Alfred Blazey (b. 8 Oct 1869 in
Drayton, Norfolk), second son of
Samuel Blazey and Elizabeth Wiggins, married
Margaret Jane Webb (b. 2 Feb 1877 in
Battersea, London), daughter of Frederick Potter Webb and Alice Mary Allen, on
24 Feb 1901, at
St Peter's Church,
Black Lion Lane,
Hammersmith. Witnesses were Frederick Potter Webb, bride's father and Eleanor Wood.
Then, on 1 Nov 1906, Alfred and Margaret Blazey embarked, in Liverpool, on the
RMS Empress of Britain, bound for Quebec, Canada.
The couple didn't have any children of their own, but took in a child, who was thereafter known as Frank Blazey.
From FamilySearch, "
Frank was born in 1911 in Red Deer Alberta. He was the son of Arthur Sheraton Reed and Jane Thomas. Jane passed shortly after his birth, and Frank was given to childless neighbors to look after while his father and brothers re-arranged their life. Frank was taken by Alfred Blazey and Margaret Webb to Ontario without his family's knowledge and was "lost" until making contact with them again in about 1965. He was overjoyed to be re-united with his 4 brothers, and many other family members after being raised as a seemingly "only child".
Margaret Blazey (52) Housewife, sails, again (appears to have been travelling alone) from Liverpool to Quebec, this time on the
SS Letitia, on 19 Oct 1929, giving 10 Piggot Street, Limehouse, London as her last address in the UK.
The death notice in The Toronto Star for
their adopted (kidnapped) son Frank Blazey, mentions brothers, Art Reed, Creston, B.C. and Ernie Reed, Red Deer, Alberta, and and a cousin,
Ernest Blazey (son of Frederick John Blazey and grandson of William Blazey, Alfred's father, Samuel's youngest brother.)
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| PS: It really is a small world |
Alfred Blazey's brother,
Francis Blazey - both cousins of my
paternal grandmother - had ended up in the very next street to where various members of my
maternal grandfather's family had lived in London's East End, which was surprising enough given that -
so we thought - the two sides of my family came from very different parts of the UK and Ireland. That Alfred's - my
paternal grandmother's cousin - final address should be little more than a ten minute drive from where my
maternal grandfather's grandfather,
Dan Tompson, had lived and died only nine years earlier, is astonishing.