Randy Seaver's theme for this week's Saturday Night Genealogy Fun is to introduce geneabloggers to our ancestor with the Most Unique Ancestral Name.
I guess I'm kinda like Thomas on this one -- the names in my tree are so familiar to me that I'm not even seeing anything unusual about them anymore. But since I've been working on a Christmas project this weekend, there is one name that stood out for me last night.
The ancestor I chose to introduce y'all to is Nicholas Frost (1585-1663) -- who is my "Grandpa Frost" -- well, actually, he's my 10th great-grandpa Frost (via his daughter, Elizabeth) -- and he also happens to be a 6th great-grandpa to the great American poet, Robert Frost (1874-1963).
Grandpa Frost (the OTHER one) -- aka Grandfather Frost or Father Frost -- is sorta the equivalent of Santa Claus in Russia -- AND he works with his granddaughter, Snow Maiden, so it's a family affair.
And since my Grandpa Frost's first name is Nicholas, that of course brings to mind good ole St. Nick aka Santa Clause aka Sinterklaas . . .
I found excerpts from Newdick's Season of Frost: an interrupted biography of Robert Frost while searching on Google Books. Regarding Nicholas Frost :-
The founder of Robert Frost's line in America was the Puritan, Nicholas Frost, who may have been on the lower coast of Maine as early as 1632, but who certainly landed with his Devonshire wife, Bertha Cadwalla Frost (b. 1610) and his two sons, John and Charles [ancestor of Robert Frost] -- from "ye Shipp Wulfrana. Alwin Wellborn, Master from Plimouth, Devon" -- in June, 1634, at Little Harbor, now Rye, New Hampshire. After his daughter, Anna, was born there in April, 1636, Nicholas pushed up to the head of Sturgeon Creek, acquired a goodly acreage of land, and settled for life in what is now Eliot, Maine. Despite the fact that he was illiterate -- he signed a petition to Oliver Cromwell with his mark, a combination of N and F -- he served as one of old Kittery's first selectmen.
On July 4, 1650, his wife and daughter were captured by Indians according to Norman S. Frost, whose Frost Genealogy in Five Families, together with Everett A. Stackpole's Old Kittery and Her Families, is the authoritative work on the genealogy of the Frosts on this side of the Atlantic -- "and taken to a camp at the mouth of Sturgeon Creek. Nicholas and his son, Charles, were at York at the time, and on their return, attempted to rescue them, but were unsuccessful. Charles, however, killed a chief and a brave. The next day Charles, his father, and some of the neighbors went back to the camp but were too late. The camp was deserted, only the bodies of Bertha and Anna were found there."
Nicholas died a natural death in 1663 . . .
I cannot help but wonder . . . did my Grandpa or Grandma Frost ever stop to consider how their lives might have turned out if they had travelled down The Road Not Taken instead of, e.g., leaving home and family in 17th century England and sailing on a ship to an unknown land . . .