
Est. Jamaica · 1879
DiFamilyTree
Stronger Together.
DiFamilyTree is the private, invitation-only family website of the Hawthorne and Gaynor families. Approved family members sign in with Google to explore the family tree, share photos and stories, and stay connected across the world.
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The island, then · the family, then
Jamaica as the founders knew it. The family as it grew.










Island photographs c. 1890–1910 by A. Duperly & Sons, H.S. Duperly, and Dr James Johnston of Brown’s Town — the family’s own market town; public domain. Family photographs from the family’s own album. The pictures change each visit — come back and turn the page.
Jamaica · two houses
It begins in two places at once.
In Friendship, the Gaynor line begins with Alfred — Ma’s Fred, to the family — born 1879, whose nine children carried the name into the world. And in Buxton, the Hawthorne line grows around Frederick Hawthorne and the children who carried his.

The union
Then two lines became one tree.
Merle Hyacinth Gaynor married John Vincent Hawthorne — the green house and the gold house, two lights becoming one tree.

From the island to the world
Browns Town. London. Atlanta. Home.
Seven generations on, the branches reach across oceans — and every leaf knows where its roots are. The tree holds our names, our faces, our voices, and exactly how each of us belongs to it.
Hear the founding story

The elders
The ones who started it.
This wall carries those who have passed. Gone ahead — not gone.
1948 – 2011Celia Rosemarie Gaynor
1913 – 1996Azariah “Maas Azzie” GaynorFelt hat, spectator shoes.
GaynorMillicent “Millie” Hikes, née GaynorSister of Pilly, Sonny and Hugh. 1938–2022.
The unionJohn Vincent “Vin” HawthorneTwo lines became one tree.
The unionMerlyn Hyacinth “Merle” HawthorneTwo lines became one tree. New York, Nov ’68.“I opened the tree and found my grandmother’s mother’s name. I never knew it until that night.”
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“At the reunion we didn’t argue about how we’re related. We just looked it up.”
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