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Fran Fransen:
I would like to speAk to descendants of Agnes LaLonde of Krotz Springs. My grandfather, George T. Dupre, along with Agnes, were among the thousands of children who where sent out to several states for adoption or indenture. George and Agnes were separated at the train station in Opelousas, May 6, 1907, due to an mistaken identity. Another child named George was mistaken for my grandfather, and it was this 2nd George who was taken by the family who adopted Agnes, while George my grandfather was taken by Achille (Archille) Dupre and his wife, Emily.
Anyone who knew Mrs. Lalonde, whom I actually met, albeit only once when I was a young girl, may contact me at [contact link]. I would like to share with family members my story about my grandfather and learn more information about Agnes. I am most interested in learning as much as possible about Nellie, who is listed as the natural mother of George and Agnes. So little information is available on her. I believe that since Agnes was slightly older than George, she may have remembered more about her mother. George, having been brought to the foundling home the day after his birth, never knew her at all.

Cheri Lamouroux:
Elsie was my Paternal Grandmother - Elsie was my sounding board anytime I was trying to deal with a personal problem. When I was little, she loved brushing my long, curly hair. She would always say it was just like hers, growing in all directions.
One of my favorite funny things I remember about her was that she was a great cook and created these huge delicious meals for holidays, but was notorious for also creating a giant mess in the kitchen. She didn't clean anything as she cooked, it was all left for us to clean up after the meal was over!

Maisha Green:
For ever in my heart - Mom I miss you so much! It’s 2025 and it seems like 2011 was just yesterday! So much has changed in the world, with me. I wish badly that you were here to see me! I dream of you often and it’s never a good dream I’m always unable to reach out or conversate the way I know we use to! I love you mom rest in heaven
MARSHA PERKINS:
Myrtle Rawlinson - Myrtle Sophie Overall Rawlinson was my paternal grandmother. She was born in Douglass, Texas, and died in Cushing, Texas, in a nursing home. To my knowledge, Memama, as we called her, never left Nacogdoches County in her life. She was a housewife, raising 6 children, 3 boys and 3 girls. She also lost a baby boy and a baby girl.
Memama enjoyed her life. As a farmwife, she canned the garden vegetables, creating wonderful and nutritious meals for her family. She sewed their clothes on an old treadle Singer sewing machine, which I still have. Her household was always in order and her family was close and happy.
My father, L.H. Rawlinson, was the youngest child, and we lived on the 88 acre house place just across the road from her house. Due to old age and failing health, she was admitted to the nursing home in Cushing in the late 1960s and lived there for the remainder of her life. I will try to post a picture of her here at a later time.
Sheila Bunch-Wilson:
My Dad - My dad was a fun loving dad. If he liked you-you knew it. If he didn’t like you-you also knew it. He was a jokester. In his own way he lived my brother, sister and I very much. He wanted the best for us. He would tell us stories of when he was young. I heard them probably a million times, but would live to hear them a million more.

Austin Peach:
Grandfather - Roy Peach was my grandfather. I knew him for a total of 3,467 days. He took pictures of me when I was a baby and I remember the day he died. It haunts me to know I never got a chance to say goodbye. I will love and miss him everyday. He was the best grandfather I could have asked for and I will always cherish his memory. He had a lovely wife who was my grandmother also named Lois Peach. They had a lovely home in Keshena, WI.
