Porch Swings, Fireflies, and Jelly Jars: Pedro Ygnacio Espinosa, Death Record

Friday, April 7, 2023

Pedro Ygnacio Espinosa, Death Record

Pedro Ygnacio Espinosa died and was buried in Rancho de Taos in January 1834.

I located this record by noting the last record that I had that indicated he was alive, which was the 1832 baptism of his grandson:

4 March 1832 (baptized), age 5 days old, Casimiro Espinosa, son of Juan Ygnacio Espinosa and Ygnacia Gonzales, paternal grandparents: Pedro Ygnacio Espinosa and Juana Gertrudis, deceased; maternal grandparents: Juan Calletano Gonzales and Lorensa Rodrigues; godparents: Jose Dolores Tayfoya and Maria Dolores Tafoya, all residents of Rancho. [Source: NM Baptims (Taos) by Windham]

I went to the microfilm of Taos deaths on Family Search and started slowly scrolling from 4 March 1832 forward. One thing I have noticed is that a surprising number of people were baptized, married, and died in and around the little village of Taos every year. In spite of that, it did not take me long to locate the January 1834 death of Pedro Ygnacio Espinosa. Other than his death date, this does not reveal any new information. I already knew that he was the widower of Maria Gertrudis Gonzales.

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My favorite memories from childhood include visits to my grandparents in East Texas. At dusk we'd run around my grandparent's yard, catching fireflies and putting them in jelly jars. When darkness descended, we'd return to the porch. It was a special treat to sit in the porch swing. Inevitably, the adults would launch into family stories of Pink Kelley's brush with Sherman's troops, of Great Uncle Hood Brown's tragic death, and of the Kelley family's wagon trip to Texas, among many others. The stars on those nights were magical.

I began my genealogy research in the summer of 1975, less than a month after my high school graduation. When I married in 1983, I started researching my husband's family as well. I was fortunate to start this hobby as a youngster because it gave me an opportunity to correspond with researchers who are long gone; to ask questions of family members -although not enough, never enough; and travel a bit. The result is a lot of information. I've come to the realization that I will probably never be able to afford to publish, so this is my publication.

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