Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Hingham, Woburn, Marblehead, and Newbury or cemeteries, cemeteries, cemeteries!

Hingham, Massachusetts 
 Sunday evening we drove south of Boston to  Hingham, Mass...where Reverend William Walton first settled in 1635.  There is a beautiful inlet where there is Walton's Cove, named after him.  Right behind us, and across the road were beautiful homes.  What a place to live!






We drove a little bit further around the water's edge.  Some men told us about the old cemetery in Hingham that had really old markers there, so we drove over to find it.
We found this church first, so thought we must be close.
A memorial tower built in honor of Civil War casualties.
Very beautiful and unique grave marker.
 It was dusk by that time, and the cemetery was awesome. Such a neat feeling there.

Woburn
Monday morning we headed north of Boston to the town of Woburn.  This is where George Polley lived when he came from England in the mid 1600s. 
The old church was in bad repair.  The front had been painted, but the sides and fence were needing help.  So sad.

 We happened on this old library.  Nothing to do with our history that we know of, but still very cool. We loved the upstairs winding path through the books.  It went on both sides down the corridor.  We tried to get more historical information that would help us.






Marblehead
 We drove toward the coast to find Marblehead....the place where Reverend William Walton moved to from Hingham.  He owned property right in this area and preached for 30 years.






 We looked for his marker, but couldn't find it.....but still, he was probably buried here.




 The original church, where he preached, was built on the hill top where the gazebo is now.  We talked to a lady who was there with her grandson about the area.  She knew some history so recognized Reverend Walton as the first for that area and church.



Newbury
We then drove to Newbury where James Bunker, the first Bunker ancestor from England, died.  He lived in New Hampshire.  The house above was just the oldest building still there....certainly during James Bunkers time.

Across the street from the church is the cemetery of course.


 I just love these old cemetery s!! The old headstones, some tipping, the old trees....so many stories.