The source of the joy Henry found in life had to be found in his parents.
Against the will of the Conklins and Livingstons, Henry Livingston Sr. and Susannah Conklin had
eloped. While in church with her maid, Susannah complained of the heat and slipped outside.
When the maid went looking for her, Susannah was nowhere to be found. A vagrant enlightened the
searchers that young Harry Livingston had ridden up, and taken Susannah up with him and then
ridden off down the road.
From the unusual compliment on her tombstone, affectionate, Henry Sr. and Susannah obviously had
fifty-one wonderful years of marriage.