topic 1999 January
January 22, 1999
So I rediscovered my writing. Too bad I didn't keep it up.
My writing is much worse and I am getting old -- 86 now since the 10th
I just reread all my notes.
Our dear Gaston passed away on Sunday, Nov. 15, 1998 at 9:45 a.m. He
died so peacefully. What a blessing. We were all around him and
touching him -- and praying interiorly -- I thought at this moment he is
meeting the Lord, whom he served and loved so faithfully. I hope he had
a happy death.
Sometimes I can't believe he is really gone from us. Today I found his
comb that he had misplaced last summer -- and I thought quickly, "Here's
your comb." It brought me to tears.
Many times I shed tears for him for I do miss him very much. I have to
try to stop and change my trend of thoughts.
Angel Webre died this past Thursday. She would have been 93 on May
22nd! What a wonderful person she was to all who knew her. She was
always so very nice to me and always welcomed me. I saw her a few weeks
ago and she hardly spoke but sat there with tears in her eyes. She died
Thursday at about 1 o'clock. I thought at around 12 o'clock I'd go see
her -- and then I decided my cold was too bad to go out and expose others
to it. She was dying at that time --
She worked hard most of her life. She left school in the 4th grade to
go to work for a family -- take care of children and do housework,
washing and ironing and all general help around a home -- for very little
money, which she sent home. Her father was out of work and sick. She
helped support the family by doing domestic work until she got married.
What a sacrifice -- but she did what she had to do and her mother's
prayers certainly helped her to better herself and lead a good life
wherever she went.
I'll miss her -- but I understand how hard it will be for her daughter
Rosemary. They've lived together always and she certainly helped
Rosemary bring up her children.
God bless you, Angel -- Her name was Archange Bourgeois Webre.
(My daughter) Rosemary and Jim are very busy with their little family.
Plenty to do and many activities with and for the children, who are doing
very well indeed! Thank the Lord for them -- and keep them healthy and
Jeanne had a baby boy: Adam Mariano October 30, 1998 3:58 p.m.
8 lbs. 14 ounces 20 1/2 inches
Rocky Chutuape (Dad)
|Christmas long ago
A Memory of a Past Christmas of Long Ago
Warren and Ronnie saved 50 cents to buy me a large box of talcum
Today, Saturday, December 11
I just had a phone call from Richard. Then another call from Wilfred
telling me the very tragic news that Rose's daughter Margaret was killed
in a traffic accident yesterday afternoon. She died in a Baton Rouge
hospital. May the Lord receive her with His Everlasting Love --
We attended the funeral in St. James. The church was so crowded. She
was very much loved by all who knew her. She was so kind to all who met
her. She was a very loving and beautiful wife and mother.
Civil War Account That I Heard
Great grandfather Placide Falgoust was a guard around the area of
Thibodaux to guard the Bayou LaFourches against an attack from the
Federal forces around Donaldsonville and the Mississippi River area. I
don't think he fired a shot.
||Papa the Rancher
Papa owned a herd of cattle from the time we lived in Valcour Aime and
ever after, I believe. We always had one to two cows to supply enough
milk for the family. Mama did the milking chores until Raymond, Florence
and I could take turns. After the morning milking, the cow and the calf
were left in the same yard for several hours. Then they had to be
separated. If we were at school, it meant Mama had to do that chore.
Papa loaned some cows to family members, who needed milk for their
children. I remember once when I was with him, we went to a colored
family in the black quarters of the farm to get a cow and calf loose to
the meadow because the woman was starving the calf. He opened the gate
and moved the calf to freedom and his manner was very serious. He said
she was starving the baby calf. The woman looked and said nothing.
The Unlocked Door
How safe we were in our growing up years -- It's hard to believe how
very safe we felt in the '20s, '30s and '40s.
When I'd come for a weekend at Angel's Gaston would take me to the
movies and when we came back, the front door was unlocked. Was there
just one key? It was a large key, only one to the front door and/or back
door. It was the same at Aunt Aline's. You could walk in any time and
the door was not locked (unless it was after all had gone to bed).
topic 2000 Feb
February 20, 2000
Today, Feb. 20, 2000, Grace, Zeke, Mabel, Eunice and I are going to
attend Mass at St. James Major. The Mass will have prayers for Grace and
David, her grandson who is ill with bone cancer -- 12 years old. We'll
go out for lunch later.
Monday, March 20
Jimmie had a birthday on the 16th. Warren was here Saturday night. I'm
going to see Dr. Alper Wednesday afternoon -- for 1:30. He'll probably
explain the results of the latest tests.
This is the disease that Grace Whitaker has. It is a very rare and
unusual illness for which there is no known cure.
Monday, May 14, 2001
Grace called me and seemed much encouraged. She was able to walk using
the walker. The pelvic bone area hurt her so much. She is suffering
very much, but is very courageous. She has 3 daughters, school teachers,
who will have more time now that vacation is coming. She has a very
devoted aid or sitter whose name is Lou and is so faithful and gives
her much help.