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February 2005 -- Vol 6, No. 2

In this month's COUSINS:

What's New
This month's Feature:  Marie-Françoise PEPIN and her two husbands, Augustin GRENIER and Jacques-Guillaume BOETARD dit St. Sévère
Ramblings From the Editor
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WHAT'S NEW

Well, I've finished - mostly.

Yes, the Monster Database has been completed, with the exception of one last look to be sure all the baptism and burial dates are actually listed as baptism and burial dates, as well as putting "né/née" or "mort" in front of the few birth and death dates.  There may yet be a few duplicates, but the
standing count right now is 25,824 individuals.  The next step will be putting the Monster Database Online, which in itself will take a bit of time.

I will be putting descendant trees for the oldest generation I have for each family line.  Thus, some family lines will start with the parents of the folks who came to New France, and some will start with the first North American Generation.  I don't know yet exactly how many families are involves yet.  When I use the PAF filters designed to determine such things, they tell me that the parents of the colonists number 4448 and that there are 2836 First Generation families.  We'll see how these numbers change once the MDB is online.

And had this been a normal-sized month, this newsletter would have been out on time <insert cheeky grin HERE>

THIS MONTH'S FEATURE:  

Last month we looked at Louis-Joseph PEPIN and wife Louise-Marguerite BERGEVIN and their 10 children.

This month we look at Marie-Françoise PEPIN and her two husbands, Augustin GRENIER and Jacques-Guillaume BOETARD dit St. Sévère

Marie-Françoise is the 11th child of II-Jean PÉPIN and wife Marguerite MOREAU.  She was baptised 28 Feb in Charlesbourg, Québec.  The René Jetté says she was born 27 Feb 1712 in St. Joseph.

On 15 September 1732, in Charlesbourg, she married

Augustin GRENIER, son of I--Nicolas GRENIER dit Métivier and wife Marie-Anne CHRÉTIEN. He was baptized 30 Jan 1704.

According to Tanguay, they had 5 children.

1. Marie-Geneviève GRENIER, baptised 5 Jan 1734; married Charles-René VASSOR dit Lafraicheur 13 Jan 1750
2. Joseph-Augustin GRENIER, baptised 31 May 1736; buried 2 July 1737
3. François GRENIER, baptised 18 October 1737
4. George-François GRENIER baptised 9 July 1739; buried 28 July 1739
5. Marguerite GRENIER baptised 13 Jan 1742; married Jean-Baptiste FREMOT dit Latendresse 4 July 1757, in Montréal

On 2 May 1743, Augustin GRENIER was buried.

So, then, on 20 April 1744, Marie-Thérèse married Jacques-Guillaume BOETARD dit St. Sévère.  Jacques-Guillaume is the first North American generation of his line, the son of Jacques BOETARD and Marie HERVIER.

Marie-Thérèse and Jacques-Guillaume had 4 children.

1. Jean-Jacques BOETARD, baptised 7 Jan 1745, buried 8 Sept 1745
2. Denis BOETARD, baptised 17 July 1746; buried 20 Aug 1746
3. Marie-Louise BOETARD, baptised 10 Sept 1747; buried 22 Feb 1748
4. Marie-Joseph BOETARD, baptised 24 April 1750

If you can add/subtract/change any of this, send it on via email.

RAMBLINGS FROM THE EDITOR

I was really trying this month to get this out earlier but.

If you've been reading these long enough you know I'm easily distracted.  First, it was that I was so very close to the end of the Monster Data Base.  Then it was the First Event of the re-enactment season.

What...?

Camping in This Kind of weather is nuts...?

Well, yeah, but then so are we.  However, it wasn't too bad.  We had clear, blue skies both days, even if it did get a bit chilly in the evening.  And the chilly wasn't even a problem, as there was a wood stove in the tent.

This first event of the year is held where the first Fort Langley was built in 1827.  Across the road was where the Royal Engineers built their first barracks in 1858/59.  A couple years ago, the Greater Vancouver Regional District asked us if we could come out for their Heritage Week event.  That first year, we went out on the Sunday, set up, played 1859 for 4 hours, packed down and left.  The first year went so well, they asked us to come out again -- last year.  We talked a bit about the previous year and how it was *almost* not worth setting the whole thing up for "just four hours" and eventually came round to asking the GVRD if perhaps we could spend the night before the event on site.

Why...?

I've done living history long enough that about mid-winter I start missing the smell of water-proofed canvas, oil lamps, candles, and campfire smoke.  This last winter found me occasionally shutting myself in my room, lighting a beeswax candle or one of my smaller lanterns, and digging out a blanket that still held a whiff of campfire in it.  Wrapped in my blanket, bedroom widow thrown wide, I'd load my pipe with kinnikinnik, and either read for a while or wander the realms of imagination.  I never mentioned it to anyone 'cause, well, I felt sorta silly, but <shrug> I think perhaps we've all had Feel Good Moments that we like to hold close and savour.  Living history has become my Feel Good Moment.

So, this year, the GVRD asks us once again to come join them for Heritage Week, saying if we wanted to spend the night before on site it was cool with them -- how many would they be this year?  (So they could round up all the appropriate paperwork and parking permits, etc.)  "Oh, and by the way," they say, "would it be possible to have your people who do Royal Engineers to camp over the barracks and the HBC people to camp on the old fort site?  We'd really like that."

We agreed, figuring there was enough interest within the group to give them what they had requested.  A few of us were already working on ... oh, I guess you'd call them "themes", to facilitate interaction between the two camps on either side of the narrow, country-type two lane road between the two sites.

After getting all our ducks (and geese) in a row, it's Saturday morning.  On the way to the site, I discovered that my mid-winter "silliness" is not unique to myself, and as we came around the last turn to the site, I was feeling really good -- high spirited even.  It was not long lived.  Some of the group had already arrived and set up; it was just past noon.  A gently-worded inquiry revealed that those who had arrived before us were operating under faulty information and rather than insist upon sticking to what we had promised the GVRD, we took a gentler path and had everyone set up on the barracks side of the road.

Thus, though the event organizer started the weekend mightily annoyed (and had to go deep into character to keep the annoyance from leaking out), it was a good event and it appears that the division that plagued the group last season has been left in the past.  Almost makes the burnt finger worth it.

See, the night before the event, the friend whose tent I shared was waxing eloquent on the efficiency of the perlite in the bottom of the wood stove in the tent.  And the perlite *was* efficient.  The heat-resistant cement-board the stove was set upon was cool to the touch.

It is at this point we must back up a few years.  Okay, a few decades.

As a small child, I had this deep seated curiosity about those funny little holes that Mom and Dad "plugged" things into.  Butter knife in hand, I delved into the mysteries of those funny little holes in the wall.  Shocked my little fingers blue a couple times.

Now, many years later, I recognize how very brave my parents were to have two more children.  I mean they could have gotten another one that liked sticking butter knives into electric outlets (they didn't).  And, one would think that this many years later that the portion of my brain devoted to "how DOES that work?" would have known better.

It didn't.

Upon feeling how cool the heat resistant cement board under the stove was, I ever so nonchalantly reached up and touched the bottom of the stove.  This dandy little sheet metal wood stove had been burning since late afternoon; it was just a bit after midnight.

Let me tell you, Family, perlite is wonderful stuff for protecting the
bottom of sheet metal wood stoves as well as reducing the amount of heat the bottoms of sheet metal wood stoves produce.  However, it is not enough to prevent burning the back of a too-curious finger.

You can dress me up, but there are days you just can't take me anywhere...

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