Garrett Wilson was my grandmother Grace Hicks' second cousin. The picture of him here is a detail from a photograph showing Garry with Grace and her siblings and their goat cart, taken in 1896. Garry was 14 at the time; my grandmother was 7. Garrett was born in 1882, the son of Franklin P. and Hannah (Van Duyne) Wilson. He was named for his grandfather Garrett Van Duyne, who died in 1858 at the age of 31 (my great grandfather, Charles Garrett Hicks, was named for him, too).
Hannah (Van Duyne) Wilson died when Garrett was only 3, in 1885. His father married again in 1889, to Isabelle Tichenor, and had another son, Franklin P. Wilson, junior, born about 1892. Garrett lived with his Van Duyne grandmother from about 1892 to 1900; I'm not sure if he was sent away because of family problems, but I suspect that.
In the summer of 1902, when he was first arrested, he was 20 years old. He was a natty young man "wearing clothing of expensive material, cut in the latest fashion, and having the appearance of being very well connected." He was charged with check fraud and tip selling at the Brighton Beach racetrack. But that was only part of what he had been up to. His step-grandmother explained to a persistent Brooklyn Eagle reporter that Garrett had told them that he was part of a group of disaffected young middle-class men known as the Bedford Gang.
This was news to me. Then I found his obituary - he died in 1916, at the age of 33 - which omitted the criminal career and spoke only of his 12 years in vaudeville and burlesque theater. I didn't know about that, either - until yesterday.
| Fulton and Bedford, 1942 [NYPL] |
About 1905, Garrett joined a burlesque troupe, which I want to write about, too. He became quite a well-known part of the vaudeville and burlesque world in Brooklyn and New York.
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In the months to come, I am also going to write about another Hicks I discovered recently - Charles Hewlett Hicks, a brother of my gg grandfather Daniel Losee Hicks. He was one of the original 49ers and was in California by about 1851. I've been able to find out a fair amount about his life there, and it is quite a story.
I see a book in all of this: the Gold Street Murder, the Gold Rush, vaudeville, gangs, arsenical tragedies, brawling photographers, divorce and scandal* - all in one reasonably small family group. I've been thinking about this and working on it for a while. And every time I find another startling story, I think: you really have to do this.
I have another book project going, too - also having to do with New York history.** So I'm struggling with the problem of how to balance blogging and freelancing with that. If I don't post as much on some of my other blogs, well - that's why!
So what I write here will be the shorter version (partly because a blog is no place to write long chapters and also because, yes, I would like to have an audience for a future book!). As I work on all this, I'll post short, interesting glimpses of the past that I find - like the last post about Emily Speakers.
*I won't link all the stories, but the links will take you to a few of the main ones.
**I'll just tell you that it has to do with women's history and hasn't really been done before - I think. That's all I want to say for now!
