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The following is an excerpt from We Were Not Spoiled, by Lucille Verreault Ledoux, as told to Denis Ledoux. I’m not the only new person in the apartment Not too long after I was born, my uncle Pitou Lessard (his name was really Lionel) undertook his own migration to the US from Canada, looking for work. Of course, he moved in with us. Today, people would say the apartment on Howe Street in Lewiston was too small to take in another adult, but in those days, there was almost always room to take in another brother or sister who needed (more…)
The following is an excerpt from Business Boy to Business Man, by Robert Verreault, as told to Denis Ledoux. The book is available on Amazon.com. Cecile and I Marry On May 3, 1952, Cécile and I were married at Holy Cross Church in Lewiston, Maine. Ours was the first of three weddings in the Verreault family that had been planned for that year. Reggie was getting married in August, and Normand in November. Our wedding reception was at the Webber Avenue Club. Although the club was only a short distance from the church, I had been offered a limousine from (more…)
This excerpt is from Business Boy to Business Man,  the memoir of Robert Verreault as told to Denis Ledoux. The memoir was published in 2013. At 27, I was ready to get married but I had not found anyone yet. I sensed being married would be a good thing for me and I began to get more serious about finding a wife. One Saturday evening in the fall of 1950, I went to the Bates Hotel which was on Bates Street near Main Street. The Bates Hotel had a dance every Saturday evening. Across the room, I saw a girl (more…)

“My photos tell only a part of my family story. How can I include more of it in my albums?” scrapbook consultants asked when I presented writing workshops at two national Creative Memories™ conventions in 1996 and 1997. Creative Memories is a premier, international company that promotes and teaches photo-safe scrapbooking awareness through classes and workshops.

Since 1988, I had been helping thousands of people to write their personal and family lifestories through my Turning Memories Into Memoirs™ workshops. Because of my experience, Creative Memories invited me to teach their consultants what scrapbookers call photojournaling. I taught them how to write interesting and effective narrative texts–cameo narratives, I call them–to incorporate into the well-designed, photo-safe photograph albums Creative Memories folk produce and advocate. (more…)

“My family Feels the Depression” is excerpted from Business Boy to Business Man, by Robert Verreault (with Denis Ledoux). The home we lost in 1931 On October 29, 1929, the stock market crashed. Of course, I didn’t know that, as I was only six. Soon though, my parents, although they didn’t have stocks to crash, were beginning to feel the effect. By 1930, everyone was slipping into the Depression, and mortgages were being foreclosed everywhere as people lost their jobs and their life’s savings. That was around the time that my father had had to take a cut in pay. (more…)
How to Read The Memoir Writer’s Blog Twice a week, I post anew on the Memoir Writer’s Blog. I write about a variety of topics and most of them are not in sequence with what I have written just days before—or even the previous week. I write in the Memoir Writer’s Blog as fancy takes me. Most readers do not prefer to learn in a structured manner.  What I write today may very well be the very topic s/he needs to keep going even if the memoir writer had not known that before reading the post on The Memoir Writer’s (more…)
During these years, Aunt Blanche Lessard lived with us. When she was in her early twenties, while we were still on Shawmut Street, she had come down as a Canadian immigrant, looking for employment and had moved with us to Jefferson Street. In Lewiston, she apprenticed as a hairdresser with a Canadian woman and eventually was able to earn her living as a hairdresser. When she was not working, she helped my mother with household tasks. But, what I remember most about my aunt was that she gave me a lot of attention. I didn’t get the attention I needed (more…)

The Life of a Fille du Roi after she marries

This is the story of the life of a fille du roi, of one of my first female ancestors in Canada. For more stories about Marthe Quittel, click on the tag words Marthe Quittel and Franco-American women.

French sail ships generally used the north channel of the Saint Lawrence there where the Ile d’Orléans splits the river. Newly-married and living in Chateau Richer, Marthe had a good view of the river and had perhaps seen the St-Jean-Baptiste sailing up the Saint Lawrence towards Québec on the second of October bearing 82 more women to be married and 130 engagés.[1] Some of these people would become her neighbors and friends in Chateau Richer. (more…)

A Fille du Roi Marries in Chateau Richer This story is taken from Here to Stay, a history  of my 17th century ancestors. A fille du roi was a ward of the state sent to New France to marry. September 22 fell on a Tuesday, a good as any day for a wedding. Father Thomas Morel, the missionary who was assigned to the Cote de Beaupré, completed the union of Marthe Quittel and Barthélémy Verreault at the chapel of Chateau Richer[1]. One wonders what feelings Marthe, whose abjuration of Calvinism was only two months old, brought to this ceremony. Did (more…)
Robert and me with our parents summer 1923

Uncle Pitou’s Migration to the US and Robert Is Born at Home

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Not too long after I was born, my uncle Pitou Lessard (his name was really Lionel) undertook his own migration to the US from Canada, looking for work. Of course, he moved in with us. Today, people would say the apartment on Howe Street in Lewiston was too small to take in another adult, but […]

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Robert Verreault Decides It’s Time to Get Married

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This excerpt is from Business Boy to Business Man,  the memoir of Robert Verreault as told to Denis Ledoux. The memoir was published in 2013. At 27, I was ready to get married but I had not found anyone yet. I sensed being married would be a good thing for me and I began to […]

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Creative Memories and the Memoir Network

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“My photos tell only a part of my family story. How can I include more of it in my albums?” scrapbook consultants asked when I presented writing workshops at two national Creative Memories™(CM) conventions in 1996 and 1997. (more…)

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My Family Feels the Depression

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Excerpted from Business Boy to Business Man, by Robert Verreault (with Denis Ledoux). On October 29, 1929, the stock market crashed. Of course, I didn’t know that, as I was only six. Soon though, my parents, although they didn’t have stocks to crash, were beginning to feel the effect. By 1930, everyone was slipping into […]

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How to Read the Memoir Writer’s Blog

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How to Read the Memoir Writer’s Blog To Your Benefit Every day or so, I create a new memoir writer’s blog post. I write about a variety of topics to motivate and educate the writer. (more…)

Jefferson Street, Lewiston, Maine

My Aunt Blanche, My Favorite Canadian Immigrant

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During these years, Aunt Blanche Lessard lived with us. When she was in her early twenties, while we were still on Shawmut Street, she had come down as a Canadian immigrant, looking for employment and had moved with us to Jefferson Street. In Lewiston, she apprenticed as a hairdresser with a Canadian woman and eventually […]

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The Life of a Fille du Roi After She Settles into New France

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This is the story of the life of a fille du roi, of one of my first female ancestors in Canada. For more stories about Marthe Quittel, click on the tag words Marthe Quittel and Franco-American women. French sail ships generally used the north channel of the Saint Lawrence there where the Ile d’Orléans splits […]

A Fille du Roi Marries

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This story is taken from Here to Stay, a history of my 17th century ancestors. A fille du roi was a ward of the state sent to New France to marry. September 22 fell on a Tuesday, a good as any day for a wedding. (more…)