tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51199706698546849702024-03-12T22:26:24.607-06:00Who will tell their stories?Providing opportunities to share amazing stories of our ancestors. Follow these genealogical stories to help discover new ancestors.TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-43077619244879690092023-07-11T13:51:00.006-06:002023-07-12T09:55:24.575-06:00Phyllis Barbara Gimson Nicholls:1922-2023<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEW9BDv6otzO1BqZqszw0tJJxeqIazyNYZK5rGK_s2yAuiAsGwE075upaHiDNWhgw_s6g5MwvhS1OyB_T4CHiLrwBfEhM1HnOiu94aAiH6xA9PbHeUdr9KuirK09luWCakeMmABu8kqV6FZOmlV8K52BW2NTYSpr1OTGnUglpVqySnIrG_Ami9jaisCQ4/s920/2013-Les-A.Phyllis.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="482" data-original-width="920" height="222" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEW9BDv6otzO1BqZqszw0tJJxeqIazyNYZK5rGK_s2yAuiAsGwE075upaHiDNWhgw_s6g5MwvhS1OyB_T4CHiLrwBfEhM1HnOiu94aAiH6xA9PbHeUdr9KuirK09luWCakeMmABu8kqV6FZOmlV8K52BW2NTYSpr1OTGnUglpVqySnIrG_Ami9jaisCQ4/w422-h222/2013-Les-A.Phyllis.png" width="422" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>Phyllis Barbara Gimson Nicholls was born on 2 November 1922 in Linton, Cambridgeshire, England to Ernest Reynolds Gimson and Gladys Hilda Wakefield. She was the fourth child of five children born in this family. At the age of 3 she and her family sailed on the "SS Berrima" from England to Western Australia where she settled and grew up for the next seventeen years. Ernie, Muriel, Phyllis, Eva and her parents.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEiB_1JILW4J3nzZxpN8ETUOGyOo2HlxCZ5gqDCPicYEeVEj7iaT-2jNgya3cYwiYZn0i-wQOjlWAQMmaZsvK31epRQm-j_gwJL4XqGUsp5VEz4yxNPKH8BIYq71keaK5ll270lIrXcFwhmPritgncVzNyMExCYa8Aa2rx1zM8ZqHWQ6wEQ2gj3dtmu8/s1415/1927-Move%20to%20Australia%20to%20Western%20Australia.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="195" data-original-width="1415" height="80" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEiB_1JILW4J3nzZxpN8ETUOGyOo2HlxCZ5gqDCPicYEeVEj7iaT-2jNgya3cYwiYZn0i-wQOjlWAQMmaZsvK31epRQm-j_gwJL4XqGUsp5VEz4yxNPKH8BIYq71keaK5ll270lIrXcFwhmPritgncVzNyMExCYa8Aa2rx1zM8ZqHWQ6wEQ2gj3dtmu8/w583-h80/1927-Move%20to%20Australia%20to%20Western%20Australia.JPG" width="583" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">They lived in Guilford, Konnongorring, and Bindi Bindi before settling in Babakin in 1931 where her father bought a store called The Trading and Agency Co., which he renamed to E. R. Gimson, Babakin Trading and Agency Co., General Merchants store. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgukb-GUBsuE8lGUIW7NhNhM9E0nNPLGwW7YsrPGkFiRmKYxdo1HVnDhWK9L08FFc0QRGo6lzfmLBl0PzunhJfhYwXS7yEyBiiFBkx6311QY06MLDc4y3NlHh1wfzWK-cLAmlTzYfAo5zteKjmrMRKT6BPA5NV5XOoHCn5xsvCctI1Ao7BxzVoKgTWoV9c/s938/DoublePicture.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="938" data-original-width="775" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgukb-GUBsuE8lGUIW7NhNhM9E0nNPLGwW7YsrPGkFiRmKYxdo1HVnDhWK9L08FFc0QRGo6lzfmLBl0PzunhJfhYwXS7yEyBiiFBkx6311QY06MLDc4y3NlHh1wfzWK-cLAmlTzYfAo5zteKjmrMRKT6BPA5NV5XOoHCn5xsvCctI1Ao7BxzVoKgTWoV9c/w282-h342/DoublePicture.png" width="282" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Here she grew up and did her part to support her family and attend school. They lived in walking distance from the school and learned multiple things and how to grow fruits and vegetable as well as helping in the store. Her older and only living brother Ernie, joined the RAF and before he finished his training WWII broke out. Unfortunately he did not return from an air raid flight in 1941. In 1944 she moved with her family to New South Wales where she remained the rest of her life.</span><br /><br /></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She went on to become a registered nurse and married in 1949 to John Benjamin Nicholls and lived in Blacktown, N.S.W. Together they raised a son, Colin John Nicholls, who unexpectedly passed away in 1974. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">John liked to play lawn balls and Phyllis enjoyed painting ceramics. She was an excellent painter of many designs on plates, cups and sauces, she even had a kiln in her home. She would share her work with stores in the area for sale but would also give some away to members of her family. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Phyllis and John, her husband, along with Eva, her sister and James, Eva's husband moved into the Mayflower Villas, Westmead, N.S.W. Here she stayed through the loss of James in 1998 and John in 2000. Her and Eva would do shopping together and attend family gatherings along with church together. They were always together until April, 2015 when Eva passed away. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">While she could still get around and was somewhat healthy, she resettled into the Melrose Village, Pendle Hill, N.S.W., where she could be comfortable and should she need assistance of any kind, they would provide it. It was here that she would turn 100 years old on 2 November 2022, and have quite the celebration. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Before turning 100, she fell a couple of times and became very frail. On 27 June, 2023, she passed away and has been laid to rest with her husband and son at Pinegrove Memorial Gardens in Minchinbury, N.S.W., Australia. She will be dearly missed by many who knew her over the years.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Phyllis Barbara Gimson Nicholls: 2 Nov 1922-27 June 2023</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-18406574148867624332021-11-04T21:09:00.006-06:002021-11-04T21:30:50.405-06:00The Glistening Sun Catcher<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/SFWV0qBIOqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uMU9osgfMPY/s1600-h/sun-catcher.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212236875615976098" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/SFWV0qBIOqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uMU9osgfMPY/s320/sun-catcher.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span>Hanging in the window of my kitchen is an array of stained glass sun catchers placed in just the right position to bring into my kitchen a kaleidoscope of colors for me as the sunlight streams through them.<span style="font-size: 0px;"> </span>Sun catchers are amazing little things and so pleasing to the eye.<span style="font-size: 0px;"> </span></span></span>
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</span><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><o:p></o:p>One sun catcher brings more delight to me than just its’ beauty. Whenever I gaze at it, I am immediately taken back years to my own mother’s kitchen where it also hung enchanting her with the same beautiful rainbow of colors.<span style="font-size: 0px;"> </span>This sun catcher is shaped like musical symbols and reminds me of the love for music that existed in my mother’s life throughout my childhood and hers.</span></span>
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</span><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><o:p></o:p>When my mother was a child, her own mother taught her how to play the piano, but her love of music continued beyond that. She was always a part of a church choir and took the time also to teach her own children how to play the piano. Later in life, she became a member of the <i>“Melody Bells”,</i> which was a large female barbershop group.<span style="font-size: 0px;"> </span>She would spend hours practicing and participating in many competitions, bringing much joy to her life and all those who knew her.</span></span>
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</span><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span>Music was such a part of my mother’s life that she carefully planned the program for her own funeral. When that day came, the <i>“Melody Bells”</i> sang her favorite song, “<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SQKWl5GEbJ0" target="_blank">On Eagles Wings</a>”.<span style="font-size: 0px;"> </span>Her memory and her love of music lives on through her children and grandchildren. Today many of them are either in choirs, singing groups or learning to play the piano. But I am particularly blessed, for I inherited the musical sun catcher!</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Dedicated in memory of my mother, Claire V. M. Brisson 1927-1998 </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span>
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<div>On January 25, 1995, I interviewed my Aunt Ozina to learn more about her. Ozina Cora Marotte was born on August 15, 1908, to <a href="https://timelessgen.blogspot.com/2010/01/alphonse-arthur-marotte.html" target="_blank">Alphonse Arthur Marotte</a> and Lovina Theroux on Aug. 15, 1908, she was the oldest of 9 children, with my mother, <a href="https://timelessgen.blogspot.com/2010/09/claire-virginie-marotte-brisson.html" target="_blank">Claire Virginie Marotte Brisson</a>, being the youngest with almost 19 years apart. </div><div><br /></div><div>She spent most of her life helping others and became a Registered Nurse in 1934. She also helped the Red Cross as a nurse.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-af9eynj9oFg/YRk6sND9EwI/AAAAAAAAM2U/lNqEg-I1kfIacn5bCE22tl-RjDNE2JaMwCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/OzinaCMarotte-RN-1934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1448" data-original-width="2048" height="248" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-af9eynj9oFg/YRk6sND9EwI/AAAAAAAAM2U/lNqEg-I1kfIacn5bCE22tl-RjDNE2JaMwCNcBGAsYHQ/w351-h248/OzinaCMarotte-RN-1934.jpg" width="351" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>Her father, had the first <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ford_Model_T" target="_blank">Model T</a> that did <i><b>not</b></i> need to be cranked, and she learned to drive in it. </div><div><br /></div><div>She shared with me about her mother Lovina Theroux, and how she played the piano and had a green thumb. She would see a plant along a path that looked like it was dying, bring it home and nurse it to good health. When she got too old to have any more children she was very upset. Unfortunately, her mother passed away in 1945, Ozina had just turned 37 and had been married for five years to Eugene Baron, they were married 20 June 1940 in Mansfield, Massachusetts where they lived for many years.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNj2jz5v2hQ/YRlCA3UB5cI/AAAAAAAAM2c/KbYHDWSwqh8c3DwrMH37sDhCtQiv1a-3gCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/20June1940Ozina-Marotte-Eugene-Baron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1530" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNj2jz5v2hQ/YRlCA3UB5cI/AAAAAAAAM2c/KbYHDWSwqh8c3DwrMH37sDhCtQiv1a-3gCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/20June1940Ozina-Marotte-Eugene-Baron.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Ozina was an accomplished organist, and in June, 1979 she became Grand Organist of the Eastern Star. </div>
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<div>Not having any children of her own, she was like our <i>grandmother</i> as Lovina had passed away before we were born. She outlived two husbands, Eugene Baron and Dexter Stripp.</div>
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<div><br /></div><div>She taught me how to knit, and crochet using string, and sew my own clothes by helping me make my high school prom dress. She made many sweaters and gloves for us over the years. Whenever possible, we would play cribbage and Scrabble together, go blue berry picking at her summer home, made the best blue berry muffins. We learned much about life from her as she shared of her own life experiences. Whenever we play either game, we always think of her and Uncle Gene. Eugene died in 1969, and she remarried Dexter G. Stripp on 16 September 1975, he died 22 January 1984.</div><div><br /></div><div>She is missed very much and were blessed to have had her in our lives. She is buried at <a href="https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/214361293/ozina-cora-marotte" target="_blank">Spring Brook Cemetery</a> in Mansfield, Massachusetts with her first husband, Eugene Arthur Lewis Baron, and her mother-in-law, Annie Baron Slater.</div><div><br /></div>
<div></div><div>Remembered: Ozina C. M. B. Stripp 1908-1997 </div><div>Updated: 15 Aug 2021</div><div><br /></div>TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-1531992243665584002021-03-09T16:49:00.001-07:002021-03-09T16:50:17.439-07:00James Watt Robertson Banks: 1924-1998<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrNuas9c2Ls/YEfatChhRkI/AAAAAAAAMYM/9LTxgsmWTB4BREBCVjerqsfXoGFR0L_4ACNcBGAsYHQ/s251/1949-06-04-James%2BBanks-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="251" data-original-width="192" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrNuas9c2Ls/YEfatChhRkI/AAAAAAAAMYM/9LTxgsmWTB4BREBCVjerqsfXoGFR0L_4ACNcBGAsYHQ/s0/1949-06-04-James%2BBanks-1.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">James Watt Robertson Banks was born in Edinburgh, Scotland on 15 January 1924 to <a href="https://timelessgen.blogspot.com/2013/09/alexander-crombie-banks.html" target="_blank">Alexander Crombie Banks</a> and <a href="http://timelessgen.blogspot.com/2012/03/mary-isabella-mcewen-banks.html" target="_blank">Mary Isabella McEwen</a>. He had an older brother William and his father was a painter. On 6 August 1925, t</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">he family sailed on the ship "<a href="https://passengers.history.sa.gov.au/file/31715" target="_blank">S.S. Ballarat</a>" and immigrated to Sydney, Australia. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_eBT_d37whA/YEflnPxY-fI/AAAAAAAAMYc/Fxz1G9weQacCZWg-npx5LV-1W1evixvzACNcBGAsYHQ/s650/1925-JamesWattRobertsonBanksPassengerList.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="269" data-original-width="650" height="165" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_eBT_d37whA/YEflnPxY-fI/AAAAAAAAMYc/Fxz1G9weQacCZWg-npx5LV-1W1evixvzACNcBGAsYHQ/w400-h165/1925-JamesWattRobertsonBanksPassengerList.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">He attended <a href="https://burnside-p.schools.nsw.gov.au/" target="_blank">Burnside Public School</a> in North Parramatta, NSW and became an electrical fitter. He enlisted in the Australian Armed Services during WWII at the age of 18 in 1942 till 1946. He assisted in the defense of Darwin as a gunner. Darwin was bombed 59 times during the war. He was awarded the General Service Medal for being part of the defense to keep open the Australia's Northern gateway. He was awared the Commonwealth Service Medal, 1939-1945 War Medal and the Australian Active Service Medal. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">He returned home and worked as an electrical fitter, he also tested electrical appliances. He married <a href="https://timelessgen.blogspot.com/2015/10/eva-irene-gimson-1925-2015.html" target="_blank">Eva Irene Gimson</a> on 4 June 1949 in Parramatta, NSW, Australia. Together they eventually settled in Guildford, NSW where they lived for many years. They had three children, their oldest, Les, is this authors' husband. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">After this author arrived in NSW to marry their son, he treated me as his own and was a wonderful grandfather to all of the children. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">When their home became too big, they moved to the Mayflower Villas. Jim was well known and an active member of the local Guildford and Merrylands Returned Service League, and his local church, he loved the Lord. He had the opportunity to visit James Simpson Lockhart Banks Taylor, a first cousin, in Queens, NY when visiting us in Rhode Island in 1993, it was an amazing visit. Hard to believe the resemblance.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nTbMEXfnTTU/YEgES7QvvpI/AAAAAAAAMY0/M4_LfI9vwx0wA_w5RHaZatP26WFk1i8YwCNcBGAsYHQ/s973/1993-Two%2BCousins%2B%2528Close%2BUp%2529%2BJim%2BBanks%2B%2526%2BJames%2BTaylor.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="690" data-original-width="973" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nTbMEXfnTTU/YEgES7QvvpI/AAAAAAAAMY0/M4_LfI9vwx0wA_w5RHaZatP26WFk1i8YwCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/1993-Two%2BCousins%2B%2528Close%2BUp%2529%2BJim%2BBanks%2B%2526%2BJames%2BTaylor.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>His favorite saying when asked how he was feeling was "I feel with my hands" and a grin from ear to ear. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">While visiting in May, 1998, he passed away after a family get together.</span><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sV-XS2Cu1Mo/YEgDJwSOgNI/AAAAAAAAMYs/xLJprxzz_fA69OVrcVeErhu30yIClTsKQCNcBGAsYHQ/s954/Dad-1998.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="738" data-original-width="954" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sV-XS2Cu1Mo/YEgDJwSOgNI/AAAAAAAAMYs/xLJprxzz_fA69OVrcVeErhu30yIClTsKQCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/Dad-1998.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAYSQDnVgnQ/YEgFRgeXmII/AAAAAAAAMY8/ozGzmGXfyY0CFcdcm8sx9WkDeOjCYSS-wCNcBGAsYHQ/s180/WW2-Militaryflower.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="180" data-original-width="139" height="166" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAYSQDnVgnQ/YEgFRgeXmII/AAAAAAAAMY8/ozGzmGXfyY0CFcdcm8sx9WkDeOjCYSS-wCNcBGAsYHQ/w128-h166/WW2-Militaryflower.jpg" width="128" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">"Lest We Forget"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">James Watt Robertson Banks: 15 January 1924-19 May 1998</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Claire (*)</span><br />
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At 17 she is listed in the 1911 England census as a domestic in London, England. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Gladys married </span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://timelessgen.blogspot.com/search?q=Ernest+Reynolds+Gimson" target="_blank">Ernest Reynolds Gimson</a> </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">on 30 September 1915 in Sawston, and settled in Linton, Cambridgeshire, England. An opportunity for a land grant brought Gladys, Ernest and their five children to settle in Fremantle, Western Australia in 1927, on the ship "Berrima". They carved a life for themselves, and built a general store. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BV7-Xy3rsqQ/X8mpW8NHwZI/AAAAAAAAMJk/hzsKCV7l-OcC__Ju5ELk-rQwCrznP12rACNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/ERGimsonStore.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1189" data-original-width="2048" height="186" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BV7-Xy3rsqQ/X8mpW8NHwZI/AAAAAAAAMJk/hzsKCV7l-OcC__Ju5ELk-rQwCrznP12rACNcBGAsYHQ/w320-h186/ERGimsonStore.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">After their son, <a href="https://timelessgen.blogspot.com/2010/12/ernest-william-gimson.html" target="_blank">Ernest William Gimson</a>, was reported <i>Missing in Action off Malta</i> in 1941, they eventually sold the store in 1944 and moved to Pendle Hills, New South Wales (NSW) where they shared poultry farming with Robert Gimson, his brother until 1958 when they purchased their own home in Guildford, NSW. Her husband passed away on 2 August 1961. She moved to the Mayflower Village in Westmead in 1980, and lived there till her passing on 3 December 1983 at the age of 90. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She celebrated her 90th birthday, 10 July 1983, at this authors' home, in Tregear, NSW and blew out all 90 candles! She shared her contentment with her life. While there were some deep sorrows over the loss of two children, resettling in Western Australia and then in NSW, she stated she had a wonderful husband and a great family. We all miss her charm, wit, experience, and her love for the little ones as they were born. As of 2020, she has many direct descendants living in Australia and the U.S., an amazing legacy. This author married her first grandson. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Her remains are located in Rookwood Memorial Gardens and Crematorium, Rookwood, NSW. </span></div></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5oS2z_k7pUc/X8m6BOj2JQI/AAAAAAAAMKE/5yvBA_chMyolZ2GUP-zvzPaULvTUxBv3ACNcBGAsYHQ/s4608/SAM_0056.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5oS2z_k7pUc/X8m6BOj2JQI/AAAAAAAAMKE/5yvBA_chMyolZ2GUP-zvzPaULvTUxBv3ACNcBGAsYHQ/s320/SAM_0056.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Gladys Hilda [Wakefield] Gimson: 10 July 1893-3 December 1983</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Claire (*)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">www.clairebrissonbanks.com</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Timeless Genealogies</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">www.timelessgen.com</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">We're Your Family is "No. 1"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Blogs</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">http://gen-reflections.blogspot.com</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">http://buddinggenealogist.blogspot.com/</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Social Media</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">https://www.facebook.com/TimelessGenealogies</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">http://www.linkedin.com/in/clairebrissonbanks</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Twitter@TimelessGen</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">claire@timelessgen.com</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> (c) 2005-2020, Timeless Genealogies, All Rights Reserved</span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-16825696453634829302016-08-13T14:45:00.000-06:002016-08-13T14:45:30.425-06:00James Arthur Haigh: 1937-2016<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">James Arthur Haigh was born in 1937 to James Arthur Haigh and Marie Loretta Brisson, he was the first of four children born to this couple.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Jim grew up in Smithfield, RI and lived there most of his life, however, he did live in MA, NE, and IA in his lifetime. He graduated from URI, with post graduate work out of the Univ. of Wisconsin, Iowa State University and Univ. of Iowa. He was licensed as a Professional Engineer in RI in 1973. He was also a member of multiple engineering societies, a guest speaker and a seminar presenter. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Jim married Joyce P. Malone in 1963 and together they had four children. Jim was involved in a large variety of activities from politics to the community and church, but he always felt his greatest achievement in life was his dedication to his loving wife and 4 children.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Jim was one of my 45 first cousins on my dad's side and out of all of them, he was the oldest I knew. There were a few others that were older, but I never had the opportunity to get to know them like I did with Jim. We often spoke about family, kept in touch by phone and when in the area we would go out and enjoy lunch together.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His wife Joyce was wonderful and very involved in scouting as was he, along with genealogy and learning about his ancestors. I helped him go back a number of generations to England two Christmases ago and he was so thrilled to learn about all of those ancestors along with being part of the Brisson and Haigh legacy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Unfortunately, his wife, Joyce, passed away in 1992 after a horrible battle with cancer. It was a terrible loss to him and their children. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Jim recently passed away unexpectedly, he was 79 years old. Our many phone calls and his opportunity to continue that bond between father and children and cousins grew over time and is now gone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He wrote his own obituary in May, 2015, <a href="https://drive.google.com/open?id=0BxrrSaTqVz_VR2RleEVLeDItVEk" target="_blank">here is a link to it</a>. Whenever we'd talk or get together, it was always good fun, talking about days gone by, children, family, growing up and of course, what new things were going on. He always made time to attend funerals of aunts and uncles and visited them when opportunities came along. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He will be missed by his own children, his siblings and all those he interacted with each and every day. May he rest in peace.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Marie Beatrice Brisson was born on 10 January 1920, she was the 9th of 16 children born to Omer Joseph Brisson, Sr. and Julia Anne Plante. Two of their children died the same day as their birth so she was the 7th living child.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With so many children in the family everyone grew up quickly and learned to help out to get everything done in the home and find jobs as soon as they could to simply survive the times. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Aunt Bea worked as a waitress in many locations and helped to raise the younger ones as they came along. She also was a banquet server and a host which, combined with her own skills, made her a wonderful cook for many many years.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She married Alred Crisostomi on 21 June 1941 and lived in Providence, Rhode Island all her life. Here she had 3 children, Carmino, Robert and Julie Ann. She did all she could to raise her family and help her siblings with their families. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These were very difficult times, the "Great Depression" was here and life was very hard, jobs were scarce but she maintained a positive attitude through all this and the loss of her husband and children. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Over the years she became an inspiration to the many nieces and nephews she had along with her grandchildren and great grandchildren. When you bring up Auntie Bea's name everyone smiles and says "<i><b style="color: purple;">she was such an inspiration to me and always knew exactly what to say to help me through anything at the time"</b>.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Her legacy is amazing as she leaves many grandchildren, great grandchildren and many more nieces and nephews who are scattered all over the United States. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She passed away on December 26, 2014, a liitle over a year ago, she was 94. Even today speaking to one of her many descendants, they always say, <span style="color: purple;"><b>"<i>I miss calling and talking to Auntie Bea, she was always so positive and had the best outlook on life, she loved to go places and have fun</i>"</b></span>. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In 2014, she was the 3rd sibling to pass away in this family. Her sister Jeannette Brisson Renza passed away on 22 Feb. 2014, then another sister, Lillian Brisson Anastasi on 11 June 2014 and then <a href="http://findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=pv&GRid=145026270&PIpi=133792262" target="_blank">Beatrice Brisson Crisostomi</a>. There two siblings still living, they also miss her daily cheerful phone calls as well as getting together and enjoying life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">May she rest in peace and know she is dearly missed by many.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When Eva Irene was born on 16 October 1925 in Linton, Cambridgeshire, England, the country was in recovery mode from World War 1, she was the last of five children in her family. Her father, <a href="http://timelessgen.blogspot.com/2010/05/ernest-reynolds-gimson.html" target="_blank">Ernest Reynolds Gimson</a>, was quite the entrepreneur and he tackled everything in life with a 'can do' philosophy which he passed onto all of his children. Her mother, Gladys Hilda Wakefield was also an amazing woman as she strived to create a loving home for her growing family.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When Eva was about 16 months old, her whole family sailed on the <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HMAS_Berrima" target="_blank">S.S. Berrima</a> to Fremantle, Western Australia where they settled in Babakin. She went to school and helped her father out in the General Store. The shell of this building still stands today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When World War II broke out, her oldest brother Ernie joined the Royal Air Force; unfortunately, he was reported "Missing in Action" shortly before the war ended. The strain of this loss in her family caused her father to leave Western Australia and join his brother, Robert who had a farm in Pendle Hill, NSW. They travelled by train as it was on the other side of Australia. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It is in NSW where Eva met James Watt Robertson Banks and married on 4 June 1949 in a double wedding ceremony with her sister. Eventually, Eva and Jim had three children and lived in Guildford, NSW.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Once the children were married, they moved to a small community called Mayflower Villas, which later became known as Mayflower Village, where she spent the rest of her life. It was small but ample room for them and visiting family members. Her sister and her husband lived there too, and after the passing of both husbands they were a great support for one another.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I married one of her sons and found her to be the best possible mother-in-law, although she always considered me to be another daughter. Mum was supportive of all we did as a family and loved all the grandchildren and great grandchildren that came along. Mum was delighted in hearing about their lives and cherished the many pictures, phone calls and visits over the years and was so excited that a great great grandchild was due early in August, 2015.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Towards the end of last year, 2014, Eva became ill and slipped away on 13 April 2015, had she made it to today she would have been 90.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With today being "Pioneer Day" in Utah, I couldn't help but reflect on the pioneers in my own family. The above photo of footsteps is but a small symbol in what most pioneers endured as they traveled from one country to another and settled in that new country. The mode of transport would match the time period they came to that new country in combination of where the old country was located.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">While my ancestors helped to settle Quebec, Canada in the 1600s, my four main direct lines from my grandparents all came from Canada between 1850 and 1900 and migrated down to the New England area where there was work in the mills which allowed them to support their families.</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Isaie-Gedeon and Josephte (<b>Bougeois</b>) <b>Marotte</b> immigrated in 1855 with 7 of their 8 children</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Philip Clive Wakefield was born 14 June 1923 in Sawston, Cambridgeshire, England to <a href="http://www.angelfire.com/folk/trudie/docs/albertwakefield.html" target="_blank">Albert Wakefield</a> and <a href="http://www.angelfire.com/folk/trudie/docs/gertrudestarling.html" target="_blank">Gertrude Flora Starling</a>. He was last of six children and as the last English Census record available is 1911, there are no census records currently available to show him listed with the rest of his family. </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Flora Kathline Ann Wakefield</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">His birth is listed in the England and Wales Birth Index for the 3rd quarter, 1923, Linton Registration District, Vol. 3b, page 740 as follows:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Battalions of the Watch fought in almost every major action of the British in World War II, from Palestine to Dunkirk to Normandy and as Chindits (42 and 73 columns) in Burma . The Black Watch was fiercely defeated by German Fallschirmjäger and Gebirgsjäger during the Battle of Crete in May 1941. The regiment was the first to cross the Rhine and into Germany during the Allied advance in 1945. After the war, in 1948, the two regular battalions were merged into one.(1)</i></span></div>
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(1) <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Watch_%28Royal_Highland_Regiment%29">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Watch_%28Royal_Highland_Regiment%29</a></div>
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(2) Ancestry.com. UK, Army Roll of Honour, 1939-1945 [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations Inc, 2009. Original data: England. The National Archives. “War Office: Roll of Honour, Second World War.” Database. Army Roll of Honour 1939-45. Soldiers Died in World War Two. (WO304). CD Rom. Naval & Military Press. <a href="http://tinyurl.com/k5dqkzs">http://tinyurl.com/k5dqkzs</a></div>
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Growing up in a large family and having a large family creates an energy of its own for Christmas. I can remember fondly many a Christmas full of excitement and wonder as a child and then as a parent who has carefully saved to provide the best possible gifts for their children.<br />
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As time goes on, though, we realize the value of the bought gifts, the handmade gifts, elaborate gifts and the simple ones, but the ones I think we remember the most are the heartfelt ones given under difficult circumstances with much love and devotion in the process.<br />
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Perhaps, the reason these kinds of gifts mean so much is because of the true gift we actually celebrate at Christmas; the birth of Jesus Christ here on the earth as a little baby, our Savior and King.<br />
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This year I requested one thing from my children "time". To stay, chat, relax and take in the day as a family and enjoy the simple fact that we were able to be altogether at this point in time. It was a sincere request which they filled and added the love, laughter and joy that a family day can bring.<br />
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I think as I recollect, that this has been a Christmas I will cherish and remember for many years to come as tomorrow is not promised to anyone and none of know where we will be next Christmas. I want to thank each and every family member for their love and devotion to our family.<br />
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<br />TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-83604106238120169922013-11-22T18:18:00.005-07:002013-11-22T18:19:41.211-07:00My Thoughts on JFK - 50 Years Later...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As a youngster at this point in my life and like everyone I meet who remembers, they can tell you exactly where they were when they learned of this terrible tragedy.<br />
I, too, was deeply affected by this at the time and learned of it from my friends' mother walking home from school. I vaguely remember running home from that point as I could not believe it was true.<br />
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Of coursed the reality hit when, as soon as I was home, it was on the television and there just wasn't anything else on any of all the stations we had at that time.<br />
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It was a very long and sorrow filled weekend as our whole family, along with the rest of the world, watched everything that was shown ending with the funeral.<br />
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I chose the above picture as I remember thinking of how sad it was that these children would grow up without their dad and our nation would be without their dad as our president. I was not old enough to fully understand all the implications from this but saw my own parents and relatives along with many many others shed many tears through this whole scene.<br />
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Here we are 50 years later with no clear answers as to what really happened but we honor him and I want my descendants to know I do remember this as though it just happened yesterday.<br />
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This is definitely a very dark moment in the history of the United States of America.<br />
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TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-16572505421961583202013-09-17T10:39:00.000-06:002013-09-17T10:48:45.023-06:00Alexander Crombie Banks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Alexander Crombie Banks was born on 21 October 1891 to James Simpson Banks and Jane Neil Lockhart in Edinburgh, Midlothian, Scotland. He was the 10th out of a total of 12 children born to this couple during their marriage. Alexander grew up in Coupar Angus, which stretches over two counties, Angus and Perthshire.<br />
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The 1901 Scotland Census shows him listed with his family and that his father was a plasterer, a trade he held all his life. In fact, his father was working as a plasterer when he died in January, 1916 and was not there when Alexander married later that year.<br />
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By the 1911 Scotland Census, Alexander is an apprentice painter and this is the trade he kept throughout his whole life, a trade that he passed on to one of his sons. The rest of his family is on the previous page of the 1911 census.<br />
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In 1916, he married <a href="http://timelessgen.blogspot.com/2012/03/mary-isabella-mcewen-banks.html" target="_blank">Mary Isabella McEwen</a> and together they had 2 children, William and James. In 1925, Alexander, sailed with his family to New South Wales, Australia where they settled in Parramatta, a suburb of Sydney and raised his family. Today <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parramatta" target="_blank">Parramatta</a> is a major city with many activities for all ages.<br />
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Alexander never forgot his Scottish roots as they belonged to the Sydney Highland Society and heavily participated in all their events. I had the pleasure of meeting him in 1976 and thoroughly enjoyed listening to his stories of Scotland.<br />
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When our children were little, he would sit them on his lap and sing Scottish songs to them, it was always a treat . He loved all the grandchildren very much.<br />
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Age has a way of catching up with people and he passed away on August 24, 1979, just a few months before another little one arrived. He was an amazing man, father and grandfather who always helped others whenever there was a need.<br />
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TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-49467460653478196572013-09-04T09:25:00.001-06:002013-09-04T09:25:35.899-06:00Edward Frances Brisson<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Edward was born 22 Dec 1922 to Omer J Brisson and Julia Anne Plante. While he was their 2nd son, he already had 5 sisters born before him. As both his parents were born in Canada, all their children were first generation Americans.<br />
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By the 1930 US Census there were 11 children in this large family that was still growing. His father is listed as a clerk in a market while 3 of his older sisters were working in the mills to help support the family. By the 1940 census 3 more children were born to this family and Eddie was also working along with the older children, the census states he was a road builder, from an early age, a solid work ethic was part of this family and most families during this time period. This work ethic was carried over in my own family as Eddie's brother, Omer, is my dad, and we all had jobs early in our lives, mine being a paper route at 11 along with my brother Paul who was 10. As we grew the paper route was handed down to other members of the family instilling in us a solid work ethic that has sustained us thus far throughout our lives.<br />
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When WWII came along, Eddie did his part and joined the Army, he was a WWII veteran and a member of the American Legion Post as it states in his obituary. He married in 1958 to Helen A Gannon and together they raised a house full of boys and lived in West Warwick, RI. He enjoyed sports and played minor league baseball when younger and was an avid Yankee fan. He was the owner of the Brisson Claim service but worked for various other claim services as well as being part of the RI State Jury Commissioners Office.<br />
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Family was very important to Eddie and he was always interested in all the genealogical information I would share with him over time and would attend as many family functions as physically possible. He enjoyed all the information gleaned over the years on the Brisson family and how they had come from LaRochelle, Aunis, France in the 1600s with the first one being Rene Brisson.<br />
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He was always welcoming to all who visited his home and enjoyed lots of company. He would reminisce about times gone by when his sisters and family were there and did his best to look on the positive side whenever possible to most situations.<br />
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On August 30th, 2013, he passed away and surely was greeted by his wife, Helen who passed away in 2001 and his son Kevin who passed away in 1997 along with many other family members who have passed on. He will be missed but be remembered for the happiness he brought to all wherever and whenever possible.<br />
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Edward Francis Brisson: 1922-2013<br />
<br />TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-2968735494450369262012-06-03T20:31:00.001-06:002021-06-20T09:54:25.647-06:00Omer Joseph Brisson, Jr.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/SuZl689RgkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pg0Wg2W0ouM/s1600-h/early-pic-ojb-jr.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397113266920063554" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/SuZl689RgkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pg0Wg2W0ouM/s200/early-pic-ojb-jr.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 161px;" /></a><br />
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Born 30 March 1918 in Providence, RI to Omer Joseph Brisson, Sr. and Julia Anne Plante. He was the first male child to this large family of 16 children. <br />
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Omer was known as "Red" for his hair color. After finishing his senior year in high school, he started bodybuilding to improve his overall appearance and for entertainment around January, 1937. This was commonplace for this time period as it was during what was known as the 'Great Depression' which began with the stock market crash in 1929 and continued throughout most of the 1930s. With money short and jobs difficult to find, individuals found other ways to get by; body building required a lot of structure and discipline but no money and he became very good over time.<br />
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Together with friends, he developed moves, positions and routines and they eventually formed an 'Acrobat Troupe.' In February, 1939 he competed in Mr. America and received an honorable mention and in the spring of 1940 he competed in Mr. Rhode Island and was the runner-up with the following pose:<br />
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In April, 1939, he injured his right ankle at Hugh B. Bain Jr. High, Cranston, RI and landed in the hospital. Over a long period of time, he had 10 operations, a bone spur removed and eventually had tuberculosis set it to make matters worse. To aid his walk, his right shoe heel was much thicker than normal. Because of this injury and the number of surgeries, he never served in World War II, however, many of his brothers and friends had enlisted and he did what he could in support of the war.<br />
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During these periods of visits to St. Joseph's Hospital, he met his future wife, Claire V. Marotte who was a nurse at this hospital. He also worked at the Sheraton Biltmore Hotel as an accounting clerk for a time, he was very good with numbers.<br />
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</div>TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-78496407628753043942012-03-07T08:58:00.000-07:002012-03-07T09:01:02.291-07:00Mary Isabella McEwen Banks<br />
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Mary Isabella McEwen was born 3 February 1895 to William McKidd McEwen and Catherine McNicol as the 3rd of their 4 children in Kenmore, Perthshire, Scotland. <br />
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On 16 August 1916, at the age of 21, she married Alexander Crombie Banks in Dunblane, Perthshire, Scotland. Together they had two children, William Alexander and James Watt Robertson Banks. Her husband, Alexander, was a painter by trade. <br />
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When James, their youngest, was one and half years old, they emigrated to New South Wales, Australia where they settled to raise their family. Here they are listed as passengers on the ship called the "S.S. Ballarat" on the 6th August 1925.<br />
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They stayed in this area and for awhile and were connected with the Burnside Homes where her husband was a painter while Mary did some mending and knitting for the occupants as services provided through St. Andrews' church. Mary was a keen knitter and crocheter and would make clothing for the children.<br />
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During World War 2, Mary participated along with other women, through St. Andrews Church, in making camouflage netting to cover the weapons on the ground so they would not be seen from the airplanes above. This required the use of a special oblong tool which I'm told was very difficult for the women to use. These women did many different tasks to assist their men in the battle fields.<br />
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Together they belonged to the Highland Society in the area and participated in all their celebrations. She was well known for her 'Haggis' which the two of them would make for 'Burns Night' celebrations. In fact all who knew her and her family would say she was a wonderful cook, no matter what it was; fancy foods, vegies, scones, cakes, etc. they were the best and she so loved her gas stove. The highland dancing was always delightful as she was from the highlands herself. She would dress her very best at these functions and included a hat and gloves to match.<br />
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She enjoyed her grandchildren immensely and had many a family gathering at her home. Mary and Alexander would go to Manly during their summer holidays and stay in a granny flat of their friends. Their children and grandchildren would come to visit by ferry and have a grand time. <br />
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They never owned a vehicle and traveled everywhere by bus, train or simply walking. Over a period of time her feet were giving her problems and she would go to a foot doctor to take care of them. On the 25th Sept 1964 she wasn't feeling well after returning from her visit to the foot doctor so she took the bus to the hospital and passed away later that evening at the age of 69. <br />
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She was definitely one who shared her talents with many and served others so willingly whenever needed. Her legacy of service to others lives on through her children and grandchildren along with her love of cooking, highland games and dancing and all things Scottish!<br />
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<br />TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-31996746724431442962012-01-16T14:19:00.000-07:002012-04-15T16:58:43.252-06:00Elzear Brisson<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My Great-Grandfather, Elzear Brisson was born on 25 Aug 1853 in Rimouski, Quebec, Canada to Ludger Brisson and Henriette Fiola/Vignola. He was the 2nd child of seven children all born in Rimouski. On the same day of his birth, he was baptized as is shown in his baptismal record below in the parish of Ste. Cecile.</div>
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The 1861 Canadian Census has the whole family living in St. Germain Parish, Macpes, Rimouski, Canada. Their father is listed as a '<i>cultivateur'</i><i> </i>which is some one who grows crops<i>.</i> While this section of the census is only of his immediate family, at the top of the census page on line 6 are his grand parents and additional family members from both sides of their family. Elzear is on line 40 and is 8 years old.</div>
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The family stays in Rimouski according to the 1871 and 1881 census but by the 1891 census he is living with his wife, Florentine Soucy and two children, Joseph and Omer in Hull, Ottawa, Quebec. According to his naturalization petition papers, he immigrated to the United States on 14 Sep 1893. </div>
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Marie Florentine Soucy was born 23 Jul 1855 in Rimouski, Quebec, Canada to Pierre (Prudent) Soucy and Mides-Neiges Thibault. She was the 2nd of eight children. Here is a copy of her baptismal record.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Maire Florentine Soucy married Elzear Brisson on 4 Feb 1879 at St. Blanchard's Church, Rimouski, Quebec, Canada. Together with three children they immigrated to the United States in 1893 and settled in Providence, Rhode Island. This family is located living at 44 Howard Street, Providence, RI. This census states she has had 9 children but only 4 are living. It is difficult to imagine how it would have been to leave their country knowing that these 5 children were buried and their family moved on for perhaps a better life in a new country.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Their next child was my grandfather, Omer Joseph Brisson born 14 Jan 1891. The family moved to the US after this birth as their daughter Marie Victoria Leontine Rose Brisson was born in Providence, RI on 3 Apr 1893. It must have been difficult to leave family and loved ones behind and yet they were able to relocate, settle down and the remainder of their family stayed in the RI area for many years. Some of their descendants moved out of the area but most stayed in New England.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="color: blue;">Eliza Audette</span></em> was born in Rouville, Quebec, Canada on 16 April 1856 to Magloire Audette and Marceline Mace. Her baptism record lists her name as <span style="color: blue;"><em>"Azilda Arsarine Audet"<span style="color: black;">,</span> however</em></span><span style="color: black;">, in each record where her name is listed, it is always mispelled somewhere! According to her granddaughter, Ozina Cora Marotte, she was always mentioned as "Grandma Eliza" in conversations with her grandfather Theodore Marotte as Eliza passed away before Ozina was born, in fact, her grandfather passed away when she was still young child herself.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We first find Eliza listed with her parents and brother Joseph in the 1861 Canadian Census where they are living in Rouville, Quebec. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">She was the first of nine children. Her father, Magloire, was listed as a saddler on her baptismal record. A <em>saddler</em> was an individual who worked with leather. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Their whole family immigrated to the United States sometime around 1866. While we located her family in the 1870 US Census she is not living with them and </span><span style="font-size: large;">we don't locate her until the 1880 US Census where she is married to Theodore Marotte with their first child Albina. They were married on 9 Sep 1877 at Notre Dame Church, Central Falls, Rhode Island. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Sadly, there is no picture of her to date. While she died young, her skills and talents were passed onto her five children as they matured into individuals with many talents of their own. She immigrated to a new country, learned a new language and different customs and was able to be a good wife and mother until she died soon after the birth of her sixth child.</span><br />
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This part of the memorial to the first French Colonists who settled around L'Ange-Gardien, Quebec, Canada which is located 10 miles northeast of Quebec City on the north side of the St. Lawrence Seaway. <a href="http://roussin.org/">(Courtesy of Roussin.org)</a></div>
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Rene Brisson was born about 1635 in St. Xainte, La Rochelle, Aunis, France. Records from this time period are scarce and it is thought his parents were Pierre Brisson and Marie Navarre, others say that his father was Jacques Brisson. Not much else is known about the family he left behind to settle in Quebec, Canada by this author at this time.</div>
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It is known that Rene Brisson sailed in the spring of 1664 on the ship "Le Noir d'Amsterdam" under Captian Pierre Filly who was from Dieppe. The ship was a fishing vessel and to improve the return on investments they added 51 passengers. Rene was among 50 young men hired to work in New France as it was a time of recruiting individuals to help build 'New France'. There was also one female, Jeanne Benart. Besides Rene Brisson there were others who helped to settle the area; Nicolas Fournier, Andre Gautron dit Larochelle, Mathais and Pierre Champagne and Jean Beaudet. From the passenger list only 42 are identified (1). On May 25, 1664, the 100 ton ship docked at Quebec. You'll note most of these names along with many others were some of the "First Colonists" who helped to settle Quebec.</div>
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Rene was a baker and did very well in Quebec. He married Anne Vezina in 1664 in L'Ange-Gardien, Montmorency, Quebec, Canada after signing a marriage contract on September 6, 1663 in front of Mr. Paul Vachon dit Pomerleau. </div>
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Together they had <em>ten</em> children but three died very young. They lived off the coast of Beaupre, Montmorency, Quebec, Canada and had <em>four</em> boys who helped to carry on the Brisson name. He died in 1698. The number of descendants this couple has had since their marriage in 1664 is truely amazing, there is no field this family has not entered into and been successful. Their descendants live in many places all over the world.</div>
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Rene Brisson is my 8th grandfather and my pioneer ancestor!</div>
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(1) Author: Debrien, Gabriel "Engages pour le Canada au XVIIe siecle, vus de la Rochelle." In Revue d'Histoire de L'Amerique Francaise, Vol. 6:2 (Sept 1952), pp. 177-233; vol. 6:3 (Dec. 1952), pp. 374-407. Page 393 / <a href="http://ancestry.com/">http://ancestry.com/</a> </div>
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Laurent Plante was born 6 Aug 1856 in St. Lazare (Bellechasse), Quebec, Canada to Francios David Plante and Marie Henriette Trahan. He was the fourth child of seven children and spent most of his life living in Canada. <br />
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In the 1871 Canadian census he is living with his family in Levis, Notre Dame de la Victoire and working as a cultivator. On 26 Nov., 1877, he married Marie Ruel in St. Charles (Bellechasse), Quebec, Canada. <br />
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The 1881 and 1891 Canadian Censuses have them living in Sherbrook, this is where all their children were born. Together they had seven children: Joseph, Peter Honore, Jean Baptiste, Louis D., Julia Anne, Emile J., and Joseph Oliva. <br />
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</div>His daughter Julia Anne, the young girl in the front on the right married Omer Joseph Brisson, Sr. on October 31, 1910 and are my grandparents. Family legend states that Laurent was quite tall and one can see from this family photo that he seems to be so even in his arkward sitting position for this picture.<br />
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Laurent Plante passed away on 31 July 1928 and is buried with his wife Marie in St. Ann's Cemetery, Cranston, RI. He was a hard worker who was there for his family every step of the way.<br />
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It is nice to know that people read my blog articles about those who have had gone on before and interlaced our lives for the better. It is fun to be chosen and thank you to one of my followers, Sonja at Tree Climbing with Grandma Sonja whose link is <a href="http://treeclimbingwithsonja.blogspot.com/">http://treeclimbingwithsonja.blogspot.com/</a>. <br />
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I also enjoy her post along with many others. The rules of acceptance are:<br />
1. Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who granted the award and the blog link.<br />
2. Pass the award on to 15 other blogs that you've newly discovered or just love so much.<br />
3. Remember to contact the bloggers to them know they have been chosen for this award.<br />
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Chosing 15 blogs is going to be interesting as there are many good ones! Thank you!<br />
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My Choices are:<br />
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1. <a href="http://www.geneamusings.com/">Genea-Musings</a><br />
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2. <a href="http://genealogy.about.com/od/blogging_history/Blogging_Family_History_Personal_Family_History_Blogs.htm">About.com Genealogy</a><br />
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3. <a href="http://blog.dearmyrtle.com/">DearMyrtle's Genealogy Blog</a><br />
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4. <a href="http://blogs.ancestry.com/circle/">Family History Circle</a><br />
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5. <a href="http://www.genealogycanada.blogspot.com/">Genealogy Canada</a><br />
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6. <a href="http://afgsonline.blogspot.com/">AFGS - American French Genealogical Society</a><br />
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7. <a href="http://french-genealogy.typepad.com/">The French Genealogy Blog</a><br />
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8. <a href="http://knowlescollection.blogspot.com/">The Knowles Collection</a><br />
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9. <a href="http://blog.myheritage.com/myheritage-coms-top-100-genealogy-sites-2010/">My Heritage Blog</a><br />
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10. <a href="http://www.arleneeakle.com/wordpress/">Arlene H. Eakles' Genealogy Blog</a><br />
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11. <a href="http://scottishancestry.blogspot.com/">Scotish Genes</a><br />
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12. <a href="http://genealogytipoftheday.blogspot.com/">Genealogy Tip of the Day</a><br />
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13. <a href="http://www.shadesofthedeparted.com/">Shades of the Departed</a><br />
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14. <a href="http://www.littlebytesoflife.com/">Little Bytes of Live</a><br />
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15. <a href="http://sherifenley.blogspot.com/">The Educated Genealogist</a>TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-78637172747400889642011-01-30T01:20:00.000-07:002011-01-30T01:20:45.275-07:00Theodore Marotte<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TSazAgdR6yI/AAAAAAAAAQM/6s2b9WvyGec/s1600/12-teddy-marotte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TSazAgdR6yI/AAAAAAAAAQM/6s2b9WvyGec/s1600/12-teddy-marotte.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Theodore Marotte was born on 1 February, 1854 in Richelieu, Quebec, Canada to Isaie-Gedeon Marotte and Josephte Bourgeois. Eight children were born to this couple, the first seven were born in Canada and Theodore was the seventh, with the eigth child, a sister, being born in Burlington, Vermont in 1860.<br />
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The first US Census we find Theodore was taken on 18 July 1860 and he is living with his family in Burlington, Vermont. This fits right in with the immigration information listed on his application; it states he immigrated in November, 1855 through St. Albans, Vermont which was the port of entry from Quebec into the United States at this time. He was naturalized on 2 November 1888.<br />
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The census records states his father was a tin smith. He is listed as a 'car builder' in the 1880 census but other censuses list him as a carpenter. He was someone who had multiple talents with his hands. His family stayed in Burlington, Vermont for the 1870 census also, but by the 1880 census he was in Pawtucket, Rhode Island living with his wife, Eliza Audette and their first child, Albena F. Marotte. Cora Anne, Alphonse, Alma and Alfred Eugene came along quickly and by 1885 they were expecting their sixth child. <br />
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Henry was born on 13 Feb 1888 and lived for 15 days, however, his mother died 8 days after his birth which was devasting to Theodore. It was a very difficult time in his life as he had five children to take care of and yet he had to work to support them. Family members helped out during this diffcult time and he remarried on 30 Jan 1889 to Adeline Ratte.<br />
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The family moved to Central Falls where he stayed for a number of years and changed his trade to being a carpenter as listed in the 1900 US Census. He had two more children with Adeline, George and Flora Bell. Eventually he moved back to Burlington, Vermont with his family and stayed there till his death on 31 March 1921. He continued his carpentry work in Burlington designing all different types of kitchen cabinets and any other household item made of wood. He built a large clientele and was very successful in his trade. He is buried in Vermont with Adeline.<br />
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His grave and photo are posted at FindAGrave: <a href="http://tinyurl.com/4fcsul2">http://tinyurl.com/4fcsul2</a> <br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span>Theodore Marotte: 1854-1921TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-44828565568489910032010-12-05T22:16:00.001-07:002010-12-05T23:11:35.019-07:00Ernest William Gimson<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TPs006chOlI/AAAAAAAAAP8/SMrBsVz0fjg/s1600/ernest_gimson.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TPs006chOlI/AAAAAAAAAP8/SMrBsVz0fjg/s200/ernest_gimson.bmp" width="132" /></a>Ernest William Gimson was born on 20 Dec 1916 at home at Claremont, 44 London Road in Sawston, Cambridge, England during World War 1. He was the first born child of Ernest Reynolds Gimson and Gladys Hilda Wakefield. Their next child, Roy Gimson, only lived a day. Over the next few years, three girls completed this tight knit family.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In February, 1927, when Ernest (Ernie) was 11 years old, their family immigrated to Australia. They sailed there on the S.S. Berrima and landed in Fremantle. After World War 1, the Australian government looked to Great Britain for immigrants and encouraged those willing to consider resettlement in Australia by offering them assisted passage. Additionally, British immigrants were also eligible to receive land grants and encouraged to settled in rural areas. Their family settled in Babakin, Western Australia as his father purchased land with a store and a home on it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Everyone in the family helped with the store and Ernie was a great help to his father in running a grocery story and maintain a farm in Western Australia. At 19 years of age, he joined the Royal Air Force in England in 1935 and was just finishing his education when World War II broke out.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Even though Ernie was away from home, he would always remember his sisters and mother at Christmas time and send them jewelry from England. Once World War II started in 1939 he was only able to continue that tradition for a couple more years. While in the Air Force he developed a love for soccer and was able to stay in touch and visit the many relatives still living in England.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Unfortunately, Ernie was reported missing off the coast of Sicily on 25th June, 1941. The family was notified by letter which stated they were part of an attack on a ship and the plane that Ernie was in didn't return from the raid. Various reports state there was a flash from the ship that may have hit the plane causing it to crash. The end result is that he was never seen again and presumed to have met with disaster. To this day he is still listed as "<em>Missing in Action</em>". In the <em>News & Reviews</em>, Cambridge, Sawston 1940-45 Newspaper Cuttings, the following statements were made:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", "serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><em>"29<sup>th</sup> October 1940<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gallant <place w:st="on"><city w:st="on">Sawston</city> <state w:st="on">Man.</state></place> A bar to his D.F.M. has been awarded to Sergeant </em></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", "serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><em>Ernest Gimson of 107 Squadron RAF. Sert. Gimson was born at Sawston, but his home is </em></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", "serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><em>at</em></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", "serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><em> Babakin Western <country-region w:st="on"><place w:st="on">Australia</place></country-region>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Before joining the RAF he was a shop keeper’s assistant.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was </em></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", "serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><em>awarded his DFM in February of this year in Air Operations.”</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", "serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"> The <a href="http://website.lineone.net/~remosliema/index.htm">Malta Family History</a> has a <em>"Commonwealth Air Force Memorial"</em> on their website dedicated to the airmen of the Commonwealth who died during World War II in the Mediterranean area but have no known grave. Their entry states:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", "serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><em>The actual Malta Memorial is situated in the area of Floriana and is easily identified by the Golden Eagle which surmounts the column and stands outside the main entrance to Valletta. Ther memorial honors almost 2,300 airmen who lost their lives during this war. He was a member of the 69th squardron whose motto is "With Vigilance We Serve", this he did with his life for his country.</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TPxvuo5ewNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/p9N3TpzPpxU/s1600/Commonwealth+Air+Forces+Memorial++Plaque+partial.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="206" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TPxvuo5ewNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/p9N3TpzPpxU/s400/Commonwealth+Air+Forces+Memorial++Plaque+partial.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", "serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">Those who knew him miss him and those who have come to know of him also wish they could have enjoyed the company of Ernest William Gimson, a hero to his family, friends and his country.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-layout-grid-align: none;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="color: black; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", "serif"; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ernest William Gimson, 541685, Flight Sergeant, D.F.M. and Bar, Royal Air Force, 69 Squadron, died 26<sup>th</sup> June 1941, aged 25 years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Son of Ernest R. and Gladys H. Gimson, of <place w:st="on"><city w:st="on">Pendle Hill</city>, <state w:st="on">New South Wales</state>, <country-region w:st="on">Australia</country-region></place>.</span></span></i><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TPxkVK7N2NI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HDgMCqmtEBM/s1600/POW-MIA_Flag.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TPxkVK7N2NI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HDgMCqmtEBM/s1600/POW-MIA_Flag.gif" /></a></div></div>TheLadyClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16380808353735270704noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119970669854684970.post-35433985280329343402010-10-30T23:41:00.001-06:002010-11-02T12:41:29.715-06:00Rose DeLima Limoges Theroux Paquin<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TLvfAn-LrEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ge89cwxih2E/s1600/therouxsisters-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="218" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmHSVfPd-2o/TLvfAn-LrEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ge89cwxih2E/s320/therouxsisters-1.jpg" width="320" /></a><br />
Rose DeLima Limoges and her six daughters<br />
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Rose DeLima Limoges was born 3 Nov 1859 in Lake Champlain Valley, Quebec, Canada to Benjamin Limoges and Catherine Aubin (Lambert). She was the 3rd child in a family of 8 children and loved the water. <br />
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She married Alberic Theroux on 16 Apr 1882. Alberic was very athletic and for the first few years of their marriage they lived aboard a friend's yacht as he was employed as the captain of the yacht. <br />
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After the loss of her first child, they settled in Pawtucket, Rhode Island and had nine additional children; 6 girls and 3 boys with 2 of the girls being a set of twins, Annetta and Henrietta, known as Anita and Rita.<br />
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Rose was a very intelligent woman and became a midwife delivering many of her own grandchildren. She was considered to be a healer and would often be sent for in an emergency rather than a doctor.<br />
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She believed in education and snet her children to "french" and "public" schools to make sure all of her them knew both languages fluently. In addition she loved music and made sure they all had music lessons. This love of music has passed down through to the current generations and will surely continue with many who play various instruments as well as participate in various types of choruses.<br />
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Her last pregnancy was overshadowed by the untimely early death of her husband who use to fix the looms in the cotton mills. He suffered a heart attach on his way home from work and remained unconscious for several days before passing away on 26 Jan 1902. A couple of months later, her last child was born on 14 March 1902 but only lived till 24 Aug 1902. It was a difficult time for her as she was now responsible for the remaining 8 children, no husband and having to deal with the loss of another child.<br />
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She was an excellent seamstress and would do all she could to make ends meet. Many of the children got odd jobs to contribute to the family's survival and survive they did. Many of her children went on to become successful in a variety of fields and all had many children. She remarried later in life to Alcide Paquin who also preceeded her in death.<br />
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After living a life of service to all she passed away on 7 Jun 1942 and is buried with her daughter Lovina Theroux and her husband Alphonse Marotte along with four of their children in Pawtucket, RI. <br />
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