Elizabeth Lamson

(say 1725 - )
Elizabeth Lamson|b. s 1725|p1406.htm|Thomas Lamson|b. 3 Jan 1682/83\nd. Jul 1767|p1210.htm|Abigail Faulkner|b. 12 Aug 1683\nd. 26 Dec 1746|p1217.htm|John Lamson|b. Nov 1642\nd. 1717|p1208.htm|Martha Perkins|b. 1649\nd. 1728|p1209.htm|Lieutenant Francis Faulkner|b. 1651\nd. 1732|p1213.htm|Abigail Dane|b. ca 1655|p1216.htm|

Six-greats-grandaunt of Darrell Allen Martin.
She was baptized in Ipswich, Essex County, Massachusetts, on 12 January 1724/25. Elizabeth was born say 1725. She was the daughter of Thomas Lamson and Abigail Faulkner. She married Jacob Fisk in 1743.

Family: Elizabeth Lamson and Jacob Fisk

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