Aaron Beardsley

(20 January 1762 - )
Aaron Beardsley|b. 20 Jan 1762|p2819.htm|Robert Beardsley|b. ca May 1724\nd. 1766|p2812.htm|Hannah Chauncey|b. 6 Aug 1725|p2813.htm|Daniel Beardsley|b. 3 Apr 1671\nd. 1737/38|p2821.htm|Ann Seeley|b. s 1680\nd. 1748|p2824.htm|||||||

Third cousin seven times removed of Darrell Allen Martin.
Aaron was born on 20 January 1762.1 He was the son of Robert Beardsley and Hannah Chauncey.

Cited documentation

  1. [S237] Nellie Beardsley Holt, The Family of William Beardsley, One of the First Settlers of Stratford, Connecticut, offset reprint of original typescript. (Ellsworth, Me.: Downeast Graphics and Printing, Inc., 1951).
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