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<private> Cherry
Dates not recorded
A child of Everett Virgil Mead and Lydia Matilda Barnes who is recorded in this archive without a usable name. No dates are held, and nothing further is published here.
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A child of Everett Virgil Mead and Lydia Matilda Barnes who is recorded in this archive without a usable name. No dates are held, and nothing further is published here.
How is this person related?
Andrew John Leahey’s no single word covers it — connected through Jacqueline McEntee, who is a first cousin once removed
Gina D. Cacace’s connected in this tree, but not by a line this tool can name
Abigail Ann Leahey’s no single word covers it — connected through Jacqueline McEntee, who is a first cousin twice removed
Marie C. Fitzgerald’s no single word covers it — connected through Jacqueline McEntee, who is a first cousin
Kevin Leahey’s connected in this tree, but not by a line this tool can name
Worked out from the recorded parents and marriages. No sex is recorded for anyone in this archive, so the wording stays neutral.
A small record, carefully kept
What we know so far
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What is not known yet: No dated life events or original records have been connected to this page. Nothing has been guessed to fill the gaps.
Life
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Family
Parents
Siblings · birth order
- Michael Mead
- <private> Cherry (this person)
- [private]
Where they lived
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Places listed on this page
- United States
Historical context
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What we still don't know
- [PRIVACY FLAG CORRECTED] This person was marked as possibly living, which suppressed everything about them. Nothing in their record refers to any year after 1911, so they cannot be alive: even somebody born in that year would be over a hundred and ten now. The flag was a default that had never been revisited, and it was hiding a nineteenth-century person as though they were a contemporary.