In my research on St. Augustine, Florida, during the years 1784-1821 (the Second Spanish Period), I often come across discrepancies in names which indicate that there may be more than one individual with the same name. This time I found two different names for one individual. I found a marriage record with the bride's name recorded as Agnes Rodríguez. The groom's name was Jorge Clak. I have been investigating this population for ten years now, and I never have come across an Agnes Rodríguez in connection with Jorge Clak. His wife's name has always been recorded as Ynes (or Inez, or a few other spellings) Pablo. Here is what I found when I pored through the original records I have found for these people:
1. There is no record of Agnes Rodríguez other than in the marriage record styled Jorge Clak and Agnes Rodríguez.
The parents of Agnes Rodríguez are not named in the marriage record. (1)
2. Ynes (or Inez) is a form of the name Agnes.
3. Agnes Rodríguez was supposedly, according to this marriage record, married previously
to Andrew Brown, who died 15 January 1785, according to his death record in the
diocesan archives. (2) The death record does not mention his marital status, nor does it give a spouse's name. Andrew Brown probably died single or a widower. However, this is not the right person. The groom's name is found in other records to have been Andres Bron. (3)
4. Ynes Pablo shows up first in the baptism records of the parish of San Pedro de Mosquitos (called the Golden Book of the Minorcans), on the New Smyrna Plantation, in the early 1770s. Her husband is listed as Pedro Duran. (4)
5. Their son Pedro, age 18, is also enumerated
on the 1793 census in the household of his stepfather, Jorge Clak. (5)
Pedro Duran is last shown alive on the baptism record of his son Pedro Juan on 19 Nov
1775. There are no death records from San Pedro parish, but Pedro Duran (the elder) probably died somewhere around
1776 or 1777.
6. Ynes is next found in the marriage records of San Pedro parish. She and Andres Bron are shown as married in these records. (5) She is also shown as having been previously married to him on the 1793
census, on which their son Andres, age 10, is enumerated in the household of his stepfather, Jorge Clak.(6)
7. Ynes (Agnes) Pablo and Andres Bron married 20 August 1778. (7) They were parishoners of the Minorcan chapel after it moved to St.
Augustine in 1779, and, again, there are no death records. Andres Bron is last shown as alive on the
baptism record of his son Andres Francisco, 16 December 1782. (8) He probably died somewhere around 1783 or
1784.
8. Ynes Pablo married Jorge Clak 29 Mar 1785, but is identified on the record as Agnes Rodríguez. (9)
9. On
the marriage record for her marriage to Andres Bron, Agnes (Ynes) Pablo’s mother’s maiden name is Rodríguez. (10) This is probably, through clerical error, the
root of the identification of Ynes Pablo as Agnes Rodríguez on the record of her marriage to Jorge Clak.
10. To recap, Ynes Pablo married: 1. Pedro Duran, probably before or during 1770. 2. Andres Bron, 20 August 1778. 3. Jorge Clak, 29 Mar 1785.
Agnes Rodríguez and Ynes Pablo are one and the same, and Ynes Pablo is the correct name.
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Notes:
(1) Marriage of Jorge Clak and Agnes Rodríguez, White Marriages 1784-1801, page 2, entry 4, "Ecclesiastical Records of the St. Augustine Diocese," Ecclesiastical and Secular Sources for Slave Societies, http://vanderbilt.edu/esss/spanishflorida/index.php
(2) Death Record, Andrew Brown, Deaths 1784-1793 [1809], page 2, entry 6, "Ecclesiastical Records of the St. Augustine Diocese," Ecclesiastical and Secular Sources for Slave Societies, http://vanderbilt.edu/esss/spanishflorida/index.php
(3) Marriage of Andres Bron and Agnes Pablo, Records of the Parish of San Pedro de Mosquitos ("The Golden Book of the Minorcans"), page 11, entry 8, "Ecclesiastical Records of the St. Augustine Diocese," Ecclesiastical and Secular Sources for Slave Societies, http://vanderbilt.edu/esss/spanishflorida/index.php
(4) Baptism of Catalina Duran, Records of the Parish of San Pedro de Mosquitos ("The Golden Book of the Minorcans"), page 9, entry 18, "Ecclesiastical Records of the St. Augustine Diocese," Ecclesiastical and Secular Sources for Slave Societies, http://vanderbilt.edu/esss/spanishflorida/index.php
(5) Marriage of Andres Bron and Agnes Pablo, op. cit.
(6) 1793 census, Censuses 1783-1814, Reel 148, Bundle 323A, Folio 2-159R, East Florida Papers.
(7) Marriage of Andres Bron and Agnes Pablo, op. cit.
(8) Baptism of Pedro Juan Duran, Baptisms, page 33, entry 36, Records of the Parish of San Pedro de Mosquitos ("The Golden Book of the Minorcans"), "Ecclesiastical Records of the St. Augustine Diocese," Ecclesiastical and Secular Sources for Slave Societies, http://vanderbilt.edu/esss/spanishflorida/index.php
(9) Marriage of Jorge Clak and Agnes Rodríguez, op. cit.
(10) Marriage of Andres Bron and Agnes Pablo, op. cit.
Saturday, May 12, 2018
Wednesday, April 25, 2018
#TheBookofMe - Combining March and April
I've been out of town on business and fun. The business: attending the roll-out celebration in Washington, D.C. of the website LaFlorida: The Interactive Digital Archive of the Americas, and researching at the Florida State Archives in original documents for data for the LaFlorida site. The fun: A reunion of the women who were my housemates in a scholarship house at Florida State University in the 1960s.
So I have let my blog entries slide, and now I'm going to take a page out of the book of Carol A. Bowen Stevens's blog and combine the remaining March prompts with April's, and get it all done. Fortunately, the prompts lend themselves very well to this treatment.
March:
What is something you would like to change, or something you wish had changed?
For one, I would wish my husband, when he decided to go back to college in the 1970s, had chosen computer science rather than getting a teaching certificate. He would have been much happier. For another, I wish we hadn't run into hard times and had to sell the house we loved and enjoyed living in, and which would have been paid off in 2010.
What are your favorite things? Books. Music (clasical, show tunes, world music, bluegrass, real country music). Kitties and doggies.
What frightens you?
Tornadoes. Idiot drivers. Category 4 and 5 hurricanes.
Using adjectives, describe yourself.
Plain-spoken. Casual. Friendly. Curious. Intelligent. Funny. Stubborn. Liberal.
What do you think are your essentials in life?
Beyond food, shelter, and clothing: Books. Music. Family. Friends.
What are your challenges?
Procrastination! My health (not much left of it). Impatience.
Are you right or left handed, and does that reflect you?
Right-handed. Reflect me? Not sure I understand that fully, but I would say no. It's genetic, that's all. Except maybe to say that right-handers are usually left-brained and left-handers are right-brained, so as a right-hander, that means I'm not in my right mind. (But people know that about me, anyway, bwahahahahahaaaa!)
Describe something you created.
I'll let Amazon.com describe it for me.
So now I'm ready for May's prompts!
So I have let my blog entries slide, and now I'm going to take a page out of the book of Carol A. Bowen Stevens's blog and combine the remaining March prompts with April's, and get it all done. Fortunately, the prompts lend themselves very well to this treatment.
March:
What is something you would like to change, or something you wish had changed?
For one, I would wish my husband, when he decided to go back to college in the 1970s, had chosen computer science rather than getting a teaching certificate. He would have been much happier. For another, I wish we hadn't run into hard times and had to sell the house we loved and enjoyed living in, and which would have been paid off in 2010.
What are your favorite things? Books. Music (clasical, show tunes, world music, bluegrass, real country music). Kitties and doggies.
What frightens you?
Tornadoes. Idiot drivers. Category 4 and 5 hurricanes.
Using adjectives, describe yourself.
Plain-spoken. Casual. Friendly. Curious. Intelligent. Funny. Stubborn. Liberal.
What do you think are your essentials in life?
Beyond food, shelter, and clothing: Books. Music. Family. Friends.
What are your challenges?
Procrastination! My health (not much left of it). Impatience.
Are you right or left handed, and does that reflect you?
Right-handed. Reflect me? Not sure I understand that fully, but I would say no. It's genetic, that's all. Except maybe to say that right-handers are usually left-brained and left-handers are right-brained, so as a right-hander, that means I'm not in my right mind. (But people know that about me, anyway, bwahahahahahaaaa!)
Describe something you created.
I'll let Amazon.com describe it for me.
So now I'm ready for May's prompts!
Friday, March 23, 2018
#TheBookofMe Who do you love?
Shouldn't that be Whom Do You Love? Anyway . . .
My husband, of course. Have done for 47 years, and we just keep on keeping on. We've known each other since childhood, were best buds in high school, though we went to different schools (same church, though). So on it goes. He enjoys my adventures in academia. I keep him entertained. He takes good care of me, and certainly did last year when I broke my shoulder! He got to be quite the cook, and made some delicious meals!
Our daughters, of course, too (we have no sons). Both are fine ladies. Now middle-aged, which makes me feel a bit old. But I also feel young in having so much in common with each of them. They're fun to be with.
Our son-in-law, who is a fine fellow. He and our daughter have also known each other from childhood, having met at a party given by the sysop (do you remember that term?) of a BBS (and that one?) we all used to participate in. Our son-in-law has been there for our older daughter since before they were married, and certainly does love her. He's brought some genealogical diversity to the family, adding German and Dutch to the mix!
Our grandson, of course, too. He's a great kid. Now in junior high school. I can't believe he's 13! Gads, what an age. But he'll get over it. We all did. He wants to be an architect or an engineer. Following in family footsteps, he's quite the punster, and has been since the age of 5. He is also quite the flirt, and the girls just love him.
Our cat. Well, technically (grammatically) the cat isn't a 'who,' she's a 'what.' But my husband and I love and spoil her, anyway. She's a very affectionate cat, who likes to sleep with us and to be with (or on) us on the couch when we watch TV. She is not quite 2, and is still energetic. Sometimes she runs around the house at great speed. She loves to hide and then jump out at us, or come up behind is in the kitchen and tap us on the rear end! Silly kitty!
My friends. All of our friends, with very few exceptions, are younger than we are, and most of them have no kids. Our daughters are also friends with most of these same people. We have a quite diverse group of friends. That adds to the enjoyment.
The youngsters I work with on a massive database project, to identify and profile everyone we can find in the original documents, who lived in Spanish colonial Florida between 1513 and 1763, and 1784 and 1821. I'm the Principal Investigator of the portion known as East Florida between 1784 and 1821. All these colleagues are younger than I am, some of them by some 50 or so years! The head of the project, who was my major professor at the University of South Florida St. Petersburg a few years ago, is also quite a bit younger than I am. Fine people, all of them!
Others I have loved are no longer with us -- most of my family, my husband's family, friends I've lost over the years. I still love them, too, and miss them.
My husband, of course. Have done for 47 years, and we just keep on keeping on. We've known each other since childhood, were best buds in high school, though we went to different schools (same church, though). So on it goes. He enjoys my adventures in academia. I keep him entertained. He takes good care of me, and certainly did last year when I broke my shoulder! He got to be quite the cook, and made some delicious meals!
Our daughters, of course, too (we have no sons). Both are fine ladies. Now middle-aged, which makes me feel a bit old. But I also feel young in having so much in common with each of them. They're fun to be with.
Our son-in-law, who is a fine fellow. He and our daughter have also known each other from childhood, having met at a party given by the sysop (do you remember that term?) of a BBS (and that one?) we all used to participate in. Our son-in-law has been there for our older daughter since before they were married, and certainly does love her. He's brought some genealogical diversity to the family, adding German and Dutch to the mix!
Our grandson, of course, too. He's a great kid. Now in junior high school. I can't believe he's 13! Gads, what an age. But he'll get over it. We all did. He wants to be an architect or an engineer. Following in family footsteps, he's quite the punster, and has been since the age of 5. He is also quite the flirt, and the girls just love him.
Our cat. Well, technically (grammatically) the cat isn't a 'who,' she's a 'what.' But my husband and I love and spoil her, anyway. She's a very affectionate cat, who likes to sleep with us and to be with (or on) us on the couch when we watch TV. She is not quite 2, and is still energetic. Sometimes she runs around the house at great speed. She loves to hide and then jump out at us, or come up behind is in the kitchen and tap us on the rear end! Silly kitty!
My friends. All of our friends, with very few exceptions, are younger than we are, and most of them have no kids. Our daughters are also friends with most of these same people. We have a quite diverse group of friends. That adds to the enjoyment.
The youngsters I work with on a massive database project, to identify and profile everyone we can find in the original documents, who lived in Spanish colonial Florida between 1513 and 1763, and 1784 and 1821. I'm the Principal Investigator of the portion known as East Florida between 1784 and 1821. All these colleagues are younger than I am, some of them by some 50 or so years! The head of the project, who was my major professor at the University of South Florida St. Petersburg a few years ago, is also quite a bit younger than I am. Fine people, all of them!
Others I have loved are no longer with us -- most of my family, my husband's family, friends I've lost over the years. I still love them, too, and miss them.
Saturday, March 17, 2018
#TheBookofMe: What (or who) do you miss most?
The question reminds me of the old saw: "Of everything I've lost, I miss my mind the most."
Well, I haven't lost my mind. Yet.
I have lost so many people in my lifetime -- my father, my grandma, my aunt, my mother, my brother, friends -- that I miss them all, and don't want to single out just one of them.
I miss my health; it has pretty much gone away, though I still get around. I don't get around as much as I used to, of course. We all suffer from that. But just walking a couple blocks this week in the Adams-Morgan neighborhood of Washington, D.C., where our nephew lives, was a real challenge. I also did a lot of standing around, and a lot of sitting. I went up to Washington for the launch of the website of the huge Spanish Colonial Florida database project I've been contributing to. It was a wonderful launch, and a bunch of us went out to eat afterward, and had big fun.
I miss a lot of people less than I used to, because I'm back in touch with them on Facebook. I'm especially happy to be in touch with my cousins, though we lost one of our number a couple years ago.
I miss the ability to travel more and be more adaptable to different environments. No more camping or hiking, or even taking long walks, because of arthritis.
I miss mountains, because I live in Florida. I was born in California, and lived there as a child. I like mountains.
I miss our boat, because we had such fun with it. We even were members of the Coast Guard Auxiliary for a few years, and used our boat in a number of search and rescue missions, patrols, and training exercises. That was terrific fun!
I'm not sure there's much more I miss. I have so much now. My husband, our kids, our grandson, our kitty-cat, my historical research. I stay occupied, so I don't have time to think about what I miss enough to be in any way despondent about it.
Well, I haven't lost my mind. Yet.
I have lost so many people in my lifetime -- my father, my grandma, my aunt, my mother, my brother, friends -- that I miss them all, and don't want to single out just one of them.
I miss my health; it has pretty much gone away, though I still get around. I don't get around as much as I used to, of course. We all suffer from that. But just walking a couple blocks this week in the Adams-Morgan neighborhood of Washington, D.C., where our nephew lives, was a real challenge. I also did a lot of standing around, and a lot of sitting. I went up to Washington for the launch of the website of the huge Spanish Colonial Florida database project I've been contributing to. It was a wonderful launch, and a bunch of us went out to eat afterward, and had big fun.
I miss a lot of people less than I used to, because I'm back in touch with them on Facebook. I'm especially happy to be in touch with my cousins, though we lost one of our number a couple years ago.
I miss the ability to travel more and be more adaptable to different environments. No more camping or hiking, or even taking long walks, because of arthritis.
I miss mountains, because I live in Florida. I was born in California, and lived there as a child. I like mountains.
I miss our boat, because we had such fun with it. We even were members of the Coast Guard Auxiliary for a few years, and used our boat in a number of search and rescue missions, patrols, and training exercises. That was terrific fun!
I'm not sure there's much more I miss. I have so much now. My husband, our kids, our grandson, our kitty-cat, my historical research. I stay occupied, so I don't have time to think about what I miss enough to be in any way despondent about it.
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