Hi Roberta - (and this is a bit Twilight Zone-ish since my late sister-in-law was named Roberta...and wait, it gets better...)
Yes, I imagine that the Joe Brush you mention is indeed family. My dad's name was Joseph M. Brush, and my oldest brother (now deceased) was Joseph M. Brush II (my dad didn't like that "Junior" stuff, hence my brother was Joseph M. Brush the Second. This oldest brother was the one who married Roberta.
Anyway, back around 1959 I actually made a trek out to Riverhead with my dad to visit the Brush family there, and it was a big deal because we have a photo of "Three Joe Brushes" - my dad, his second cousin, and his second cousin's son, also named Joe Brush. Perhaps the son is the Joe Brush you are referring to. My oldest brother was a fourth Joe Brush, so they were EVERYWHERE. We never kept up well with that branch of the family.
Just to keep the chicken thread going here, all this was long before there were Marans common on the landscape, but there is a story about my dad's uncles "appropriating" some Silkies from one of the Rockefeller estates where they worked for my dad. My grandmother made them return them! Ah, Brush chicken thieves in my past....the shame of it all!
Small world.
Sam
Yes, I imagine that the Joe Brush you mention is indeed family. My dad's name was Joseph M. Brush, and my oldest brother (now deceased) was Joseph M. Brush II (my dad didn't like that "Junior" stuff, hence my brother was Joseph M. Brush the Second. This oldest brother was the one who married Roberta.
Anyway, back around 1959 I actually made a trek out to Riverhead with my dad to visit the Brush family there, and it was a big deal because we have a photo of "Three Joe Brushes" - my dad, his second cousin, and his second cousin's son, also named Joe Brush. Perhaps the son is the Joe Brush you are referring to. My oldest brother was a fourth Joe Brush, so they were EVERYWHERE. We never kept up well with that branch of the family.
Just to keep the chicken thread going here, all this was long before there were Marans common on the landscape, but there is a story about my dad's uncles "appropriating" some Silkies from one of the Rockefeller estates where they worked for my dad. My grandmother made them return them! Ah, Brush chicken thieves in my past....the shame of it all!
Small world.
Sam