Did you ever stop to consider the number of ancestors you have, the number of men and women wo have lived and passed away in order that you might enjoy your existence? 

  These records, in one instance, trace back fourteen generations, and if each and every one of the men and women who composed these generations of our ancestors were known, it would require a separate and distinct record of thirty two thousand seven hundred and sixty six different people, each of whom were born into the world, lived a few short years in order that they might fulfill their part in God's great plan of the Universe, then, after having passed to their reward are soon forgotten.

  It is a duty which we owe to our children, that we hand down to them what little knowledge we have of the lives of this vast multitude who are our forefathers, and it is to rescue the names of some of these from oblivion, and to perpetuate their memories as far as possible for future generations that the following records have been compiled.

  The task has been a difficult one.  Beyond the memory of persons now living, the difficulty increases, and the information obtained is limited to family records, supplimented in some instances by family tradition, and where this fails the only recourse is to the public records.

  Our memory carries us back one, or perhaps, two generations.  These we have known personally--further back we know them through family traditions, stories of those whom our grandparents may have known, or remembered in their childhood.  But beyond these, away back in the past, their memories fade away until they become known to us simply as names which, to us, have little or no meaning, and it fails to interest us because we know nothing of the person it represents, except that it once belonged to one of our ancestors, and yet the one who bore the name was once a living, warm hearted man or woman, who, surrounded by the environments of the time in which he or she lived, encountered and overcame, each in their own way, the very same problems in the great plan of life that we of today encounter.  They were filled with hopes and ambitions, joy and suffering, passed through childhood and youth, love, courtship and marriage, and surrounded by their children they have fulfilled their destiny in the generation in which they lived.  Then passed away, leaving the world either better or worse for having lived in it, and their deeds are now almost forgotten.

  There are thousands of our ancestors whose very names and existance have been forgotten, lost to us forever, and whose names and stories will never be known, until we, like them, have passed on to join them among the "great majority", and our deeds, like theirs, will perhaps be forgotten.

Robert J. Peck

Sanford, Florida.

July 1929


Letters from R.J. Peck:


     The collection of these family records began about the year 1907, at which time all that was known of our ancestral lines was contained in the Peck Genealogy, by Ira G. Peck, 1867, and the genealogical notes on the Sears family in "Pictures of Ye Olden Times" by Edmond H. Sears, 1857, together with a few family records.

  The summer of 1907 was spent in New England, and some data was collected regarding the Hunter and Chamberlain families from members of these families, which was later verified from public records.  In 1912 the writer gathered other data on the New Haven and Connecticut families from the New York Public Library.

  Between 1912 and 1925 very little was accomplished, but between the latter date and 1929 the greater part of these records were collected and arranged.  Very few of these records are from original sources, and credit has been given in the text for material gathered from printed genealogies.

  These records are far from being complete, and no doubt many errors have crept in, both in the original records and in transcribing them, but every effort has been made to make them as correct as possible.

  There are many vacant spaces in the Ancestral Chart, and to some future worker, interested in family history, will fall the task of gathering together the names and records of these unknown ancestors.  Some other hand must fill in the missing records.

  "To you, from falling hands, we throw the torch.  Be yours to hold it high".


   June 1929

  "I have gathered a nosegay of other men's posies, And only the string that binds them is mine".


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