So, I'm kind of an idiot. There's a house owned by her husband's cousins or maybe even brother right down the street from me. It was built in 1756 and was restored in 2001 at the cost of about $800,000. This is fantastic news. The house is only open for visitors from 1 to 4 pm on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays during the summer.
I've lived here for eight months and have driven past that house hundreds of times, walked past it tens (yea, I'm lazy) and only now I think to look into it. She was inside that house. They were family. They had slaves. There's so much to learn.
Must run, but had to post this!