Family and Early Life
Simon Kenton was born at the headwaters of Mill Run in the Bull Run Mountains April 3, 1755, in what is now Fauquier County, Virginia (birthplace was part of Prince William County at time of his birth prior to formation of Fauquier in 1759) to Mark Kenton Sr. (an immigrant from Ireland) and Mary Miller Kenton (whose family was Scot-Welsh in lineage). In 1771, at the age of 16, thinking he had killed a man in a jealous rage (the fight began over the love of a girl), he fled into the wilderness of Kentucky, West Virginia and Ohio, and for years went by the name "Simon Butler." He later discovered that the victim had lived, and Kenton readopted his original name. He is buried in Urbana, Ohio at N 40° 22.688 W 083° 39.399.
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