Deleting John Brown

How one DNA test changed everything

By J. L. Starkey

“An era can be said to end

when its basic illusions are exhausted.”

Arthur Miller
My grandparents in the early 1930’s

As a child, I was fascinated by the fact that other families ate fish for dinner, as if that were a normal, everyday thing. I’m talking about actual fish here…these people weren’t eating fish sticks!

We didn’t eat fish at my house, and we knew that had something to do with my mom’s family. Her parents had what is referred to as an interdenominational marriage, and in support of my Catholic grandfather’s faith, my Presbyterian grandmother prepared fish on Lenten Fridays. My mother never liked fish, so those Fridays must have been miserable for her.

When I was younger, I wondered why grandma made those special meals. After all, grandpa was the only one in the family who observed Lent! Mom told me that marriage meant compromise, and that my grandparents were good at meeting each other halfway. It’s an example that I now try to follow in my own marriage.

My grandfather was a first-generation American with roots in Ireland, and faith was at the center of his Catholic family when he was growing up. It is not surprising that when he married my grandmother [1], certain family members and church officials were “less than enthusiastic” about the union (to put it nicely).

I wondered if people gossiped about my grandparents. Did they speak in hushed tones with comments like, “Unbelievable! They actually got married!” “But…but…she’s not Catholic!” “I know! And she’s also not Irish!”

But let’s back up a few steps…was my grandmother neither of those things? Would things have been different if she had been both of those things?

I wouldn’t find answers on paper. To solve this puzzle, I needed DNA.


Grandma’s Namesake

Mary Brown (back row, c.) with her grandchildren, ca. 1916. My grandmother is standing in front of Mary.

If brick walls could talk, this one would be taunting me. “You think genealogy is fun?” it would jeer. “Then have fun with this…your great-great-grandmother’s maiden name was Brown!”

It was true. Mary Brown, my grandmother’s namesake, was the brick wall to end all brick walls. That’s what I get for gloating when I realized I had nobody with the surname of Smith in my direct line.

Careful what you gloat about.

I didn’t know much about Mary, except that she had married Henry Hansen and had died in 1933 [2]. According to census records, she was born in either Pennsylvania or New York, and her parents were born in either Pennsylvania or England [3].

Mary’s obituary, 10 Apr 1933 Chicago Tribune

Mary’s obituary listed her surviving children and funeral arrangements, but nothing else [4]. Her death certificate was not much better, but at least it included her father’s name and her assumed birthplace.

Birthplace and parent names on Mary’s death certificate

Seriously? My third-great-grandfather was an Englishman named John Brown? Google that, and see how many results you get. Search the name and birthplace on Ancestry or FamilySearch. Check it anywhere you want to check it, but rest assured, you will get about two billion results.

Mary’s death certificate was actually a good reminder of how relying on an index can lead to errors. According to the index, Mary was born in Ilean, New York. (There is no such city, for those who may be wondering.) Inspection of her death certificate revealed that the city was actually Olean, New York.

Finally, I had a starting point.


Finding “John” Brown

Just as I was reaching peak frustration levels with the Mary Brown brick wall, Ancestry announced a sale on DNA tests. I decided it was time to match science with census records, and several weeks later I was anxiously awaiting my results. I expected a fairly even mix of Irish, German, and English heritage, with a bit of Danish thrown in to keep things interesting.

But what was this? According to my results, I was 49% Irish? Maybe I had made a mistake in my research. Or maybe, just maybe…someone had been less than truthful somewhere along the way. (I’m lookin’ at you, Mary Brown!)

As I studied that first list of DNA matches, I noticed some recurring surnames among a group of fourth cousins. Since I couldn’t determine a common ancestor using my family tree, I decided to analyze the information from a different angle.

I researched the family of a fourth cousin who had a public tree with just seven names. Starting with that information, I used census records and newspaper articles to trace back a few generations, and soon made two startling discoveries. My fourth cousin had a grandmother with the maiden name of Brown, and that grandmother’s family was from Olean, New York, the potential birthplace of Mary Brown.

Partial DNA ethnicity comparison with a Brown family fourth cousin

I repeated the process with other fourth cousins in the group, and found that all were linked to the Brown family of Olean. Additionally, they could all be traced back to the same ancestor: J. Patrick (or “Pat”) Brown, a father of eight who had moved from Pennsylvania to Olean around 1887 [5].

After a bit of searching, I found Pat Brown’s 1870 census listing [6]. The surname looked a bit like “Round,” but the daughter’s name on line eleven was perfectly clear: Mary Ann.

1870 census for Pat Brown’s family

The brick wall was starting to come down! It seemed likely that my great-great-grandmother was the daughter of Pat and Anna Brown. It was all going according to plan…until I looked at Pat Brown’s birthplace.

Surprise… surprise… “John Brown” wasn’t from England at all.


Deleting John Brown

My third-great-grandfather was not named John, and he certainly was not from England. He was actually Patrick Brown, an Irish immigrant who arrived in the United States around 1855, and who died in Olean, New York, in 1912 [7]. I added Pat to my Ancestry tree, still in disbelief that Mary hid her Irish heritage for her entire adult life.

Obituary for Patrick Brown, 22 Jun 1912 Olean Evening Times

A few hours later, I was surprised when I received the following message on Ancestry: “Just wanted to say hi and thank you for saving a record for Patrick Brown and Anna Carey to your tree. I was finally able to learn what happened to their daughter Mary Ann Brown.”

I was not the only researcher facing the Mary Brown brick wall! Over the next few weeks, we shared resources and stories, and filled in a few blanks in the Brown family’s history. Mary was indeed the daughter of Pat and Anna, but she moved to Chicago around the time that the Brown family moved to Olean. She apparently did not stay in touch with her siblings, and the family eventually lost track of her. How amazing that over 80 years after Mary’s death, two descendants were able to connect the dots because of a DNA test!

That is the good side of DNA. Finding answers and breaking down brick walls is wonderful. If you have not added a DNA component to your research plan, I highly recommend it!

But there is another side to DNA. After we learn the science, we are often left wondering about the rest of the story.

I will always wonder why Mary Brown hid her Irish heritage, and I will always wonder if my grandmother knew about Mary’s secrets. Did Mary warn my grandparents that people might not approve of their marriage, or did she remain silent as she watched history repeat itself?

Most of all, though, I will wonder this: If grandpa’s family had known that grandma’s ancestors were Irish Catholic, would it have changed anything at all?

Sadly, there are some questions that cannot be answered with a DNA test.


Citations

  1. Porter County marriage index database, Book 42, p. 238. Index available at http://engagedpatrons.org/database/PCPLS/Marriages/Brief.cfm Book 42, p. 238.
  2. Cook County Clerk. Cook County Clerk Genealogy Records. Cook County Clerk’s Office, Chicago, IL: Cook County Clerk, 2008. (See also: “Illinois Deaths and Stillbirths, 1916-1947,” database, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:N3HT-Q5M : 10 March 2018), Mary Hansen, 09 Apr 1933; Public Board of Health, Archives, Springfield; FHL microfilm 1,893,719.)
  3. “United States Census, 1900,” database with images, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MS7M-F4T : accessed 12 April 2019), Henry O Hansen, Precinct 23 Lake Township Chicago city Ward 31, Cook, Illinois, United States; citing enumeration district (ED) 976, sheet 15A, family 310, NARA microfilm publication T623 (Washington, D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, 1972.); FHL microfilm 1,240,284. (See also: “United States Census, 1910,” database with images, FamilySearch(https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MK8C-FXB : accessed 12 April 2019), Mary Hansen, Chicago Ward 31, Cook, Illinois, United States; citing enumeration district (ED) ED 1345, sheet 10A, family 202, NARA microfilm publication T624 (Washington D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, 1982), roll 277; FHL microfilm 1,374,290.)
  4. “Death Notices,” 10 Apr 1933, Chicago Daily Tribune, Chicago, Illinois, p. 16, col. 8. (Retrieved from newspapers.com.)
  5. Olean, New York, City Directory, 1887-88, p. 32. Retrieved from New York Heritage Digital Collections.
  6. “United States Census, 1870,” database with images, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/3:1:S3HY-6356-T1?cc=1438024&wc=92KB-Y4M%3A518666601%2C519887601%2C518682701 : 22 May 2014), Pennsylvania > Erie > Union > image 74 of 78; citing NARA microfilm publication M593 (Washington, D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, n.d.).
  7. “An Aged Resident Died Yesterday,” 22 Jun 1912, Olean Evening Times, Olean, New York, p. 4, col. 3. (Retrieved from newspapers.com.)


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