What About Lilie Lagasse?

I hope I did not mislead you with this picture last time.

It was not deliberate.

Lillie, Lily, or Lillian is on this picture.

This is a very rare picture of workers at the Ingraham factory in Bristol, Connecticut at the turn of the century… Twentieth that’s is.

Try Googling to see if you can find more pictures about workers at the Ingraham factory.

What about Lilie Lagasse?

Lillie Lagasse is NOT  on this picture, but Lilie Archambeau is, with her  sister Alice. Unfortunately we don’t know who the two men are, but we have a lot of pictures of Lilie and Alice to share thanks to Frank Archambeault.

Lilie and Alice Archambault

Alice and Lilie Shambo

Lilie Archambo’s wedding

Opening a New Chapter: Lilie Lagasse (1873- ?)

I wish I knew more about Lilie.

She was my grandfather’s sister.

Back in 2007, I knew nothing about my Lagacé lineage. I knew of course about André Mignier dit la Gâchette, but I could not link up with him.

Soldier of the Régiment Carignan-Salières
Illustrator Francis Back 

Five years later I am quite skillful at finding other people’s ancestors since I have been able to find almost all about my grandfather’s parents and his siblings.

Quite a challenge because he was never married to my grandmother since he was already married.

Lilie, or Lillie or Lillian, is the also the sister of Anthony Lagasse and Stanislas Lagassey who are both buried in St. Joseph cemetery. I don’t know where Lilie is buried though. What I know is that she was married to Eugene Dube.

Last week I knew not that much about her and her husband. Judy was a great help without ever realizing it when she posted this comment.

Not sure if I can help.
Jules Moquin was my great-grandfather.
He was born in Canada, married Marie Dube.
I believe there are Lagaces somewhere in the family line, but I’m not sure where.
Can you, or anyone else offer any insights on Jules and Marie?

Jules Moquin, her ancestor, was marrried to Marie Dubé. 

While looking for Marie Dube I found she was the sister of Eugène, Napoléon and Pierre.

Remember Birds of a feather stick together. 

Well, I was stuck (pun intended) with Eugène’s and Napoléon’s parents. The only clue I had was the given name of their father: George.

Not much to go on hey…

Remember Birds of a feather stick together.

Ingraham factory in Bristol, CT

Come back next time I have a lot to show you thanks to Frank.

Closing Chapter: Young Myra Alexandre

I don’t believe in spirits, ghosts nor do I believe in reincarnation.

Well maybe spirits…

But I can keep an open mind.

Myra died in 1958 when I was 10 years old.

I never met Myra Alexandre. She was living in the United States and I was living in Montreal. I had heard that my grandfather once had lived in the U.S. That was the only link.

I did not know Myra had ever existed before 2010 when my third cousin Sandy first contacted me on this blog. Since then I have found almost everything about Myra’s life.

So this is the closing chapter.

This is young Myra Alexandre.

 

Joe had this cabinet card in his collection when I met him last September. Sandy had the same picture in her collection in 2010.

We had few clues then… this is why we had called this young woman Bristol late 1890s. Sandy had also these.

Flavie Alexandre and Myra Alexandre

I first thought the picture of Myra was that of either Malvina Lagasse or Lillie Lagasse, my grandfather’s sisters.

I have come a long way since 2010 haven’t I. 

Look at those eyes…

Myra Alexandre 1877-1958

Frank Archambeault told me his grandmother had quite a strong character.

He did not have to tell me.

Frank  also told me about little Raymond, Myra’s first child.

When Frank, Joe and I visited St. Joseph cemetery I did not know little Raymond Archambeault was resting in peace beside his daughter Marian.

Marian died when she was only 12.

Little Raymond must have been devastated by her death.

I know I would have been.

Myra Alexandre died in 1958 at the age of 81. Marian was four years old.

Myra probably played with her granddaughter Marian sometimes like I do with my two grandchildren Théo and Iris.

I love to play with my grandchildren probably like Stanislas Lagacé  seen here with his grandchildren Marie Rose Elmira and Harvey Lagasse when they were young.

 I don’t believe in reincarnation, but if I did, I think I am the reincarnation of Grandpa Lagassy…

Just a thought.

When Joseph Comes Marching Home

I had a senior moment yesterday as I posted two articles.

It does not matter…

Joe gave me this newspaper clipping last week when I paid him a visit.

He said: “Remind me not to forget to  give you  something else before you leave.”

I forgot and he forgot.

It does not matter…

Before I forget, I have to tell you about this true story. In fact everything I write on this blog is true.

I never make something up to be entertaining.

What about Joseph Lagasse, William Lagasse’s brother who died at Seicheprey?

You remember William Lagasse don’t you?

Now do you remember the pictures Dennis Lagasse IV sent me?

Bristol

Bristol

I don’t know if there is a link also with these other pictures he also sent.

Bristol (Ida Lagasse is on the left)

?

Somewhere in France

?

Someday I will find out…

Footnote…

This is Joseph Lagasse’s burial place in St. Thomas Cemetery.

He is buried just behind his mother’s grave…

Senior Moments

I did not know that expression until I visited Joe…

I had a lot of senior moments during my trip to Connecticut trying to remember some of the names while I was visiting cemeteries with Joe and Frank.

We visited St. Thomas and St. Joseph cemeteries if I remember the names correctly.

As usual I took a lot of pictures.

You never know when these will help in further research.

We started first at St. Thomas cemetery which I had visited last year.

Frank Archambeault was looking for some of his ancestors buried there, but he could not find any headstones that would lead him to them. I took this picture where some of his ancestors would be buried.

My great-grandfather Dennis Lagasse (1842-1927) and his father Stanislas Lagacé (1816-1900) have to be also buried at St. Joseph’s, but I only found two of Dennis Lagasse’s sons’ headstones:

Stanislas Lagassey… who died in 1922.

And Anthony Lagasse… who died in 1934.

William, one of Anthony’s son, died in 1918, but he is not buried there. In fact nobody could ever find his burial place.

Even if I had senior moments while visiting the cemeteries, I can never forget how, when, and where William Lagasse died.

Click here to know where he might be buried. 

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Next time, more on this story.

Birds of a Feather Flock Together

Birds of a feather flock together…

This would apply to Joe, Frank, and I. I am sure it would  also apply to Sandy, Fran, Ed, and Robin whose husband is the one who is related to us.

Robin…!

Of course… I should have known.

Anyway…

Judy Giguere posted a comment this week and she wanted to know about her Moquin ancestors.

Not sure if I can help.
Jules Moquin was my great-grandfather.
He was born in Canada, married Marie Dube.
I believe there are Lagaces somewhere in the family line, but I’m not sure where.
Can you, or anyone else offer any insights on Jules and Marie?

I gave it a try and I found a Jules Moquin in the 1900 U.S. Census.

Guess what?

He was Frank Lagasse’s and Sophie Archambeault’s neighbor!

Small world!

Birds of a feather flock together…

Even smaller because Dennis Lagasse, my great-grandfather is at the bottom of the page with his wife Harriett (Henriette Alexandre) and their two sons Adlore (Adélard) and Léo, my grandfather!

Still smaller…

Eugène Dubé, who married Dennis’ sister Lily Lagasse, is also living on that street in 1900.  His brother Napoleon Dubé is his next door neighbor.

I believe Marie Dube has to be related to all these Dubés.

She has to be.

Birds of a feather flock together…

One day, someone will write me a comment and have all the answers with pictures to go along.

“Birds of a Feather Flock Together”

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Frank’s Kitchen’s Notes

I know I might be hard to follow sometimes.

Anyway…

Frank Archambeault once had wrote me in an e-mail that he was living not far away from Plainville. So when I planned my visit to Joe’s place three weeks ago, I wrote Frank about it. 

I figured Frank would be excited by the fact of meeting his two virtual 3rd cousins addicted to genealogy.

So here we are last Saturday morning sitting down at Liberty Diner for breakfast with our wives when Frank shows up by the door.

From that moment on, Frank could not keep from talking and talking, and excusing himself for talking too much.

Being this crazy Canuck who has been writing like crazy since 2009 about genealogy and who tries to find other people’s ancestors down in Connecticut, I could well understand all this excitement and I showed Frank a lot of empathy.

Try to imagine poor Frank cramming in 100 years or so of his ancestors’ stories and anecdotes over two eggs over easy. This was by no means a piece of cake.

So Frank kept talking and talking, drinking cup after cup of coffee… which I think did not help a wee bit…

After Frank ate his breakfast, which was most probably cold by now, all three third cousins proceeded to Joe’s place with our wives deciding instead to go shopping.

Anyway…

When we arrived and sat in the dinning room, Frank pulled a kitchen note out of his hat… a newspaper clipping.

It was something related to this picture, his grandparents’s wedding picture that Robin had scanned last year!

Robin? Robin Who?
She’s not even a blood relative…

Anyway…

Little did Frank know that he had pulled more than one kitchen’s note out of his hat.

In his kitchen’s notes, Frank had the newspaper clipping of the wedding. We had the name of the bridesmaid, which I knew of course, thanks to Robin, and also the name of the best man who was still unknown.

Frank Lagassi!

William Archambeault’s best man was his nephew Frank Lagasse Junior who was his sister’s son.

Frank Lagasse Junior, born in 1883, was the son of Sophie Archambeault and Frank Lagasse (François-Xavier Lagacé). 

You should know Sophie Archambeault by now.

Confused?

Do you remember this unidentified couple from the tintype pictures Frank had sent me?

- Sophie, I am bit confused…

What about this montage?

Anyway…

François-Xavier Lagacé (Frank Lagasse Senior) died on January 1st, 1937, and he could well be here on this picture with two of his other sons: Edward and William.

I would go out on a limb and say that the little boy is the grandson of Frank Lagasse Senior. Alfred Lagasse was the son of Frederick Lagasse, another son of Frank Lagasse Senior.

Alfred was born around 1922 and he could be with his mother Aurore.

Frederick or Fred could be here on this other picture holding his son Alfred and having a cigar!

If I am correct, Sophie Archambeault could also be on that picture as one of the three old ladies in the back…

Finally, if I did not make a complete fool of myself, this picture could have been taken at Lake Compounce around 1927 since all these people were living around Bristol at that time.

Still confused?

I know I might be hard to follow sometimes.

I hope this will help.

I wonder if Frank is reading this having his morning cup of coffee?