Frances Folsom Cleveland Preston - Children

Children

The Clevelands had three daughters and two sons:

  • Ruth Cleveland (1891–1904)
  • Esther Cleveland (1893–1980) – Her daughter was Philippa Foot (1920–2010), the British philosopher.
  • Marion Cleveland (1895–1977) – Born in Buzzard's Bay, Massachusetts, she attended Columbia University Teachers College and married, first, Stanley Dell and second, in 1926, John Amen, a New York lawyer. During 1943–1960 she was community relations director of the Girl Scouts of the USA (Girl Scouts of the United States prior to 1947) at its headquarters in New York.
  • Richard Folsom Cleveland (1897–1974) – lawyer. Born in Princeton, New Jersey, he served as an officer in the Marines during World War I, graduated from Princeton University in 1919, earned a master's degree in 1921 and graduated from Harvard Law School in 1924. He practiced law in Baltimore with the law firm of Semmes, Bowen, and Semmes.
  • Francis Grover Cleveland (1903–1995) – actor. Born in Buzzard's Bay, Massachusetts, he graduated from Harvard University with a degree in drama. After teaching for a time in Cambridge, Massachusetts, he went to New York to enter the theatre. Eventually he settled in Tamworth, New Hampshire, where he served as selectman and operated a summer stock company, the Barnstormers.

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