I’m pleased and proud
to introduce Julia DiMunno, my daughter, as my first guest author. I owe
Great Aunt Abbie Kimber a debt of gratitude for piquing Julia’s interest in our
family’s history. Thank you Julia for sharing Aunt Abbie’s story.
Greetings
family and friends. My interest in Abigail Kimber began in March 2017. That was
when I, just beginning to develop an
interest in our family tree, shyly offered to record some of the Kimber letters
for my mother. If any of you have been reading my mother’s blog for any length of time, I’m sure you know all about
the Kimber letters--a series of letters written amongst the Kimber sisters and
their mother, Keziah dating from 1848-1865. They offer a poignant snapshot of
life among one family. After my offer, my
mother’s immediate response was “You can
be the voice of Aunt Abbie in her diary”.
Great, I thought, but who’s Aunt Abbie?
Aunt Abbie, I
learned, was my fourth great grandaunt, her sister Charity Kimber Clark being
my direct ancestor. Over the next few weeks I
read and recorded her diary, which ranged from September 10, 1864 to November 30, 1864. I lent my voice to
her words and hopefully, I did her
justice. I must confess, in the process, I developed a tenderness to this
ancestor of mine. When the project was over
I asked what became of her and was shocked at the answer. We do not know what
happened to Aunt Abbie. We do not know when or where she died, or where she is buried. How could this be? Albeit she was
unmarried and childless--a sprig on a
larger family tree--she lived, and was an
integral part of a family. She could not have simply
vanished, a lone woman forgotten in the pages of time. My quest became to find
her.
Let me first
tell you a little about her. Abigail Lucy Kimber was born April 22, 1822 in Unionville NY. She was one of nine
sisters born to Benjamin and Keziah Kimber. She
was the only unmarried sister and was often sent from home to home to care for ailing
family members. She spent most of her time between Orange County, NY and
Bradford County, PA. This must have been
a trying task at times. She was there to care for sister, Julia Ann Kimber
Elston, in the months leading up to her death. Alongside her mother Keziah, she
helped care for little nephew Ephern Doty, sleeping beside him in her own bed before he slipped away. In father
Benjamin’s later years, it was Abbie who sat
vigil at his beside watching his every
breath. One diary entry from October 23, 1864
reads “It don’t seem as if I can live it
he don’t”.
Aunt Abbie was
not without her own problems. According
to notes believed to be from Winifred Drake Ridall (Granddaughter of Jane
Kimber and Moses Seely) “she had a great
disappointment. A man wanted to marry her
but she would not marry him unless he accepted the [Jones ?] children, which he
refused”. The handwriting here is in the margin and difficult read, but I believe it refers to the Jones children (the
children of deceased sister Susan Kimber and Caleb Jones). She may have had her
own physical ailments as well. In one of
the Kimber letters sister Sarah Kimber
Mackney writes that she is going to send Abbie medicine to see if it helps. In
another, Keziah refers to Abbie’s only being able to sit up in bed a little and
needing a litter to travel in. When she was caring for Julia Ann, Abbie fell
ill suddenly and the family thought that she could “not liv no time”.
Reading through
the Kimber letters and Aunt Abbie’s own diary one can see evidence of what we now know
as depression and anxiety. She makes multiple references of her gloominess and
her nerves. One diary entry from November
14, 1864 reads: “O how pleasant death
looks to me--it will relive my poor
throbbing heart and this poor weak body of mine that knows no rest”. She was but 42 years old when she wrote
this. I have no doubt that Benjamin’s
death in 1866 exacerbated these feelings.
In 1874 at the
age of 52, Aunt Abbie was admitted to the New York State Homeopathic Hospital
in Middletown, a mere few weeks after it opened. This hospital was the first of
its kind, offering a more gentle approach
to the mentally ill. Likely living with Jane and Moses Seely in Troy, PA at the
time, they would have heard about this new hospital from their Orange County relatives. I believe they were watching
and waiting for this hospital to open in
hopes that it could help her. One year later, according to the NYS 1875 census
records, Abbie is still there and listed as “insane”. Thanks to the work of Mrs. Kathryn Decker Osburn (granddaughter
of Phebe Kimber Decker) we know that Abbie was
discharged from the Homeopathic hospital on March 23, 1876 and that her condition was “unimproved”. Kathryn even went a step further by writing
to the NYS Department of Health and the Office of Vital Statistics
searching for a date of death on Abbie. Her queries were answered stating that
no records were found.
My search began
where Winifred’s and Kathryn’s left off. My instincts told me that she may not have strayed far from Middletown after
her discharge. She would have been about 54 years old by then, and after spending
two years in the state hospital she may
not have been well enough to travel back to Bradford County. I searched the
1880 census records for the remaining Kimber sisters and, as suspected, could
not find Abbie with any of them. So then I began to look among the extended
family, paying close attention to the Orange County relatives. Had one of the
younger generation taken her in? After
all, she had helped care for enough of them in her lifetime. I searched the
1880 census records for nieces and nephews hoping to find Aunt Abbie among
them. This was no easy task, as my
ancestor Charity alone had 12 children. I grew more disheartened with each
search. A nagging thought formed in my mind--what if no one took her in? What if she was too far gone or hard to
handle? Could she have gone to a home for
destitute women?
I was still in
the midst of searching among the Clarks, Deckers
and Elstons, when, on a whim I did a
Google search for the Orange County
poorhouse. I was directed to ancestry.com’s Census of Inmates in Almshouses and Poorhouses, an
index I didn’t even know existed. Lo and behold-- there she was. Miss Kimber was admitted to the Orange county poorhouse
on March 22, 1876 at the age of 54.
According to her admission form, she was
admitted after spending 2 years “at
Middletown”. Among the other demographic information,we learn that she was temperate, status of dependence was insanity, she was
unable to perform labor, and that she “would remain” at the poorhouse. A single
line at the bottom of the form gives us a tiny glimpse of the woman. It reads
“this woman is noisy and fretful”.
I was elated to
have found her, but dismayed to have
found where she was and it led to further questions. I assumed that Aunt Abbie
died in the poorhouse, but I can find no
evidence of it. I believe that she died between 1876 -1880. I have been unable
to find any more records for the Orange County Poorhouse, neither at the state
or local level. Our local Orange County Genealogical Society holds the records
for those buried in the old poorhouse burial ground, but alas, those years are missing and she is not among their other
records. “Find a Grave” searches have yielded no results, as have searches for death notices or obituaries in
local papers.
There may be
another alternative. According to the notes of Winifred Drake Ridall, her
mother, Isabel Seely Drake, thought that Aunt Abbie might have been taken home
to Bradford County. She writes: “I know that she died before or about the time
of my mother’s marriage, which was December 30, 1875
at Fassett, Pa. Grandfather lived at that time
on the left hand side of the road after
leaving Fassett on the way to Gillett, about opposite where the church now stands
(1936). I do not know how long before this date he lived there. Mother told me that her aunt was in the state
hospital in Middletown for some time, but she was taken out and brought to
their home”. Her timeline is a little off.
We know that Abbie was alive and still in the state hospital in 1875 and that
she lived to see at least the first few months of 1876. But is it possible that
she was taken out of the poorhouse and brought home to Jane and Moses? So far I
have found no records of any death notices
in the Pennsylvania newspapers and “Find a Grave” searches have yielded no
results.
So family and
friends, we have now arrived at our brick wall. Any information or suggestions
are most welcome. I would love to know when and where she died. Above all, I
would like to stand before her grave, place a bright bouquet of flowers on it
and say “You were not forgotten”. Who knows, maybe with your help the next time
you hear from me, it will be under the title of “Finding Aunt Abbie”
~ Julia DiMunno
(4th great grandniece of Abigail Kimber)
Louis Galliac
Barbara and Julia, what a wonderful article on Aunt Abbie. Julia, I find it admirable you felt an attachment to Abbie and continued to search for answers.
ReplyDeleteCathy, I'll pass your message on to Julia. I know she will be pleased that you liked her post. Aunt Abbie has become special to our family. Thank you for visiting.
DeleteBarbara
I hope you will find Aunt Abbie, and that she was able to live out her last years with family. It's sad to think of her years spent in the Homeopathic Hospital being followed by time in the poorhouse, especially after all she did to help others.
ReplyDeletePamela, I hope Aunt Abbie's last days were surrounded by family too. Thank you for those kind thoughts.
ReplyDeleteBarbara
Were Aunt Abbie's family buried in a particular cemetery? If yes, it may be worth contacting the office to see if they have burial records that just might include her. Or, does the poorhouse burial grounds include markers? Even if the burial records for the years in which she passed are missing, perhaps there's a physical marker to provide verification?
ReplyDeleteYou're a fantastic writer - there's real clarity in your narrative. Good luck with this search. You'll find her, I know it.
Barb here. My daughter Julia wrote "Searching for Aunt Abbie" and hopes to write an ending to Abbie's story. I'll be sure she reads your encouraging words. Thanks for visiting.
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