Friday, January 27, 2012

Looking for Ancestors-St. Joseph's Cemetery

If you have read my blog for any length of time, you know I love cemeteries. Far from being spooked by them, I find them quite peaceful places, full of beauty.

For a while now, I have been wanting to go through "the old Catholic cemetery"--or more properly, St. Joseph's Cemetery. I knew I had some relatives from my father's side buried there, so off I went in search of any Horne headstones.

I was intrigued by so many markers that listed birthplaces of "Cefalu, Italy". Here is one written entirely in Italian.




Many victims of the Yellow Fever epidemic of 1873 are buried here, including the five Catholic priests who died ministering to fever victims.







I spent almost an hour walking and reading names, wondering about lives long ago and taking the occasional photo. No luck finding any Hornes, though.

I hopped in the car, and, on a whim, drove through the center of the cemetery one last time. I noticed this beautiful statue.



And the name caught my eye. De Filiquier.



Bingo!

My great-grandmother's last name was de Filiquier before she married my great-grandfather Horne.

And so I found my paternal great-grandmother's family plot.

Lucien Blank de Filiquier and his wife, Mina Beyais de Filiquier came from France and owned a market. He died in 1895.



The next to join him was his little grandson, William, who died in 1901 aged 9 months.



I never knew about him!

My great-grandmother Emilie died when she was 45.



And then her mother followed 2 years later.

Here's my great-grandfather's marker.



Not nearly as elaborate as his wife's. He outlived my great-grandmother by 15 years.



The last to be buried in the deFiliquier plot is my great-aunt Lucille.



I remember Aunt Ciel- a tiny spinster, with white-grey hair and those '60 style eyeglasses who lived in the house next to my grandparents. Her house smelled like mothballs and was crammed to the rafters with the stuff of a lifetime. She was a ceramic artist- I remember her kiln and her molds and remember her greenware works-in-progress and how the glaze colors were never the same before the final firing as they were afterward. I still have one of her china Easter eggs.



Charles' and Emilie's eldest child, my grandfather Charles jr., is not buried with his parents and brother and sister. I'll take you there next.

A Week in Louisiana

It was a big week for my family in Louisiana. My brother Ed had a "big bad birthday" as did CruiseGran. There was lots of celebrating.

I gave my high-school friends a "heads up" (thank you Facebook!) and we got together on Tuesday night at Genghis Grill.



We are a good lookin' bunch, if I do say so myself.
But lest you think that getting us all smiling in sync with our eyes open is easy, take a quick look at all the "takes" we had to take!!






Yes, that was my friend Nancy in town from Charlotte, NC. We finally managed to be in Hooterville at the same time. We had lunch at Cush's and then went to visit with her mom, Helen. Was a lovely, LOVELY afternoon.


I also had a awesome catch-up lunch with my friend David Hennington (why the heck didn't I take a photo of us, David??????? I'll get one next time!!!!)

Wednesday night, we fixed brother Ed's 50th birthday dinner at my mom's house. Ever the low-key guy, he wanted to keep it simple- steaks, salad and birthday cake.



Julie Ann's Italian Creme Cake, thankyouverymuch.

Ella loved the cake!







He got some cool prezzies.......



Brother Will delivered the cake with much ceremony.



And the birthday boy got a little annoyed (as he always does) with my photo-taking.



(I SWEAR he's not in the Witness Protection Program! He just doesn't like having his photo "out there" for the world to see.)




And Emerson helped her old dad cut it.



But my EP366 for the day shows the little brother in the pastel portrait all grown up!



Friday was the Cotillion Ball announcement party, and I am tickled to say that AJ was asked to be a Gentleman in this year's court.



I was so happy to see so many Shreveport friends, including my friend Mary, whom I have not seen in 25 years. Her daughter is also in the court, so we are looking forward to BIG times in April. Alix and nephew Austin have been asked to be ushers at the ball, and little cousin Julia is a herald...so it will be a big family affair!

Saturday, I had lunch with "the family girls".

Mary Cecile was able to join us, having just gotten back from a morning of duck hunting with her daddy, Buzz.




And then Saturday night, we celebrated Mama's birthday (I won't say how many). We had wanted to have a party for her, but the Shreveport Symphony was otherwise engaged on Saturday, so we just let them do their thing and we went to The Anvil.

The gang was all there...including the funniest woman in the world Kris Hiers and Austin's girlfriend Kelly.



Mama and cousin Ashley looked radiant, as always.



Ok, so we got her a mushy card.



And a bracelet from us had to suffice for the lack-of-big-party.




Mary Cecile was out of cammo by now.



And JuJu and Woo were not to be upstaged.



Busy busy busy week in Hooterville-on-the-Red!!!!!!

Atlanta

The day after Alix's birthday, I headed up to Atlanta to stay with my darling granddogter Molly. AJ and Anna-Grace headed off for an overnight of skiing in North Carolina with his fraternity.

I discovered that Molly likes to watch TV.




She plays hard......




and when she crashes, she crashes.




On Sunday, I trotted myself over to the High Museum of Art to see the Picasso to Warhol exhibit.

I had seen many of the works in the Museum of Modern Art in New York, but it was like greeting old friends.

I loved that, although you couldn't use "real" cameras to take photos of the works, you COULD use camera phones!!!!

Picasso's Girl Before a Mirror.



My beloved Matisse. Maquette for Nuit de Noel.




More Matisse. The sculpture is The Serf, with the painting "Artist's Model" in back.



Mondrian's Trafalgar Square.



Brancusi's Bird in Space.




Pollack's Number 1A.




Warhol's Campbell Soup Cans.





I could have stayed for hours. But the kids were due back, and WOW, were they tired!

The girls fell asleep on the sofa right after dinner...



And I had a long drive ahead of me.... to Louisiana!

The First Half of January

When last I left here (well, aside from the EP366 postings...and honestly, if Jan-Olav tries to get me to do a third one, it will be 365 photographs of a well-padded booby hatch...but I digress), it was that lovely quiet week between Christmas and New Years, when I had the house all to myself (a toe-dip into the water of things to come). So what, you ask, has been going on around Maison Cou Rouge????

Well, Alix and super-beau Wesley returned from Hotlanta in time to celebrate New Year's Eve with me--and Anderson and Kathy and Lady and Dick. No, I wasn't having a free-for-all at MCR, and NO, Middle-Of-Nowhere hasn't had a sudden influx of residents....that would be my hot dates for New Year's Eve--Anderson Cooper and Kathy Griffin on CNN, and Lady Gaga and Dick Clark on ABC's New Year's Rockin' Eve.

Yep, it was a hot time in the ol' town that night....





I could have edited out most of the photo, and left you thinking I had a super-up-close seat at a Gaga concert, but I wanted to prove that I actually stayed up until midnight.



Proof.



Wesley was fascinated by the champagne bubbles in his glass...I think he did a right nice job of capturing them, don't you??



First portrait of 2012!



They weren't all perfect...



What else have I been doing?? Tackling peeling wallpaper...



I believe there is a special ring of Dante's Hell for people who put up wallpaper without prepping the walls first. This is slooooowwwww going. I'm still at it.

I also do not understand why wallpaper peels at the edges so badly that it will not be glued back down...but yet remains absolutely unremovable 1.5 inches from the edge. One of life's great mysteries, I suspect.

I took some photos out in the rain...



Why people through junk carelessly away instead of disposing of it properly really gets me. Add another ring of hell....



The big news was that Alix turned 18. She had some friends over for dinner...



Which included quite an interesting menu. Steak, mashed potatoes, butter beans and macaroni and cheese. Ok, I forced a salad in there, but it was wilted spinach covered in warm bacon dressing. That's not really salad, is it?



Oh, and a cake, naturally.



Paula Deen's Tangerine cake with Tangerine Cream Cheese icing. DE-VINE!!!

It was an exciting day--I can't believe my girl is 18. Grown. Voting.

I guess it's time to stop using my standard excuse for the shape I am in...."I just had a baby".