I'm addicted to genealogy! After I posted all the information I could find on William Bridge, I kept looking and found more. If you'll remember, I wondered if Jane Bridge, William's wife, died after giving birth to a fourth child. It turns out she did. The child's name was Louisa, and she died at birth or soon after. I have sent for her death certificate.
One day last week I stayed in my pajamas until 3:00 PM and looked at census records for Bolton. I started with 1841 and wrote down every Bridge family I could find. Then I tried to find those same families ten years later on the 1851 census. I was looking for relatives, specifically the parents, of William Bridge. I found some interesting things. Just down the street from William and Jane in 1841 was a woman named Mary Bridge, along with a son, Richard, Richard's wife Ann, and an older gentleman named Samuel Marsh. I got to wondering if Mary could be the widow of William's father, Richard, since she lived so close and had a son by that name. Then I found a christening record for William Bridge with the birthdate of April 1813, which matches the death certificate of William Bridge that I ordered, listing him as 57 years old at his death in early 1871. That christening record lists his parents as Richard and Mary Bridge. So I think I've found William's parents. I'll update this blog when I receive the death certificates for William, Richard, and Mary Bridge, which I have ordered.
Samuel Marsh, the lodger living with Mary Bridge and son Richard, confused me for a while, but later I found a marriage record (1700-something) for an Ann Bridge and Samuel Marsh. I believe Samuel was a widower in 1841 living with his sister-in-law, who had also been widowed.
I also found a Joseph Bridge, age 70 in 1841, who could be a brother to Richard Bridge. His family lived very near Mary Bridge and William Bridge, and the name Joseph is very prominent in the family history. When I figure out all the pieces to the puzzle, I'll let you all know.
A Stumbling Block or a Stepping Stone
Isn't it strange that Princes and Kings
And clowns who caper in stardust rings,
And common people like you and me
Are builders for eternity?
Each is given a set of tools,
A shapeless mass, and a book of rules,
And each must make, ere life has flown,
A stumbling block or a stepping stone.
Author unknown
Isn't it strange that Princes and Kings
And clowns who caper in stardust rings,
And common people like you and me
Are builders for eternity?
Each is given a set of tools,
A shapeless mass, and a book of rules,
And each must make, ere life has flown,
A stumbling block or a stepping stone.
Author unknown
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