These are the surviving Beauregard Tantes.
Julia, Monique and Alfreda in that order. The fourth one, Marie Clair was disabled by an anurism many years ago and lives in a nursing home.
The party Tim referred to is one I'm not familiar with and maybe he can fill us in on his impressions of the Canadian connection. The only guy I can think of that was ordained would be Dennis Pion (of the first batch of Pions whose mother was Flor). He became a Jesuit priest. His older sister Jennine married into the Bombadier family. Y'all probably don't know that Joseph Bombadier invented the snowmobile, branched into SkiDos, SeaDos and I think they are even into aeronautics now.
Dennis was Monica's age and was always one of my favorites because he was english speaking, even when we were kids. I can't remember why those kids spoke english. Their dad (Leo Pion) was a barber in the town of Acton Vale. I don't remember that being a big town or anything.
Come to think of it, I think my mother's parents were english speaking. They operated the general store of Roxton Falls which included running the post office. My mother told me stories of how her dad used to write letters for people who couldn't write their own and post them to America for them.
Papa met her at that store and was worried because she was a year older than him. Not that the age made that much difference, but it meant that she would be on the dating market before him and might meet someone and not be available when he reached the age of dating. Dating in those days meant that you visited the girls family on Sundays.
I recently learned from Rita that when a courtship got really serious the young man was welcome to visit on Thursday evenings also. So, when she first started going out with Jim, he was allowed to come over on Sundays and Thursday nights.
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It was indeed Dennis. I posted the note not remembering his name, then on my way to lunch it popped into my head.
The party I referred to was a large number wedding anniversary (was there a 75th?). It was in the mid to late 1960's. Looking at the clothes and hairstyles in that picture seems o indicate mid to late 1960's.
We drove in the family station wagon. My father was looking for a church or hall called something like "Holy Father". Along the road he stopped and asked a local, in French, how to find the Holy Father. The fellow looked and pointed straight up. I think that was the first time I ever heard my dad speak French. It was a shock.
I was too young to know WHO was present or not at that party, but it was a BIG affair.
The place I was looking for was the Catholic church "Enfant Jesu" (in English "Infant Jesus".) I inquired of a local how to get to Enfant Jesu, he paused a long time and finally said, "When you die you will see him." He was having his little joke and later revealed that that Church had changed it's name to Bethaney. I had never heard of a church changing it's name and discounted what that joker had to say, only to find later that it indeed had been changed.
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