson.  He had gone over to Europe during WWII on the same boat as mom's father, George Chimicles, but was later killed.  This left Ruth a widow with a son named Jimmy.  Jimmy was about a year younger than mother and is her cousin.  At one time, Jimmy was living in Virginia and was a veterinarian.   


            Ruth was a dietitian who made good money.  After her husband was killed, she had a boyfriend who appeared to want Ruth's money.  The family tried to tell Ruth that this person was bad for her and that he just wanted her money.


            One day, Betty went to Champlain to visit her dad.  She left mother at home in New Jersey to take care of Aunt Net.  Mom believes (although she is not sure) that she came home from school one day and found that Aunt Net had fallen.  A neighbor had said that Aunt Net went to the hospital.  Aunt Net later died there.  Mother is not sure if Aunt Net was perhaps ill at that time. 



Viola's children and grandchildren were:


            Marjorie (Margorie?) Hurt - married Edwin Ricker

                        Nancy Ricker

                        Barbara Ricker

                        Mary Jane Ricker


            Ruth Hurt - married Arnold Thompson

                        Jimmy Thompson