Sunday, March 11, 2012

Sunday’s Obituary – A Little Irish for St. Patrick’s Day

[Ellicottville, Cattaraugus County, New York]
From the Ellicottville Post, Wednesday, September 30, 1896:
Charles Cotter, aged about ninety-eight years, died at his residence in this town, Thursday at 8 o’clock. Mr. Cotter was born in Brandon, county Cork, Ireland, in about the year 1798. When twenty-one years of age he started for America and after a long and tedious voyage of twelve weeks crossing the Atlantic he landed in Boston, Mass., then a small town, where he made his home for several years, afterward spending a great portion of his time in the South. He would tell many interesting stories about those cruel slavery days.
In 1840 Mr. Cotter was united in marriage to Mrs. Mary Duffy in the city of Buffalo, where they resided for a time. In 1852 they came to Ellicottville and settled on the farm where he resided until the time of his death. Mr. Cotter was a kind neighbor, always ready to help others. He was a good Christian man, a true member of the Roman Catholic Church.
Hour after hour on long winter evenings he would sit by the fire and relate to his grandchildren the stories of his boyhood days, and the hardships which he endured when he first came on the farm, without a roof over his head to shelter him and his family from the cold winter blast.
For many years Mr. Cotter has been afflicted with rheumatism, and for the last ten years was unable to leave his home. He was a great sufferer but bore the pain with patience until death came to him as a happy release, and he died with a smile on his face.
To Mr. Cotter and wife three children were born—J.W. Cotter and Mrs. Peter Lyons of Ellicottville and Mrs. Michael O’Connor of Salamanca, who survive him; also two stepsons, Andrew and Michael Duffy. Michael was killed on the farm by a limb of a falling tree in 1856, and Andrew was killed at the battle of Fredericksburg in 1862.
He also leaves a wife, several grandchildren and a host of friends.
The services were held at the church of the Most Holy Name of Mary, Saturday morning, Rev. Fr. Caraher officiating, and the remains were laid to rest in the Roman Catholic cemetery. May God have mercy on his soul. ~

Irish Cross tombstone from Forest Lawn Cemetery, Buffalo, NY

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Tombstone Tuesday –Roman Catholic Symbolism

This weekend, my friend and I drove up to Cheektowaga, just south of Buffalo, New York to see the tombstone of her second-great grandparents, Daniel & Anna Kreher Reinhardt. (I talked about my research on this family here.) It was a blustery cold day, but there was no snow on the ground.
There are cemeteries for at least a mile or two on either side of the road, Pine Ridge Heritage Blvd, which we traveled on to get there. We first turned into the Roman Catholic Polish Cemetery by mistake (St. Stanislaus). We got back on the main road and kept going about another half a mile, passing a Jewish Cemetery until finally we got to the United French and German Cemetery. We knew which section to start looking in. It was Section R, to the left of the small St. Ann’s Chapel built in 1872. After walking along for a bit, my friend turned in and almost immediately walked right up to the stones of her ancestors. She had never been there before. My research and explanation that I knew it was a flat stone from Find-A-Grave was her only guidance.
 The wind was super-fierce that morning and we didn’t stay out of the car for long. On the way back to the car, I snapped a few other photographs of some of the interesting statues there. I took this one picture in particular because I was curious. I’ve never seen a statue with a wheel as part of the symbolism before. My first glimpse of one had been earlier when we turned into the Polish Cemetery by mistake. I wondered about the significance of the wheel.

It was a very productive day overall, with the cemetery visit being just the first success. Afterwards, we took another road in Cheektowaga where we found a place that sold hardwood floors. I think I’ve found the perfect flooring for my house which is one of those projects I have going. Sweet!
Before we headed home, we stopped at a second-hand shop where we love to browse. I need books like I need a hole in the head, but that’s the first section I went to. You just never know what you might find! The offer was buy four and get one free, so I tried to limit myself to five. One of them that I picked up is called Chaos, Gaia, Eros: A Chaos Pioneer Uncovers the Three Great Streams of History by Ralph Abraham. I am a history buff if nothing else, so in the cart it went.
I cracked the book open for the first time after I got home. The very front page included a dedication to Hypatia, A.D. 370-415, whom the author shares was "canonized in the Christian hierarchy as Saint Catherine of the Wheel, whose cult began in the ninth century at Mount Sinai" (emphasis added). Hmmm, how interesting is that? Having little exposure to Catholicism, I had never heard of her before, but now I think I should do a little more research and see what else I can find…