Catch Me if You Can: Closing Chapter Young Myra Alexandre

Yesterday I posted something unintentionally.

Really!

It was a draft article about two sisters and how I found out who they were after a two-year search…

I had kept it in store for the right occasion to post it on the blog.

sisters

Having posted it by mistake, I have decided to follow-up on this unintentional post.

Since I won’t be posting anything new on this blog until next September, unless some of Arthur LaGasa’s descendants come forward, I have decided to reblog some old posts so new readers can see the scope of all the research I have done since September 2009 when I started to write this English version of my blog about genealogy.

This story is quite similar to the story of Delia Roch or Delia Roche that we think is on this old picture…

Eliza Jane Wilson

Koeni LaGasa started the whole thing.

Really!

I had nothing to do about it.

I think this woman is Delia, but I am not 100% sure, not even 50%, not even 25%.

Being 25% sure is just half the fun of searching for lost ancestors…

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I don’t believe in spirits, ghosts nor do I believe in reincarnation.

Well maybe spirits… and I can keep an open mind on reincarnation.

young Myra Alexandre

Myra Alexandre died in 1958 when I was 10 years old.

I have never met her. Myra was living in the United States and I was living in Montreal in 1958.

Myra Alexandre and William Archambeault

22 October 1902

I had heard when I was a child that my grandfather Léo Lagacé Senior once had lived in the U.S.

That was the only link between Myra and I.

I did not know Myra had ever existed before 2010 when my third cousin Sandy first contacted me on Ancestry. Since then I have found almost everything about Myra’s life, even met one of her grandsons and had breakfast with him.

So this is the closing chapter of young Myra Alexandre. 

Joe had this cabinet card in his collection when I met him last September. Joe and I went on a scanning frenzy.

Sandy had the same picture of Myra in her collection in 2010. We did not know it was her at that time.

We had few clues.

This is why we had called this young woman Bristol late 1890s.

Sandy had also these.

Phoebe (Flavie) Alexandre Lestage and Myra Alexandre Archambault

I first thought the picture of Myra was that of either Malvina Lagasse or Lillie Lagasse, my grandfather’s sisters.

Boy was I wrong!

I have come a long way since 2010 haven’t I. 

Look at those eyes…

Myra Alexandre 1877-1958

Frank Archambeault (the grandson I had breakfast with) told me his grandmother had quite a strong character.

He did not have to tell me.

Frank  also told me about little Raymond, Myra’s first child.

When Frank, Joe and I visited St. Joseph cemetery I did not know little Raymond Archambeault was resting in peace beside his daughter Marian.

Marian died when she was only 12.

Little Raymond must have been devastated by her death.

I know I would have been.

Myra Alexandre died in 1958 at the age of 81. Marian was four years old. Myra probably played with her granddaughter Marian sometimes like I do with my two grandchildren.

I love to play with my grandchildren probably like Stanislas Lagacé  seen here with his grandchildren Marie Rose Elmira and Harvey Lagasse when they were young.

I don’t believe in reincarnation, but if I did, I think I am the reincarnation of Grandpa Lagassy…

Just a thought.

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Now you know why I am addicted to old pictures and why I am trying to identify who is this young woman from the past, part of Joe’s collection of old pictures…

unknown young lady

and why I am so interested in that man… a deep sea diver in Alaska,

unknown maybe Joe

and finding all the excuses in the world to keep writing this blog…

Lovely Rita

This is a post I wrote last year. It was about lovely little Rita. When you read once more Diane’s message, this post is most touching.

thought I would let you know that my aunt Rita Hazel, only daughter of Leo and Ida Combe passed away about a month ago.  I think she was 91 or 92.  The only sibling left is Henry Combe, my wonderful father.

Carl wrote me again about his ancestors and their relatives.

He had this information about someone named Rita.

He also mentioned the Combe and the Ashley families in his e-mail.

I had to look it up in the more than 100 photos Robin has scanned in 2011 where most of the pictures were of the Bleau and the Combe family.

I found little Rita.

Lovely Rita… circa 1924

Rita is there with her cousins and her two brothers… Joe, with his mouth opened, and Henry on the far right.

thought I would let you know that my aunt Rita Hazel, only daughter of Leo and Ida Combe passed away about a month ago.  I think she was 91 or 92.  The only sibling left is Henry Combe, my wonderful father.

 

Rita Hazel

April 23, 1922 – February 7, 2013

Rita Hazel, wife of the late Charles Hazel of Hartford and daughter of the late Ida and Leo Combe of Middletown, died Thursday February 7th at Middlesex Hospital with her loving family by her side. She was born on April 23, 1922. She attended St. John’s School, Woodrow Wilson High School and Morse Business College in Hartford.

In 1966, she took a position at Middlesex Hospital as secretary to the Vice President of Finance, with whom she was with for 24 years. She retired in 1990, after which she volunteered at the Hospitals Information Desk for 18 years.

She is survived by a son, Stephen Hazel and his fiancé, Robin of Portland, a daughter, Sheila White and her husband, Ken of Meriden, a daughter, Donna Milardo and her husband, Dave of East Hampton, her brother, Henry Combe of Old Saybrook and many nieces and nephews. She was predeceased by three brothers, Anthony Combe of Cromwell, Joseph Combe and Edward Combe of Middletown. She had nine grandchildren and 10 great grandchildren.

Rita Combe 1

More than a Wedding Picture

This is more than just a wedding picture.

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It’s fond memories of a loving aunt who made the best apple pie in the world.

I have edited Freida’s wedding picture a bit.

Freida and Henry Bleau's wedding

I have more pictures that Robin scanned.

This one where Paul and Pauline are with Harry Bleau.

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This is not Pauline Kaminski but another Pauline. She is with her twin brother Paul and their uncle Harry. Not sure about Harry being their uncle. The kids look like they are related to the Combe family. That’s the only clue I have.

Harry and Freida had two daughters Fredrica and Marion. Both died as infants.

 Frederica Bleau

So Freida and Harry left no descendants to remember them.

Until Linda Marie searched the Internet for one of her cousins. Then as Robin once said the floodgates opened.

I still wonder who is the best man and who is the bridesmaid.

Sometimes I find out.

wedding Myra Alexandre

Click on the image

Four Daughters

John Archambeault had four daughters and one son.

John married Florence Boucher.

Before Frank sent me a whole lot of pictures, I thought John was the same man seen in this montage I made with one of pictures Ed had sent me.

 

With all the pictures Frank sent me, now I know I was wrong, but at least I had a head start with John’s daughters…  

I had their names!

Now, I have their pictures, and they are beautiful…

Flora Archambault Bull (1873-1912)

Flora and Alice

Lillie (Lillian) Archambault Hall  (1877-?)

Alice and Lillian

Alice Archambault Brunt (4 July 1878-15 September 1953)

Alice

Nellie (Helen) Archambault McCann (1884-?)

Nellie and her father

 I still believe  John Archambeault is on these two pictures.

John would be with his daughter Flora born in 1873.

Flora was first married to Patrick J. Whelan, but then she was granted a divorce on cause of his intemperance and the way he treated her.

She remarried in 1906.

Samuel J. Bull and Flora Shambo

Flora died 100 years ago.

Source Find a Grave

I am sure Sam took good care of Flora.

Grandpa

This picture was sent by Frank.

Frank’s granduncle John Archambeault is seen here with his grandchildren.

The caption reads Labeled Grandpa (John) Archambeault, Ernest, John Hall.

I believe this is John Hall (1901) on the left with his little sister Flora Hall (1905) instead.

This is their mother’s wedding picture.

Joseph Albert Hall’s best man is William Archambeault, Frank’s grandfather. The bridesmaid has yet to be identified.

Joseph Albert Hall and Lillian Archambeault had three children: John, Harry Ernest and Flora. We don’t have much information on them, but we have a lot of information for their descendants if they contact us.

This picture is quite interesting. It’s Lillian’s grandparents. This picture is taken late in their lives.

No mistaking here about the caption…

Home sweet home…

Jean-Baptiste Archambeault and Emilia Mercier are with a woman and a child. I have yet to identify who they are.

One day maybe…

What About Lilie Lagasse?

I hope I did not mislead you with this picture last time.

It was not deliberate.

Lillie, Lily, or Lillian is on this picture.

This is a very rare picture of workers at the Ingraham factory in Bristol, Connecticut at the turn of the century… Twentieth that’s is.

Try Googling to see if you can find more pictures about workers at the Ingraham factory.

What about Lilie Lagasse?

Lillie Lagasse is NOT  on this picture, but Lilie Archambeau is, with her  sister Alice. Unfortunately we don’t know who the two men are, but we have a lot of pictures of Lilie and Alice to share thanks to Frank Archambeault.

Lilie and Alice Archambault

Alice and Lilie Shambo

Lilie Archambo’s wedding

Opening a New Chapter: Lilie Lagasse (1873- ?)

I wish I knew more about Lilie.

She was my grandfather’s sister.

Back in 2007, I knew nothing about my Lagacé lineage. I knew of course about André Mignier dit la Gâchette, but I could not link up with him.

Soldier of the Régiment Carignan-Salières
Illustrator Francis Back 

Five years later I am quite skillful at finding other people’s ancestors since I have been able to find almost all about my grandfather’s parents and his siblings.

Quite a challenge because he was never married to my grandmother since he was already married.

Lilie, or Lillie or Lillian, is the also the sister of Anthony Lagasse and Stanislas Lagassey who are both buried in St. Joseph cemetery. I don’t know where Lilie is buried though. What I know is that she was married to Eugene Dube.

Last week I knew not that much about her and her husband. Judy was a great help without ever realizing it when she posted this comment.

Not sure if I can help.
Jules Moquin was my great-grandfather.
He was born in Canada, married Marie Dube.
I believe there are Lagaces somewhere in the family line, but I’m not sure where.
Can you, or anyone else offer any insights on Jules and Marie?

Jules Moquin, her ancestor, was marrried to Marie Dubé. 

While looking for Marie Dube I found she was the sister of Eugène, Napoléon and Pierre.

Remember Birds of a feather stick together. 

Well, I was stuck (pun intended) with Eugène’s and Napoléon’s parents. The only clue I had was the given name of their father: George.

Not much to go on hey…

Remember Birds of a feather stick together.

Ingraham factory in Bristol, CT

Come back next time I have a lot to show you thanks to Frank.

Closing Chapter: Young Myra Alexandre

I don’t believe in spirits, ghosts nor do I believe in reincarnation.

Well maybe spirits…

But I can keep an open mind.

Myra died in 1958 when I was 10 years old.

I never met Myra Alexandre. She was living in the United States and I was living in Montreal. I had heard that my grandfather once had lived in the U.S. That was the only link.

I did not know Myra had ever existed before 2010 when my third cousin Sandy first contacted me on this blog. Since then I have found almost everything about Myra’s life.

So this is the closing chapter.

This is young Myra Alexandre.

 

Joe had this cabinet card in his collection when I met him last September. Sandy had the same picture in her collection in 2010.

We had few clues then… this is why we had called this young woman Bristol late 1890s. Sandy had also these.

Flavie Alexandre and Myra Alexandre

I first thought the picture of Myra was that of either Malvina Lagasse or Lillie Lagasse, my grandfather’s sisters.

I have come a long way since 2010 haven’t I. 

Look at those eyes…

Myra Alexandre 1877-1958

Frank Archambeault told me his grandmother had quite a strong character.

He did not have to tell me.

Frank  also told me about little Raymond, Myra’s first child.

When Frank, Joe and I visited St. Joseph cemetery I did not know little Raymond Archambeault was resting in peace beside his daughter Marian.

Marian died when she was only 12.

Little Raymond must have been devastated by her death.

I know I would have been.

Myra Alexandre died in 1958 at the age of 81. Marian was four years old.

Myra probably played with her granddaughter Marian sometimes like I do with my two grandchildren Théo and Iris.

I love to play with my grandchildren probably like Stanislas Lagacé  seen here with his grandchildren Marie Rose Elmira and Harvey Lagasse when they were young.

 I don’t believe in reincarnation, but if I did, I think I am the reincarnation of Grandpa Lagassy…

Just a thought.

Frank’s Kitchen’s Notes

I know I might be hard to follow sometimes.

Anyway…

Frank Archambeault once had wrote me in an e-mail that he was living not far away from Plainville. So when I planned my visit to Joe’s place three weeks ago, I wrote Frank about it. 

I figured Frank would be excited by the fact of meeting his two virtual 3rd cousins addicted to genealogy.

So here we are last Saturday morning sitting down at Liberty Diner for breakfast with our wives when Frank shows up by the door.

From that moment on, Frank could not keep from talking and talking, and excusing himself for talking too much.

Being this crazy Canuck who has been writing like crazy since 2009 about genealogy and who tries to find other people’s ancestors down in Connecticut, I could well understand all this excitement and I showed Frank a lot of empathy.

Try to imagine poor Frank cramming in 100 years or so of his ancestors’ stories and anecdotes over two eggs over easy. This was by no means a piece of cake.

So Frank kept talking and talking, drinking cup after cup of coffee… which I think did not help a wee bit…

After Frank ate his breakfast, which was most probably cold by now, all three third cousins proceeded to Joe’s place with our wives deciding instead to go shopping.

Anyway…

When we arrived and sat in the dinning room, Frank pulled a kitchen note out of his hat… a newspaper clipping.

It was something related to this picture, his grandparents’s wedding picture that Robin had scanned last year!

Robin? Robin Who?
She’s not even a blood relative…

Anyway…

Little did Frank know that he had pulled more than one kitchen’s note out of his hat.

In his kitchen’s notes, Frank had the newspaper clipping of the wedding. We had the name of the bridesmaid, which I knew of course, thanks to Robin, and also the name of the best man who was still unknown.

Frank Lagassi!

William Archambeault’s best man was his nephew Frank Lagasse Junior who was his sister’s son.

Frank Lagasse Junior, born in 1883, was the son of Sophie Archambeault and Frank Lagasse (François-Xavier Lagacé). 

You should know Sophie Archambeault by now.

Confused?

Do you remember this unidentified couple from the tintype pictures Frank had sent me?

- Sophie, I am bit confused…

What about this montage?

Anyway…

François-Xavier Lagacé (Frank Lagasse Senior) died on January 1st, 1937, and he could well be here on this picture with two of his other sons: Edward and William.

I would go out on a limb and say that the little boy is the grandson of Frank Lagasse Senior. Alfred Lagasse was the son of Frederick Lagasse, another son of Frank Lagasse Senior.

Alfred was born around 1922 and he could be with his mother Aurore.

Frederick or Fred could be here on this other picture holding his son Alfred and having a cigar!

If I am correct, Sophie Archambeault could also be on that picture as one of the three old ladies in the back…

Finally, if I did not make a complete fool of myself, this picture could have been taken at Lake Compounce around 1927 since all these people were living around Bristol at that time.

Still confused?

I know I might be hard to follow sometimes.

I hope this will help.

I wonder if Frank is reading this having his morning cup of coffee?

Le 22 Sept 1853

When  Frank sent me this, he never realized he had opened up a lot of doors in his search for his ancestors.

Le 22 Sept. 1853, nous ptre sousf avons reçu le mutuel consentement de mariage entre J. Bte Archambault,  fils de Joseph Archambeault et de Marie-Anne  Hugoaud, de la Grande Ile, d’une part; et Emilie Mercier  fille d’Augustin Mercier et Marie-Anne Janvier, aussi de la Grande Ile, d’autre part, ne s’étant découvert aucun empêch nous leur avons la bénéd nuptiale en présence de Fidèle Blin et Jean Labry.

J. Quevillon ptre 

This is the same entry with the modifications I have made…

Le 22 septembre 1853, nous prêtre soussigné avons reçu le mutuel consentement de mariage entre Jean-Baptiste Archambault,  fils de Joseph Archambeault et de Marie-Anne  Hugueron, de la Grande Ile, d’une part; et Emilie Mercier  fille d’Augustin Mercier et Marie-Anne Janvier, aussi de la Grande Ile, d’autre part, ne s’étant découvert aucun empêchement nous leur avons la bénédiction nuptiale en présence de Fidèle Blain et Jean Labrie.

J. Quevillon prêtre

Now the translation Frank wanted…

The 22nd of September 1853 we priest undersigned have received the mutual marriage consent between Jean-Baptiste Archambault, son of Joseph Archambeault and Marie-Anne  Hugueron, from Grande Ile, on the one part; and Emilie Mercier  daughter of Augustin Mercier and Marie-Anne Janvier, also from Grande Ile, on the other part,  having found no objections we gave them the nuptial  blessing in the presence of Fidèle Blain and Jean Labrie.

J. Quevillon priest

We now have the names of Emilie Mercier’s parents, Augustin Mercier and Marie-Anne Janvier, thus opening the door to look for the Merciers’ ancestors.

I wonder if Frank is interested in all this?

What about the three sisters marrying on the same day?

Since some people back in the 1800s did not have access to priests, they were married by someone in authority with the promise of marrying when a priest could officiate a marriage. 

That’s the explanation I gave Fran who is still addicted to this blog.