I am so glad I finally found Agnes Molloy

And her mother Philomene at 2 o’clock…

I had this montage since 2011 when third cousin Joe shared it with me. My great-grandaunt Philomene is in the middle surrounded by her six daughters… Flavie, Philomene, Myra, Helen, Marie Elmire and Agnes.

I found Agnes Alexandre thanks to Robin who had shared so much of her husband’s old photos. Here we see Philomene Lagasse with her husband Jean-Baptiste Alexandre and their three daughters: Myra, Agnes and Helen sitting with her baby boy.

Philomene Lagasse is also seen here and she seems a little older.

Here on this other old photo the caption says 1913. Philomene is with her daughter Agnes putting her hands on her shoulders. Marie Elmire is on her left (right on the image) and Sylvia Bleau is on the left side of the photo.

Sylvia Bleau was the one who had kept all these family photos, and her daughter shared them with Robin back in 2011.

Sharing was what made it possible for Luanne to find me, and maybe find her Molloy ancestors in Ireland.

Finding the right ancestors is important when you intend to visit Ireland and not somewhere else. Luanne might be never 100% sure she has found the right Thomas James Molloy and the right Catherine Burns.

Pierre, I have an update! I believe I have found christening records for Catherine Burns and James Malloy. Catherine was baptized July 31, 1822 in Causeway, County Kerry. Her parents were James Burns and Joanna Lawlor. The DOB jives with information you gave me in previous email. James Malloy was baptized June 11, 1800 at St. Nicholas Church, Dublin. His parents were Joseph and Rose Maloy. His DOB also matches the info from your previous email.

No luck finding any documentation of marriage yet but the locations of births were the most important facts that I set out to find. So, what do you think? Should I feel confident enough to enter this data on my family tree? I really feel good about this…

What she can be sure though is where Thomas James Molloy and Catherine Burns once lived in the middle of the 1800s.

I know!

Next time?

Poirot at the beach

You can’t make an omelet without breaking eggs n’est-ce pas?