Tag: Quebec
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The Brock Family of Hackney
My connection to the Brock family was not an obvious one. It all started with a four-page letter written by a niece to her uncle in 1883. This letter must have been important as it was passed down through my family until I rediscovered it in 1993, one hundred and ten years after it was written.…
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Social Butterfly – Fearless Female
March 17 — Social Butterfly? What social organizations or groups did your mother or grandmother belong to? Sewing circle, church group, fraternal society or lodge? Describe her role in the group.Blog Prompt from Lisa Alzo. The news clipping below is about my great grandmother Caroline Jordan, who was elected president of the Rebekah Assembly in…
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A Mother Gone Too Soon – Fearless Females
March 11 — Did you have any female ancestors who died young or from tragic or unexpected circumstances? Describe and how did this affect the family? Blog prompt from Lisa Alzo. When reading this prompt the first person that came into my mind is Anne Reddy. Anne had her share of trials in her short…
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Most Unusual Name – Fearless Female
March 3 — Do you share a first name with one of your female ancestors? Perhaps you were named for your great-grandmother, or your name follows a particular naming pattern. If not, then list the most unique or unusual female first name you’ve come across in your family tree. The above is a blog prompt…
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An Anniversary – 114 Years Ago Today
Peter Jordan married Caroline Louisa Norton on this day 114 years ago, October 22, 1900. They were my great grandparents, my paternal grandmother’s parents to be more exact. Peter and Caroline were both living in Quebec City when they signed a marriage contract on October 20 and were married 2 days later at St. Mathew’s…
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William Jordan – Quebec Soldier
Nobody notices the elderly man as he makes his way down Amable Street in the heart of Quebec City. A strong gait, robust frame, and bushy white mustache stained with tobacco, are a familiar sight. He often walks this way and has a seat on the bench, turning his face towards the sun. The warmth…
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