Welcome to A Monmouth County Reunion! It's a place where our ancestors gather. It's also a place to hear their stories. They are people who were born here, migrated here, and even people who never made it here but their children and grandchildren came. Though my dad was a Bennett and my mom a Cook, there are so many old Monmouth families represented here we decided to call it a reunion. Documenting sources is extremely important but understand information is still being added. Like most genealogies it is never finished. You may find in time some brief articles about doing family history in Monmouth as well. Thanks for coming. You are welcome to pull up a stool and lend a hand.
Married Ellie Capon Had 5 children: Susan, John, Steve, Frank, Lilly
Dan Jones
Dan Jones
Immigrated from Ireland
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Peter Ryan
Peter Ryan
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Roy Robbins
Roy Robbins
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Barry Rogers
Barry Rogers
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Albert Ross
Albert Ross
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Alvy Boardman
Alvy Boardman
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Paul Johnson
Paul Johnson
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The Chosen
We are the chosen. In each family there is one who seems called to find the ancestors. To put flesh on their bones and make them live again. To tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve. Doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing life into all who have gone before. We are the story tellers of the tribe. All tribes have one. We have been called, as it were, by our genes. Those who have gone before cry out to us: Tell our story. So, we do. In finding them, we somehow find ourselves. How many graves have I stood before now and cried? I have lost count. How many times have I told the ancestors, "You have a wonderful family; you would be proud of us.". How many times have I walked up to a grave and felt somehow there was love there for me? I cannot say. It goes beyond just documenting facts. It goes to who I am, and why I do the things I do.