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Welcome To My Home Page
I am building this web site so that future generations will not have as much trouble tracking their roots. Also I want to share with other Hadley's our line from George Hadley who came to the United States in the 1600's. George had married Mary Proctor. George's father was also named George. The elder George was married to Elizabeth Spooner. |
Hadley Family Crest
Hadley Family Motto "GOD IS MY HELP"
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NAMES RESEARCHING
Anthony, Gillis, Hadley, Martin,Perrin, Powers, Proctor, Sargent, Webster, Wiggins, Wittaker and other names that come up along the way. Check back for updates.
Nichols, my mothers side will have a seperate site dedicated to her side of the family.
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My line from George Hadley and Elizabeth Spooner
George and Elizabeth George Hadley and Mary Proctor Samuel Hadley and Jane Martin George Hadley and Sarah Wiggins Samuel Hadley and Sarah Wittaker Amos Hadley and Dolly Sargent Samuel Hadley and Rachel Gillis Ira Hadley and Sarah Powers Samuel Greene Hadley and Sarah Jane Anthony George Henry Hadley and Jennie Belle Webster Harold Samuel Hadley and Margaret Louise Perrin Walter George Hadley and Myrtle Agnes Nichols (My Parents)
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Official Program for the four days of the Hadley Quarter Millennial Celebration
Hadley Massachusetts Celebration.
Song of Hadley
In the story of the ages, Told by poets and by sages Where the world's great cities shine, On imperishable pages Stands no name more loved than thine, Dear Old Hadley
Chorus: And we sing thy praises gladly, Elm bow'red, tranquil Hadley; Let no lip salute thee sadly, Dear Old Hadley! Dear Old Hadley!
Where the long, bright river going, Southward clasps thee in it flowing, Sitting in tthine ancient seat, Thou art reaping of thy sowing, With thy children round thy feet, Mother Hadley
And we sing thy praises gladly, Elm bow'red, tranquil Hadley; Let no lip salute thee sadly, Mother Hadley! Mother Hadley!
There are two more versus to this song.
(words by Julia Taft Bayne, and Music by Clifton Johnson)
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