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I have been researching my family line for about 8 years. My father was born in Mossley Ashton under lyne in 1919. His parents were Samuel Booth and Rachel Pacey nee Kendrick.Samuel Booth came back from the war to discover Eliza his girlfriend having an affair with his brother Fred. Samuel left the area and met up with Rachel whom he set up home with and had his other children. He was employed in the Cotton mills, his hobby was clog dancing and used to spend his spare time Clog dancing around the local pubs and clubs. Rachel died at the age of 41, she had 11 Children in all. Two from her marriage to Earnest Pacey, and nine with Samuel Booth. This following text came from Trudy a third cousin. An extract from a letter sent to Colin Booth 4th Aug 1992. From Trudy Whelan 7 Cheshire St Mossley 4th Aug 1992 I was most interested to read your letter in " In Touch" Saturday August 1st 1992. Unfortunately I cannot help in your search for your immediate relations but as I read your letter a curious incident from long ago was brought vividly to mind and confirmed my belief that somewhere in Manchester lived three cousins and their families, whom I had met this one occasion only. So that you may fully understand the basis of this story I will start at the very beginning as I know it. My father John Booth was the youngest of four children born in Mossley ( a small town about 10 miles N. E. of Manchester) To John Booth and his wife Jane nee Milhench. The eldest Samuel born 1884, Annie 1886, Ferderick 1891, John 1895. mum Jane died in 1900, dad John senior in 1926 Samuel Married Eliza Schofield, in 1913 a daughter Alice was born to them, sadly Alice died in 1917. Samuel served in the army and on returning home on leave sometime during the war years he found that Eliza was having an affair with his younger brother Frederick. So Sam left them to it and went on his own way. Meanwhile my father and mother started their family. John born 1920, Mary born 1922, and myself Trudy (full name Gertrude) 1924. We lived in a small house with only one bedroom in Upper Mossley until April 1929 by which time the family had the addition of twin boys born 29 Aug 1928 so I am sure the event which I speak must have taken place before the end of Aug 1928. My brother and sister and myself shared a double bed in one bedroom of the house. On awakening one morning I was filled with amazement and not a little puzzled, for there at the bottom of our bed fast asleep lay three little boys dressed in our spare sets of pyjamas. I have no other memory of that day because I was too young at the time to understand what wad going on, but that picture has remained impressed on my mind. I learned much later from my mother that what had happened was that uncle Sam, of whom nothing had been heard for years had suddenly turned up on our doorstep with his three little boys and their mother completely destitute having been evicted or done a moonlight. (Which was commonplace in those days because everybody was so poor.) from their house in Manchester. My father who was always very sympathetic to his elder brother Sam when Fred stole Eliza, he could not condone his actions in what he considered to be the same situation. i.e. living over the brush with another mans wife, so Sam, his three little boys and their mother were given sanctuary for one night only, I never set eyes on my strange bed mates again as far as I know. I have no recollection of what any of their faces were like or of their mother. I vaguely remember seeing uncle Sam at least once after that and he was alone. Why I know I must have seen him again is because I know he was very similar to my dad, in fact just an older version, same in looks and height about 5’ 3" or 4" whereas uncle Fred was much taller. My dad was only 5 when his mother died he had a pretty rough life as a child, being sadly neglected by his father. (Who found consolation in drink after the death of his wife.) He had to fend for
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