Le 2 janvier 1947

This was the closing chapter of Idala LaGasse’s story I wrote back in 2011

That’s what I thought…

Sometimes you find a precious artifact, and Alyce had this from her father’s keepsakes.

In 1947 Idala had written to his son David, Alyce’s father. That was 69 years ago. Idala was 77 years-old at the time and David was 31.

The letter was in French.

Alyce and I had learned a lot about Idala by reading it… even that the letter was written on February 2nd, 1947 not le 2 janvier 1947.

I had translated the letter for Alyce.

New Bedford, Mass

February 2, 1947

David LaGasse

Dear son,

We have received your nice letter of 28 January. We are happy to know that your health is very good and that everything is running smoothly.

May God be blessed because happiness is a blessing that comes from heaven and deserves great appreciation.

You told me in your last letter that you prefer a private letter [instead of a postcard]. What a coincidence because I also prefer that but when I receive a postcard, I use the same method to answer back. It is not that I don’t have any paper because I have a lot.

I am happy to know of your good disposition and the suggestions that you make at the moment. You have all we need right now. The pension we receive right now is 82 dollars each month which is enough for us. Despite the raise in the cost of living, we are very well and our health is good for our age. We thank God for this.

I am pleased to know the good thoughts that you have for your mother who, in turn, loves each one of you equally as if you were her own children.

This was my most profound desire when I got married: a good spouse, a good mother, a good husband and good children make for a good household and peace everywhere.

We must then thank God for all these blessings.

Rose is not working anymore. She is resting for awhile. Eugene is still working and he behaves well.

Samuel still has his new business and he is well

Bob and Florence are both working. They are well.

Respectfully,

Your father

Alyce and I had been looking for confirmation about when Idala died. For her that was the missing piece in her father’s story.

Yesterday without knowing it Stephen just gave us the answer.

Idala left this earth later in 1947.

heastone Idala Lagasse

David would reunite with his father on April 18th, 1953.

Who remembers Cecile Beatrice Lagasse?

Ancestry file Cécile Béatrice Lagasse 1913-1915

I do even if she never had any descendant for me to look for.

Cécile Béatrice Lagasse was the daughter of Idala Lagasse and Albina Quintin. She died from diphteria in 1915.

Who remembered Albina Quintin?

I also did in 2009. Albina died in 1914 from general septicemia following phlebitis of both femoral veins. Her daughter Mme. Eugene Moreau was the informant. The undertaker was Adolph P. Lagasse (Idala’s brother).

Albina Quintin death certificate

Who remembered Idala Lagasse a first cousin three times removed I knew very little about in 2009?

Idala 1930

And also remembered his second wife Olivine?

idalas-second-wife.jpg

My third cousin once removed Alyce did in 2010, and she still reads this blog after more than five years. Not all the posts mind you. I don’t know if someone has read all the 1007 posts I wrote since I created this blog.

But that’s beside the point I want to make this morning.

I have been writing lately about sharing. Each time someone shares, the giant jigsaw puzzle gets closer and closer to be completed, although I know deep down it will never be completed because we are finding pieces all over the place, over and over again…

This group picture for instance was shared by Sweet Alyce in 2010.

1921

I had tried to figure out who was who on that picture, even the dog…

1921 identification

Alyce had a lot of pictures she once thought of throwing away, but she shared all she had with third cousin once removed Pierre.

This letter for instance where Idala writes his son David… le 2 janvier 1947.

1947 Idala to son David 009

Stay tuned because I have a few more pieces of the puzzle to add since my fourth cousin Stephen sent me these headstones.