Who’s who on this picture?
You have to start with this one.
Edward Robitaille, his mother Blanche Lagasse,
his maternal grandmother Valeda Forand,
and his great-grandmother Philomène Lussier
I wonder where all this will lead us to…?
Very few people know they are descendants of Pierre Lagassé and Marcelline David.
I am not one of them…
Strange isn’t to have searched for these people’s descendants since 2009?
Blanche Lagasse is holding her son Edward Louis Robitaille born in 1921. Her mother Valéda Forand is behind her. The other women is Philomène Lussier, Valéda’s mother.
Not much interesting unless you know who these people are on a picture dated around 1922…
Who was Edward Louis Robitaille?
Find a Grave
Here’s Edward with his sister Dolly.
Dolly and Edward
Here’s Dolly with her father Louis Robitaille.
This is Louis’ father…
This is my file on Blanche Lagasse.
Blanche’s father was Frobe Lagasse.
Here’s Frobe with his family.
Blanche is the little girl on the left. Blanche, born March 15, 1902, left this world on January 9, 2002.
But did she really leave us?
Blanche in the summer of 1903 with her mother Valeda Forand holding her…
By Linda Ellis
I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning…to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke the following date with tears, but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time that they spent alive on earth. And now only those who loved them know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own, the cars… the house… the cash. What matters is how we live and love and how we spend our dash.
So, think about this long and hard. Are there things you’d like to change? For you never know how much time is left that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough to consider what’s true and real and always try to understand the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger and show appreciation more and love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile, remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read, with your life’s actions to rehash… would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent YOUR dash?
Copyright 1996 Linda Ellis
Collection Steve Myers
Find a Grave courtesy of Crystal
Pictures added by Ray Thomas
This is what I wrote two days ago to Mike Phillips…about Anita Blais.
Are you related?
I have some of her ancestors.
Anita was the daughter of Clarence Wallace Blais, the son of Paul Blais and Maria Spaulding whose parents were Adelphis Spaulding and Lucie Aubé, daughter of Urbain Aubé and Lucie Trudeau.
Lucie Aubé was Alphonse Aubey’s sister…
Alphonse was living in 1910 with his niece Marie Spaulding and her husband Paul Blais.
Mike had also this picture.
Small world isn’t?
What about Paul Blais, Head, male, 44, Canada?
I thought you would never ask…
Mike has not replied yet to my message I left on Find a Grave.
I just had to look for Urbain Aubé’s family and little Alphonse last Sunday morning.
The problem was not looking for them, but to stop looking for other unknown people I had found along the way.
The only thing I could find about Alphonse Aubé was this Alphonse Aubey in Rhode Island in 1910.
1910 U.S. census
Were all these people related?
Alphonse Aubey, 58, a widower, born in Canada, a boarder in Paul Blais’ home.
Who was Clarence Aubey, boarder, male, 13, born in Rhode Island?
Who was Lucy Aubey, daughter, female, 31, born in New York?
The key to this enigma was Maria Blais, wife, female, 42, born in Canada…
Stay tuned…if you’re the curious type.
For the source, click here.
I have no idea who is Arthur Lefoley…