McCann Family History

Benjamin, born in Bulter Ohio, and Caroline "Carrie" McCann met & married in Ohio had 5 children, three daughters, Malacy, Ann, & Emma and two sons William "Frank", and Joseph Alpheus "Al" McCann. 

The McCann clan lived in Ramsey Illinois during the Civil war, and later moved onto Winfield, Kansas before finally settling in Barry County Missouri in a place know then as Sugar Creek that would later be come to know as Seligman Missouri. 

Benjamin was a carpenter and farmer by trade, and his sons followed in his footsteps building many of the towns buildings, homes and area bridges for the Frisco railroad.

Frank married Hattie Beirly and had three children Mildred, Lillian, and Benjamin "Bennie" McCann. 

Al met and married Alice Yount they had 7 children Josie, Maynita, Lenna, Nettie, Georgia, Chloe and their only son LaVoughn who died in infancy. 

About the same time as the LaVoughn's death, Lenna who was young gave birth to a son out of wedlock, Wayne L McCann who was raised as the son of Al and Alice. 

Al and Alice made their homestead on 200 acres in Seligman on the edge of town and remained there until their deaths. They are buried in Seligman Cemetery with their children Lenna, Mayinta, and Georgia Jeff, and her husband George Jeff, and their Grandson Wayne. 

Frank and Hattie are also buried there along with Benjamin and Caroline. 

Josie McCann Thompson was buried in Eldorado Kansas.

Nettie McCann Payne was buried in Idaho. 

Chloe McCann Roley was buried near her home in Grantspass Oregon. 

Georgia an George owned the family farm until George's death, then Wayne moved from California to help care for the farm.  the land was still in Georgia's name and was passed down to her son Charles and his wife Jewel. 

Once Georgia died, the land was then sold to a developer who had the trees cleared, ponds filled in, and pastures sold off, the reamining land was sectioned off, and is not recognizable due to development. 

The old homestead built in 1902, burned to the ground around 1984 during a storm. 

This is the house where I spent the majority of my teenage years, this is where I learned to make homemade butter, to cook on a wood burning stove and to sew clothing on the very treadle machines that my great great great grandmother once sewed the clothes for the burials and weddings in Seligman.  

You can bet that nearly every time I visit I hug at least one of the trees in the grove of sugar maples that were planted by my great great great grandfather and once stood by the home providing syrup, shade and wind breakage, and still stand strong and proud