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Road to the Cemetery

Brick Pond Road is very short, several houses along the way. When you come to the very end the pavement ends and you see this little path....just keep going ahead and up ahead where you see the sunshine spot, turn left and you are there. Matthew Watson dedicated this entrance in perpetuity forever so that Watsons could come and pay respects. Pretty neat !

Watson Cemetery, Brick Pond Road

This is the little cemetery, so pretty and very peaceful. Most of those buried there are Watsons but there are a few others. The man from the Library/Historical group told me that some were close friends and neighbors. Note to rock wall that surrounds it except for one little opening (upper right just before you get to the monument, so folks could come and go.

Watson Monument

Matthew Watson (1741-1801) and his wife Avis are both buried here in Barrington, he was the son of Matthew who lived to be 107. Matthew and Avis erected this monument to his parents after their deaths.

Through the woods ....

This is the path through the woods from the cemetery to Brick Pond. You get the most wonderful feeling of peace there - no noise, no traffic - and it really almost takes you back in time to when Matthew and Bethiah owned 2000-3000 acres of this property. Today it is a lovely neighborhood to one side of the pond and a green belt the rest of the way around the pond..........

Brick Pond

This is Brick Pond as it was the first week in October. The pond is a short distance from the cemetery, a really pretty little walk through the woods. The swans were happy to see me. The pond is much larger than it looks in this photo - it was formed when the brickmakers had used so much clay that the water seeped in and made this lovely spot.

Way Up Yonder in R.I.

Here B Yo Mama astandin by them 2 gravestones. These folks B my Ann-Cestors and they B yours too. These 2 stones is a garding the resting spot of Matthew Watson born in Ireland in 1696. He married Bethiah Reed in 1732/33 (not twice but just one of them dates) in Barrington. He lived to be 107, he died in 1803. Lived in parts of 3 centuries. He and his wife built a magnificient home with marble fireplaces, Dutch tiles and a woolen carpet made by Bethiah. They had the first wall paper in town. People came from far and near and it is said that men visitors would not come into the house but just stood in the doorway and admired the carpet, they were afraid they would get it dirty. My right hand is on the stone of Bethiah, Matthew is to my left.

Flat Stanley came and stayed

Jes I-magin Yo Mama's shock when a black boy in a black bikini kam to visit me and Mr Hal and Miss Lucy Poop Jones. This kid had yeller eyes and wanted to see what wuz a goin on over here in our Culture. We ain't got much culture but we do has lotsa water and boats around and Y.M guesses that is a kinda culture. We done showed him a good time. He was a standin in the bak door looking out and saw Lucy, she was huntin I-Guanas. Gits a cookie 4 ever one she chases N-2 the water. Big dog smart dog. Flat Stanley went home late last week and I B guessin he telling sum tales to them 2nd graders this week. Wishin I cud B a fly on the wall.............