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So my sister’s house was built in 1825 in its current form, which we know from the probate file dating to 11 years later when the first property owner’s will was contested. But a section of it was indeed moved 100 yards from its original location; the original owner’s wife, the heir’s mother, still lived in it. It dates to about 1789, which is around when the property was first purchased.
The deed is extant.
It is signed by Stephen van Rensselaer, who I’ve mentioned here before.
But it is initialed by the secretary who wrote it. And we haven’t verified this, but the initials are A dot H, and for a time Van Rensselaer did indeed have Alexander Hamilton working for him.
(After 1780, Hamilton was a relative by marriage; Eliza Schuyler’s mother was a van Rensselaer, as I’ve geeked out about before.)
Anyway. My mother the historian thinks it improbable Hamilton would have had time to be up in Poestenkill writing a deed, but the deed is in the town hall so we can go look sometime. I’ll let y'all know.
Next order of business: making my parents listen to Hamilton. My father still has accepted rock n roll music as a thing so I doubt he’d appreciate it beyond as a novelty, but my mom may be more receptive.

So my sister’s house was built in 1825 in its current form, which we know from the probate file dating to 11 years later when the first property owner’s will was contested. But a section of it was indeed moved 100 yards from its original location; the original owner’s wife, the heir’s mother, still lived in it. It dates to about 1789, which is around when the property was first purchased.
The deed is extant.
It is signed by Stephen van Rensselaer, who I’ve mentioned here before.
But it is initialed by the secretary who wrote it. And we haven’t verified this, but the initials are A dot H, and for a time Van Rensselaer did indeed have Alexander Hamilton working for him.
(After 1780, Hamilton was a relative by marriage; Eliza Schuyler’s mother was a van Rensselaer, as I’ve geeked out about before.)
Anyway. My mother the historian thinks it improbable Hamilton would have had time to be up in Poestenkill writing a deed, but the deed is in the town hall so we can go look sometime. I’ll let y'all know.
Next order of business: making my parents listen to Hamilton. My father still has accepted rock n roll music as a thing so I doubt he’d appreciate it beyond as a novelty, but my mom may be more receptive.
