I am Canadian – the French Connection – Part 2

Pierre Lagacé:

Shows someone who is proud of her French-Canadian roots…

Originally posted on Coming out of Hiding:

A Tribute to Nicholas Marsolet  (My 8th great grandfather)  The Man in the Muddle

After Jacques Cartier the next major player for exploration of the St. Lawrence River was Samuel de Champlain. The first trading post set up in Quebec was Tadoussac. The explorers had contact with the Montagnais, Alongquin, Micmac and Malecite people. One of the first settlements to be attempted was at Port Royal in Nova Scotia, but later the focus for settlement moved to Quebec. Samuel de Champlain was the man who was instrumental in starting the settlements in Quebec. In 1608 he erected the first building in Quebec City. That was the beginning of the French colonization of New France.

Champlains voyages

Champlains voyages

champlains voyages

It is believed that Nicholas Marsolet arrived in New France sometime in 1613 on one of Champlain’s visits to New France. Nicholas, my great grandfather,  was born in Rouen, Normandy, France as were…

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Pierre Lagacé:

Most interesting derivative of a name… like Gokee who was Gauthier

Originally posted on French Canadian Cultural Alliance of the Great Lakes ~Our 400-year Heritage~:


Daniel Truckey, Director and Curator of the Beaumier Heritage Center at Northern Michigan University brings to light the issue of names in this latest contribution to The Storykeepers Project. For a variety of reasons, family names can become altered over time. And for French Canadians long accustomed to life under the French regime, the transition to British and American rule frequently brought with it consequences for their family names that strike at the heart of our personal and collective identity.

So often when I’ve told someone my last name, they will ask, “where does Truckey come from?” Some assume it is English or maybe Eastern European. They are often surprised by the truth, 1) it is a derivative of a French name and 2) I’m not exactly sure how it came to be. However, with respect to the second item, I have my suspicions…

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In Which There Are Ten

Pierre Lagacé:

Part one of more to come…

Originally posted on Ruthrawls's Blog:

I started writing this blog in 2009 as a college class assignment.  I didn’t know I’d keep writing.  I didn’t have a clear purpose for the blog.  I don’t even have a fancy name.  I like the fact that the blog name still has the word “blog” in it, because, people, this is just my opinion and random facts knitted together.  If you want hard news and current events, this is not your place to be.

If you want news about cats and yarns and dead people, step right up.  And comment, please, ’cause bloggers are needy and we love comments.  Of course, out of the three, cats cause the most controversy because everyone has an opinion about cats.  Yarns, not so much.  Dead people are in a category by themselves.  If I’m not writing about your particular dead people, you just might not be interested.

Dead people stories are…

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I am Canadian – the French Connection

Pierre Lagacé:

Sometimes I stumble upon a blog which has an underlying message, and I just have to let the world know about it.

À l’occasion je découvre un blogue qui cache un message subliminal et je me dois de le partager avec le monde entier.

Originally posted on Coming out of Hiding:

Although the Vikings are credited as the first Europeans to land in Canada or North America, it was the french who were the first to set up a lasting settlement. Around 1000 AD, Leif Ericsson, the Norse explorer, landed at L’Anse Aux Meadows in the province of Newfoundland. People say that the Vikings went home after briefly setting up a settlement, but have you ever heard of a First Nations person with blond hair? My husband is a barber by trade. He was cutting a mans hair who appeared to be First Nations but had blond hair. He was looking for his dark roots and didn’t find any. He asked him if it was his real hair. He responded, yes, he was an Indian and it was his natural hair. ‘Must’ve been a viking in my ancestry, eh?’ He was from eastern Canada. hhhmmm

L’Anse Aux Meadows, Newfoundland

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Pierre Lagacé:

We all have those precious recollections from our childhood…

Originally posted on notestoponder:

I’ve convinced myself I remember this happening. In part because I know it did, and occasionally when for some inexplicable reason, I see or feel it. Accepting that my recollections are clouded by perception might explain my lack of memory.

I didn’t know my mother was a writer; she was a school teacher who went to work every morning and marked papers at night.We lived on a farm; my Mom and Dad, then five children – practically a litter of puppies. My sister only ten months older, my brother eleven months younger, the five of us separated by five years.

I remember the oddest things, more often than not a smell triggers the snapshot. Bees wax blinds me with a memory of the old washing machine tub my Dad rigged to extract honey from frames in his bee hives. I see myself turning the handle, honey dripping into a pail…

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The curious case of Paul America

Pierre Lagacé:

Such a sad ending…

Originally posted on Above The Field:

Paul America

An image from Paul America’s screen test, circa 1965.

I’ve done a lot of research on distant cousins up and down my family tree over the years, uncovering some fascinating stories and learning a lot about ancestors dating back centuries. I’ve written about a few of those stories here on this blog (see links at end of this post), and I’m sure there are many more to find. However, it was pretty striking to learn about a much more recent story, involving a much closer connection.

The story of my late cousin Paul Johnson, aka “Paul America,” is straight out of the movies, both figuratively and literally, and involves none other than ‘60s icon Andy Warhol and other characters from the wild decade in which I was born. I had only heard bits and pieces over the years, tales of a wayward teen with matinee-idol looks who spiraled downward in a…

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Five Months and a Day

Pierre Lagacé:

Stay tuned for more…

Originally posted on The Red Cedar:

French Canadian Heritage Day Logo

French Canadian Heritage Day Logo

For the past several months I have been actively involved in organizing the petition for Michigan’s first French Canadian Heritage Day and putting a lot of energy into building, promoting, and editing the blog Voyageur Heritage. It has been both a learning experience (a good one) and a pleasure to get to know so many people as interest grew in this project. That alone is a good result, on a personal level.

But on a wider level, I feel equally as satisfied that the work we have done as a committee and as a community has made a difference. October 4, 2013, five months and a day since this project begin, is really just a beginning. From the outset, my hope was not to just get a special day for French Canadians in Michigan. More importantly my personal goal was to raise awareness…

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