Clan Henderson

[Marauder75]

Originally Posted by Scotland2001

Maiden name was Henderson born in Edinburgh, moved to the USA when I was 2. Visit with my family in Fife ocassionally. Want to stay in touch.

My ancestors came from Fife (Alexander Henderson ) Crail, Fife 1703 married Jennet Elmslie born Crail, Fife circa 1707.
Any chance we are related?
I live in Massachusetts

[wullie m]

Marauder, you're in luck Buddy, you couldn't have posted at a better time. The Henderson's castle in Fife, is up for sale. Google, Fordell Castle for sale!
wullie m

[Marauder75]

Originally Posted by wullie m

Marauder, you're in luck Buddy, you couldn't have posted at a better time. The Henderson's castle in Fife, is up for sale. Google, Fordell Castle for sale!
wullie m

I knew the castle was for sale, just wish I had the money to buy it.

[wullie m]

The castle used to be owned by a crackpot Tory lawyer named Nicolas Fairbairn, I think he's in a wee mausoleum on the lawn, a bargain for somebody! If it was mine, I'd have a JCB in there toot sweet! Cheers, Wullie m

[poppy10]

Originally Posted by bevjeffery

In reply to your message, my name is beverley jeffery, from the Isle of wight my father james barclay henderson is first cousin to annie and nessie henderson. My father was born in inverkeithing in scotland my grandmothers name was helen barclay henderson and my grandfather was william henderson.Looking forward to any replies to my message date of this massage 04/04/04 my e mail address if anyone would like to contact me is peterjeffery@wight356.net

Beverley I tried the e-mail address above, not working.
My Helen Barclay b 1925 married William Henderson in Kirkcaldy 1945.
Would they be your grandparents? They also had a daughter.
Hope to hear from you.

[Breeks]

My maternal grandfather was Henderson. Jim 'Pop' Henderson from Aberdeen originally I think, he's been dead since 1969 when I was 3. He served with the Dover Patrol during WW1, inter war he spent 7 years with the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders becoming colour sergeant I believe. He was a joiner to trade in civy st, and during WW2 he built barracks for US troops, and made trees etc resemble anti aircraft guns etc.
He came back to Scotland after the war to set up his own sawmill, and with the insurance papers on the mantlepiece yet to be posted, he tragically had an accident with the saw, severing 3 and half fingers, and ending his sawmill career. He apparently had a fine temper too.
My only recollection was him stopping me sucking my thumb saying that it would shrink and disappear like his did, showing me the stumps of his own fingers. Sounds cruel, but it was all good fun.