First Presbyterian Church of Yorktown, NY

While my wife went to her dentist in Yorktown, NY the other day I decided to check out this church, which I had often passed but never visited.

According to the church’s website:

Our church was born in 1730 as an assembly that convened weekly for the worship of God. The church leased a 220-acre tract in 1737, and built a meeting house in 1738. Itinerant preachers provided worship leadership until the church called its first resident pastor in 1761.

During the Revolutionary War, the church became an arsenal and barracks, and a meeting place for the patriots. British troops destroyed the parsonage and storehouse in early June 1779, and burned the church to the ground shortly after. There is a monument in front of the church, celebrating the all-black First Rhode Island Regiment, which figured prominently in the British raid on Yorktown in 1779.

After the war, the church constructed the second building on this site, in 1785.

Under the leadership of the second pastor, the church gradually took on the Congregational form of government. This led to a division in the church in 1806,with one portion creating a Congregational Church on Granite Springs Road. The two churches were reunited after 60 years, in 1865. Our church still owns and maintains the East Yard Cemetery at the site of the Congregational Church. Among the buried of the East Yard Cemetery are 30-40 black members of that church. Both the East Yard Cemetery and the current church building are listed as sites on the Westchester African-American Heritage Trail.

The present building replaced the 1785 structure in January 1840. Worship and Sunday School services were held in this one building until 1930. Since then, there have been numerous building additions. In 1985, the church restored the 1840 Sanctuary to its original appearance. In 1998, the church expanded the Christian Education Building, and created a passageway between the CE Building and the original Sanctuary.

The church as seen from the graveyard.

Graveyard with (I’m guessing) the parsonage in the background.

Taken with a Sony RX-100 M3.

Old Gravestone

The inscription has deteriorated badly in places to the point where it can no longer be read. However, the second part (where most of the damage occurs is taken from a well known hymn “Unveil Thy Bosom, Faithful Tomb” with words by Isaac Watts, 1734 and music from George Frideric Handel. It reads:

In memory of Peter
son of Elias and Charity Quereau;
who died Dec 22d, 1818
aged 1 year 7 months and 16 days.

Unvail thy bosom faithful tomb,
Take this new treasure to thy trust
And give these sacred relics room,
To seek a slumber in their native dust.

No pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear
Invade thy bounds, no mortal woes,
Can reach the lonely slumber here,
For angels watch in soft repose

It seems there are additional verses, one version of which is shown below:

So Jesus slept; Gods dying Son
Passed through the grave, and blessed the bed:
Rest here, fair saint till from His throne
The morning break and pierce the shage;
Rest here, fair saint, till from His throne
The morning break and pierce the shade.

Break from His throne, illustrious morn!
Attend, O earth! His sovereign Word:
Restore thy trust: a glorious form
She must ascend to meet her Lord;
Restore thy trust: a glorious form
She must ascend to meet her Lord!
Restore thy trust: a glorious form
She must ascend to meet her Lord!

I haven’t been able to find much information about Elias Quereau (1777 – 1841) other than that he was a doctor. He married Charity Rhodes (1780 – 1847) and they had eight children, one of which was called Peter. He seems to have been the son of another Elias Quereau: a Tory loyalist and founder of the Yorktown Baptist Church (now the Community Church of Yorktown) where I came across this gravestone.

Taken with a Sony Alpha 500 and Tamron A18 AF 118-250mm f3.5-6.3.

St. Philip’s Church in the Highlands

Of all the churches in our area I think this one is my favorite, possibly because it reminds me of St. Mary’s Church in Sandbach, Cheshire, UK where I grew up.

It’s located in Garrison, NY and I’ve posted about it before (see: St. Philip’s Church in the Highlands, Garrison). However, this is a different view and this one is in black and white where the other one was in color.

It has a rich history documented in some detail (accompanied by illustrations) in the history section of the church’s website.

I’ve always been fascinated by Benedict Arnold and so was interested to discover that there is a plaque inside the church which reads:

In memory of Colonel Beverley Robinson
Churchwarden 1770-1777
Who under God was
The founder of this Parish.
Born at Middlesex in Virginia 1722
Died at Bath in England 1792.

I already knew that Arnold was staying at the Beverley House when he fled, but the church’s website provides additional information:

At the outbreak of the Revolutionary War, Beverly Robinson, by then one of the wealthiest and most influential men in North America, was asked by his friend, John Jay, to sign an oath of allegiance to the newly created United States of America. Robinson declined Jay’s invitation.

By all accounts a fine man, a good landlord and devout Christian, Robinson chose to remain loyal to his British heritage, and refused to become part of the rebellion. In May 1777, he raised the Loyal American Legion. He served during the war years as a Loyalist Colonel in British Intelligence, leading agents made up of local citizens that aided the British armed forces. He helped plan and fought in the successful British conquest of Forts Montgomery and Clinton in October 1777.

In 1778, his home in Garrison was taken for the use of the Continental army, and Benedict Arnold came to occupy it in the summer of 1780, when he took up his post as commandant of West Point. Robinson’s entire estates were confiscated in 1779 on the establishment of the State government in New York.

Robinson was part of the plot, conceived by Benedict Arnold and the British spy, Major John Andre, to deliver the fortifications at West Point to the British. Robinson was on board the British ship, HMS Vulture, which Andre left to go ashore near Stony Point to meet Arnold and obtain the plans on Thursday, September 21, 1780. However, American cannon fire drove the Vulture back down the Hudson and Andre was forced to find another way back to British lines.

Dressed in civilian clothes, Andre was captured on Saturday, September 23. On the morning of Monday, September 25, Arnold learned that the plot had been uncovered and rode fullspeed to the landing where his barge waited. He ordered his men to row him to the Vulture, where he told the waiting Beverly Robinson of the plot’s failure.

Robinson and his family left for England at the close of the Revolution. Robinson died there in 1792, never returning to the Hudson River Valley. Some of the most touching early records of our church include letters, written after the war by Beverly Robinson to his old friend, John Jay, pleading for the restitution of his fortune and property. Jay’s letters in response simply say, “I’m sorry. It’s not possible!”

I also discovered that he’s buried in Bath Abbey in the town of Bath, UK where, co-incidentally our eldest daughter studied.

Taken with a Sony NEX 5N and Sony E 18-55mm F3.5-5.6 OSS

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A Walk to Doodletown – June Cemetery

Ironically the only thing that’s “alive” about Doodletown is its cemeteries. I say that they are “alive”, because former Doodletown inhabitants can still be interred here, should they so choose. I believe that there are two cemeteries (as well as the site of the first June cemetery), one of which is still active, but in the short time I had available I was only able to find this one. According to a nearby marker: “Second June Cemetery. Caleb June (1802-1879) willed this property to his heirs in 1871 for a burying ground. Many of the later generations of the founding June families are interred here. It is still in use.”.

Taken with a Sony RX100 M3.

Helmsley Mausoleum, Sleepy Hollow Cemetery

According to Waymarking.com:

Harry and Leona Helmsley were two of America’s and wealthiest (sic) property owner. They made billions in real estate, owning many of the country’s most prestigious properties including the Empire State Building. Their lavish lifestyle and questionable business practices drew the attention of federal investigators which lead to charges of tax evasion. Harry who was in poor health was too frail to plead died in 1997. However, Leona who had reportedly utter the now famous words, “Only little people pay taxes,” was fined and sentenced to 16-years in prison but served only 19-months. Harry died in 1997 and was originally entombed at Woodlawn Cemetery in New York City. Leona disliked the setting so much that she built the mausoleum here and had Harry re-interred in 2004. Leona died in 2007 and is entombed beside Harry.

The Helmsley Mausoleum is the final resting place of billionaire real estate moguls Harry and Leona Helmsley. The private mausoleum complete with stained glass was built in 2004 at a cost of more than $1.4-million dollars. It sits on a wooded hillside in the northern most section of the cemetery, near such notable figures as Walter Chrysler and William Rockefeller.

Leona also specified that her dog Trouble (to whom she bequeathed $12 million – later whittled down to $2 million) also be buried in the Mausoleum. Unfortunately NY State law does not allow this. Trouble passed away in 2011 (see: NY Times. Cosseted Life and Secret End of a Millionaire Maltese). What happened to the remains? According to the NY Times article:

Trouble was cremated and her remains were “privately retained,” said a spokeswoman for the Helmsley Trust. In her will, Mrs. Helmsley asked that Trouble’s remains be buried alongside her own, in the Helmsley mausoleum at the Sleepy Hollow Cemetery in Westchester County. But Jim Logan, a member of the cemetery’s board, said Mrs. Helmsley’s lawyers knew the cemetery would abide by regulations that forbid the interring of nonhuman remains at human cemeteries. That said, mausoleums are considered private property and the Helmsley family had its own key.

Might Trouble be buried alongside her mistress? “In all honesty,” Mr. Logan said, “we don’t know.”

Taken with an Olympus OM2-n MD and 50mm f1.8 F-Zuiko auto-s.