Lets see. Maternal side: her father: Last name Coryell. Were French Hugenots that came to this country for religious freedom via Holland. Owned Coryell's Ferry (which is now Lambertsville) where George Washington got the boats to cross the river. Also one was a pall bearer for Washington since he was a Mason and the guy that was suppose to be the pall bearer got sick. One owned a toboggen ride in north Jersey I have a copy of the ad somewhere , hope it didn't get lost in the move. The original Coryell was Abraham with 3 sons who are the ancestors of all the Coryell's , Coriell's and other spellings in the US . I had a teacher in high school who I loved whose name was Corell (sp) I have since found out he is related and I found a relative that was a Coryell in the same school who started teaching the year I graduated. My Ggrandfather was one of the first inhabitants of Beachwood NJ. And was honored with a sign on Route 9 years back. Volunteer fireman. as was my grandfather. Supposedly a Lenape indian in the family somewhere of course denied. Sad I would have been proud to know her.
My maternal grandmother was 100% Dutch. Her parents came from Holland. The name was Ammeraal(sp) They lived on a farm . I know not a whole lot more about her family
my adoptive dad was a Marshall from Seaside Park . The only thing I know is his paternal grandfather or great grandfather was married 4 times had 28 children and had his last child born when he was in his 90's
His mother was a Hudson I believe
The only thing I know about my biological father is his name was Harvey Goff and he was Irish from the name and he was something else. I know I have half sisters running around somewhere. My mother was 16 he was 23 and in the military. . .. When I was a teenager my boyfriend came to tell me something after his work one day. Seems a guy at his work knew mr goff. at least from the backside. His comment was if I come home and find goff going out my bedroom window one more time with his clothes in his hands he will have an *** full of buckshot. It had nothing to do with me but I felt sorry for the husband . I guess he was way more patient than I would have been. LOL
My maternal family seems to be so upright, uptight, I wonder what went on behind closed doors. I know my grandfather who I spent the years from 11 to 18 (as did my younger siblings) with after a family upheaval was not a nice person. But to give him credit . He survived polio and a car wreak that smashed his hand and went on to become a master electrcian and a business owner in Pine Beach NJ.