The following is taken from “ My Boyhood Home” By Roscoe L. Whitman
	Susan and Roscoe Whitman

“There were many other incidents in my boyhood on this old farm, hut probably my life there was no different than that of the average boy--even to the extent of making every possible maneuver to keep out of school, which oh, so many times, I have since recognized as the greatest and most costly mistake of my whole life.

Unlike the children of today, I was not brought up in rompers and play-suits, but in gingham dresses with long curls hanging down my back. At four years of age, I had my first knickerbocker suit – tan with black bindings – but it was not until I was first sent to school in September 1875 that my mother permitted cutting off the curls. These curls were preserved many years in a glass-top box, but in the course of the many changes of family life, the box was lost.

The one-story-and-a-half frame house, painted white, was a typical old fashioned, comparatively small farm home. The main building was about 40-feet square to which was a good-sized kitchen and pantry added in the rear. In the kitchen was running water from a spring on the hill some fifty yards in the rear of the tenant house across the road. In the rear of the kitchen, my father built a wood shed about 1873. I recall the year, for my parents on many occasions, told of when I was three years old, father had the frame work up for the wood shed. I had climbed a ladder and crawled out on one of the beams which was some ten feet above the ground. There I was discovered by my mother who did not dare to call him, but went into the kitchen, told my father of my danger and promptly fainted. While the hired girl was bringing my mother back to consciousness, my father went to the wood shed and instead of shouting at me, which if he had done so, might have caused me to fail, laughed and encouraged me, but at the same time, he was mounting that ladder and out on the beam to grab me. I was too young to remember what happened later, but I imagine I received what usually happens to venturesome boys. My 68th birthday, Sept 25, 1937”.

Source: Betty W. Acker, 2000

Lineage: Zilpha Abigail (Wescott) Whitman 9, Hamilton Wescott 8, Reuben Jr. 7, Reuben 6, Stukely 5, Stukely 4, Stukely 3, Jeremiah 2, Stukely 1