For your eyes only Rose…

For now that is…

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1852 Canadian census page in St-Mathias-sur-Richelieu, Quebec.

No. 18 Antoine Trudeau 76
No. 19 Marie Dufaut 79

To be continued…

Happy Father’s Day

Father’s  Day ended in 1995.

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My father  is the 13 year-old  boy  on this  picture. The little  girl next to him is Thérèse  Tremblay. She shared  this  precious  picture in 2012 if I  remember  correctly.

My father  died in 1995.

This is my father’s  grandfather  he never  knew.

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Stanislas  Lagacé  aka Dennis  Lagasse died in 1927 a few months  before  my father  was  born.

My father  never  talked  that  much  about  his ancestors  nor did his father  Léo  Lagacé  Senior. So I guess I  have to blame  them for my addiction…

Speaking  of addiction, I  am addicted  to my four  grandchildren.

Who is Dreamcatcher?

To set the table…

Our Ancestors

Catch Dreamcatcher here.

This is what she wrote on her blog if it ever disappears.

Wading Into the Gene Pool

My father was an immigrant from Denmark. My mother’s ancestry is French-Canadian and Anishinaabe (aka Ojibwe or Chippewa). While I was growing up, both of them often talked about their childhood and their families. I was their only child; I soaked it all up like a sponge.

Well, I grew up. I went to college and then on to graduate school at Berkeley in the rebellious sixties. I met a guy, we fell in love, then we rebelled against the rebellion by getting married. We had kids; eventually we became grandparents. That was when I realized that someday, my grandchildren would want to know about their family history. I also realized that I was the only one around with enough information to get started, with training in general research techniques…

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Why?

I will tell you why…

Our Ancestors

I have been asking myself that question for a long long time.

Why am I writing so much about our ancestors, yours and mine?

Since 2009?

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Why?

Why this obsession for going back in time?

Lac du Flambeau

Why all that excitement when I found out lately that I was a proud descendant of Kinogenini, an Ojibwe woman born in Lac du Flambeau around 1750, the daughter of Mentosaky and Pemynany.

Ojibwe woman

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Kinogenini, the great-great grandmother of my great-grandfather Stanislas.

Why have you been reading this blog since I don’t know how long?

Sometimes there is no answer… unless you get all excited about what I have just read.

Dreamcatcher

Why?

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1940

I have been looking for that house for 5 years  now.

I live 20 minutes  from Ste-Thérèse-de-Blainville, and every time  I  go to the old part of town   I  look for 55 ? Street.

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I always  thought  that the picture  was taken  from street  level looking up at a second story balcony.

I have just realised it could  not be.

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Who would  allow 9 year-old Fleurette  to hold a little girl on the ramp of a balcony  two stories  high!

Dennis Lagasse II… A Family Man Take Two

Final reblog for today.
Please don’t get addicted.

Our Ancestors

I have posted something similar last year when Dennis Lagasse IV sent me more than 100 family pictures to share with you.

I know I might be hard to follow sometimes, but this is not my fault if my great-great-grandfather  Stanislas Lagacé I, born in 1816, chose to name one of his sons  Stanislas II, born in 1842, my great-grandfather, who, in turn, in 1864, named one of his sons Stanislas III aka Dennis Lagasse III.

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Dennis Lagasse III and four of his five sons:
Napoleon Levi, Harvey, Victor Philip, Dennis III, Harry.
The guy in front is still unidentified

Dennis Lagasse III, who wrote also his name Stanislas Lagassey, was Bertha’s father.

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All this to say that I believe my great-grandfather Stanislas Lagacé II aka Dennis Lagasse II was a family man and that he must have loved a lot his grandchildren just like I do.

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Dennis Lagasse II…

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