Who’s who in my zoo?

Post 799!

Rosh used that expression in a comment after I wrote this:

Don’t read too many in one day.
Don’t rush into this.
Your head will spin

She wrote back…

I know. It already is. I’ll make sense of it over time. I’ve spent years figuring out who’s who in my zoo.

Comments are most often overlooked which is a shame.

Here are a few gem comments posted lately.

From Richard Lemaire about my posts on the Myers and Chrétien Lemaire…

My ancestor Jean-Baptiste Lemaire married Marie-Madeleine Darche at St. Joseph in Chambly in 1786.

He was born in Besancon, Doubs, Franche Comté circa 1753, son of Joseph or Claude Joseph Lemaire and Jeanne Costille.  Tradition says he was with the French Troops under Rochambeau along with a brother Claude (Marie) Lemaire and uncle Laurent Costille.

Claude returned to France via Barbados. JB and uncle went on to Canada.

I am writing this as I had a researcher insists JB was Chretien’s son. I know there were two JBs in Chambly at this time.

Thanks for reading.

Richard

From Aquila about my post on Find a Grave…

I have to agree with what he wrote, Pierre. I was preparing the memorial for a family member and when I went to add it to Find a Grave discovered that someone else had already entered a memorial but with no real information. I asked if they would transfer the memorial to me and was told no, it would reduce their collection of memorials. I would rather see the control of the memorials on Find a Grave in the hands of family members rather than collectors. It was a painful and sad realization that my family member was no longer mine in death and that their memorial was a just a way of counting coup and had no other meaning for the person in control of it.

As a footnote to this 799th post…

My father was born on August 31st, 1927.

He would have been 87 today and be a great-grandfather for a fourth time.

Instead he had decided to leave this Earth completely broken by life at 69 on August 27th, 1995.

August 27th, 1995. That’s the last time I saw him even if he was too ashamed to see his three loving children before he left this Earth.

Around 11 PM he turned towards me and this broken-hearted little child found inner peace.

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