I haven't made it back past the beginning of the 18th century in my genealogical research yet, so the last Hammond I found was John H. Hammond, a Maryland ship builder. The family orginated from the southern part of England, according to one of my Maryland first cousins. Two of them married women from Virginia (my grandmother) and Pennysylvania, but the family primarily stayed in Maryland. My dad was the exception. He moved to California when he was 18.
My Hammonds have an interesting history. My dad was born in an old farmhouse on the Antietam Battlefield and grew up on the banks of Antietam Creek near the famous
stone bridge crossed by both Confederate and Union soldiers. Antietam was the bloodiest battle recorded during the war and when I stood there, I swear I could hear the cries of dying soldiers. (Same thing happened on Custer's Battlefield). Very creepy!
Thanks for caring. My Mother says the same thing. She doesn't know how she would have made it without her faith and her church friends. My daughter doesn't understand how God could take her young husband when there's so many people out there that should not be living. All those murderers on death row, why are they still alive? I guess the old saying, "the good die young" is really true. While evil lives on.
Yes! I'd love for you to be my Crimespace friend. Maybe I didn't punch the right button to select you. I'll try it again.
Thank you so much for your kind words. My life of "Crime" doesn't come close to your exciting adventures in life. Hope you can buy my books and read them. Let me know what you think. I learn from criticism.
Your faith must be amazing. Thank God for so many things. When my father and my son-in-law died within two weeks of each other, it was almost unbearable. My mother and daughter are still having a hard time. Bill left a four-year-old son for my daughter to raise alone. My parents were married for almost 63 years. My mother misses him so much, but she has her faith. So do you.