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Sunday’s Obituary: Jacob Deyoe dies in Kalamazoo

Jacob Deyoe died in Kalamazoo, Michigan, at the home of his daughter. His short obituary ran in the Detroit Free Press out of Detroit, Michigan on Monday, 10 January 1898.

His obituary reads:

Kalamazoo, Mich., January 9 – (Special) – Jacob Deyoe died to-day at the home of his daughter, Mrs. James Mills, from a stroke of paralysis, aged 80 years.

If Jacob died at 80 in 1898, then he would have been born in 1818 – give or take a year. Find A Grave puts his birth date as 11 July 1820.

However, I found a 59 year old Jacob Deyoe living in Kalamazoo in 1880. He was a farmer living with his 59 year old wife Cynthia, his 38 year old daughter Elizabeth Mills, a 38 year old “boarder” James Mills and seven year old grandson Harry Mills. Jacob and Cynthia were both born in New York.

Elizabeth’s death certificate notes that her parents – Jacob Deyoe and Cynthia Conklin – were both born in New York. Elizabeth and Jacob had both been born in Waterloo. Elizabeth was born in 1847.

Jacob’s death certificate shows he is now a widower who had been married 25 years. He was born in Seneca County, NY to William DeYoe and Hettie Clute. His parents were both born in Saratoga County, NY. He died of apoplexy and is buried in the Riverside Cemetery in Kalamazoo, Michigan.

Jacob may or may not be related to my husband’s Deyoe line. A branch did end up in Michigan but, to be honest, there are so many Deyoe family members that I have not traced all the side branches!

Sources:
Ancestry.com. Michigan, Death Records, 1867-1950 [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc., 2015.

Detroit Free Press. (Detroit, Michigan), 10 January 1898.

Year: 1880; Census Place: Comstock, Kalamazoo, Michigan; Roll: 586; Family History Film: 1254586; Page: 62C; Enumeration District: 129; Image: 0126


Sunday’s Obituary is a genealogical prompt of GeneaBloggers.

© Jeanne Ruczhak-Eckman, 2016

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