Patrick and Margaret Kenny

Patrick and Margaret Kenny 1200These are Patrick Kenny and Margaret Green, my great great grandparents in Ireland. Their daughter Mary Kate Kenny married Joseph Connors Sr.

Usually I hit a dead end when researching family before they arrived in America, but Ireland posted some old census records online.  From the info in Aunt Kate Connors (Clement)’s notes, I was able to find census records on the family. The 1901 Ireland Census lists them and 11 children in the family which gives ages so we can get approximate birth years.

Patrick Kenny was born about 1849 in Drimalagh, Castlerea, Rosscommon, Ireland. Aunt Kate’s notes say, his family “was well fixed.” His brother came to this country and helped build the Washington Monument. The brother returned to Ireland and invested money in cattle.

Margaret Green was born between 1849 and 1852 County Galway, Ireland.

The 1911 census lists Margaret as a widow, so we know Patrick died some time between 1901 and 1911. It also says she had 12 children. The eleven who appear in the censuses are:

Bridget, Patrick, Mary Kate, Francis, Maggie, Thomas, Michael, Selina/Sarah, Timothy, Edward, Annie.

Aunt Kate’s list of names matches pretty well and adds John who based on her list’s order, could have been in his early 20s when the 1901 census took place so may have been married or living on his own by then.

Bea, Patrick, John, Mary Kate, Frank, Maggie, Tom, Mike, Celina, Tim, Ned, Annie.

So far, I can’t get any further back on the Kenny side of the family. But on the Green side, Aunt Kate typed up what her mother, Mary Kate Kenny (Connors) could remember. Mary Kate had left Ireland when she was about 21 years old and may not have had a lot of contact with her siblings that stayed behind so all she had was a few names. She said there were 21 children, 15 of them lived. But we only know the name of the five girls that came to America, Mary Kate, Jennie, Rose, Bea, Sarah. And she listed one sister, Mamie, who stayed in Ireland.

The 1901 Census
http://www.census.nationalarchives.ie/reels/nai003848247/

The 1911 Census
http://www.census.nationalarchives.ie/reels/nai003189562/

Sunday Congregation

Kathy Jester Mack posted these photos from the Raymond Methodist Church from the early 1950s a few days ago on Facebook.  She scanned them from Thelma Brown Jester’s photo collection.  People, especially Genevieve Compton Nash were able to name a bunch of them, but it was hard to follow with so many people.  So I added numbers and got mom to help fill in a few more blanks.  We still need lots of help filling in the blanks.

Reverend Krumnow in front of the congregation.

Rev Krummow at Raymond UMC Rev Krummow at Raymond UMC-2

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2. Judy Litteral
3. Glenn Litteral
4. Mrs. Litteral
5. Darla Litteral
6. Elta Phenice
7. Orville Phenice
8. Paul Phenice
9. Grace Marshall?
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12. Maria Dora Koll Compton
13. Anna Compton Jester?
14. Harry “Buck” Jester
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16. Millie Derks Compton
17. Ruth Brown
18. Harold Brown
19. Nancy Jester?
20. Dickie Jester
21. Clifford Jester
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23. Bobby Compton
24. Charles Litteral
25. Roy Talley
26. Earl Brown
27. Ora Brown
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29. Genevieve Compton
30. Effie Whittington
31. Barbara Brown
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37. Fred Bucklin
38. Louise Bucklin?
39. Dora Koll Bucklin
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41. Bertha Koll Whittington
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50. Rob Compton
51. Benny Krumnow
52. Lela Mae Jester
53. Claribel Brown
54. Marilyn Phenice
55. Loris Bucklin
56. Alma Bucklin
57. Betty Brown
58. Ada Mae Whittington
59. Yvonne Krumnow
60. Herman Talley
61. Earl Walker
62. Pearl Walker
63. Elsie Talley
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68. Harvey Dell Marshall
69. Alfred Marshall
70. Lindy Marshall
71. Donald Marshall

A second picture taken the same day in front of the church where people used to gather after the service to visit friends and relatives.

Outside Raymond UMC Outside Raymond UMC-2

1. Louise Bucklin
2. Dora Koll Bucklin
3. Sally Marshall
4. Joe Tupper
5. Earl M. Brown
6. Herbert Bucklin
7. Lindy Marshall
8. Alfred Marshall
9. Harry “Buck” Jester
10. Lela Mae Jester
11. Betty Jo Koll
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13. Claribel Brown
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And a view of the old Parsonage, Fellowship Hall, and old Church.

Raymond UMC

I read on the Hathaway Blog that one of Reverend Krumnow’s hobbies was photography.  I wonder what kind of photos he took.  There must be lots of the congregation in his family albums. Since Rev. Krumnow was a photographer, he may have planned this shot. I wonder if they cleared out the center behind him hoping everyone would be in the shot. They did miss a few though. My grandpa, Herbert Bucklin is only visible in the outdoor shot.

Patureau: Patter-O, Patcher-O, Pat-trow, or Patch-Your-O

Ferdinand Pierre Patureau 1827-1877

This post is about the first Patureaus in our family that lived in Louisiana – and in the United States for that matter. Since I don’t have photos of his parents Pierre Patureau (Hold on!  I believe this photo is a photo of Pierre.) and his wife Anne Rose Machet Patureau, the focus will be on their son Ferdinand. Ferdinand is my generation’s great great grandfather. He was born in France in October of 1826, one of four children. The family decided to move to the United States in 1840 (passport is dated Sept. 10, 1840, so it would be after that date) when Ferdinand was close to fourteen years old. After six months he returned to France by himself without letting anyone know where he was for at least half of a year. He worked his passage across the ocean.

1840 passport for Pierre Patureau, his wife and their four children. Pierre is identified as a boulanger, or baker.

If that’s not a Go Go Patureau, I don’t know what is! I’ve seen and heard different versions of this story, but they usually agree with what I wrote down. After he had been in France for a year and a half, he returned to his family in Louisiana. But when exactly did he return?  Did he make it back before his mother died in 1842 from yellow fever?  Or before the death of his sister during the same year?  And where did the family live?  I’ve read that they settled in New Orleans, yet Anne died in Opelousas.  Then I read that they moved to the Plaquemine area and settled in Turnerville, which in the northeast area of Plaquemine.

The next big important event in Ferdinand’s life was his marriage to Marie Emma Landry in 1847.  She was from West Baton Rouge Parish, Louisiana.  They settled in Brusly Landing and started having children soon after.  Before the arrival of their eleventh child (my great grandfather Vincent Maximilian) who would be born in 1865, the family moved to Bagdad, Mexico, to get away from the Civil War raging in southern Louisiana.  Ferdinand Patureau’s sister Victorine was living there with a large, growing family of her own.  I’ve actually been exploring that big TexMex family that descend from the Patureau line.  It’s a large family that is more likely to identify themselves as Mexican in much the same way that we are more likely to identify ourselves as Cajun.  (I know I do!)  I’ve found some interesting stories and photos, but that is for another time.

After the war the family returned to Louisiana and settled in Plaquemine.  A few more children were born and then tragedy struck.  On Feb. 24 1877, Ferdinand had an accident in the sawmill that he owned which resulted in his death the following day at the age of 50.  His wife and two of his children witnessed the accident.  He is buried at the large Patureau tomb at St. John the Evangelist Catholic Cemetery in Plaquemine, which is where his father Pierre and many other family members are buried.

1877-FerdinandPierrePatureauDeathThe Iberville South Newspaper, Plaquemine, LA., Saturday Morning , March 3, 1877, Vol. 1, No. 17 reads:  Mr. F. P. Patureau, while working in his saw mill in this town, was caught by the band and thrown with such force against another portion of the machinery that he died from the injuries received on Saturday morning last. One of his legs was badly crushed, and was amputated by Dr. Postell, all efforts however were unavailing and a hard working, good citizen has been taken from our midst. A large concourse of friends and relatives followed his remains to their resting place on Sunday evening last.  (end of transcription)

It doesn’t mention his wife and children being witnesses, but I’ve seen an account of the incident that does mention that fact.  It doesn’t say which children were the witnesses.  I’d be curious to know who it was.


Aug. 10, 2017 – UPDATE – Replaced the photo with the new and improved version that I got from my dad’s cousin Marie Therese “Sis” Schafer Vicknair.  Thanks Sis.  Much better than the photo that I started out with.

Poor version of photo that I had for a few years.


July 21, 2022 – Another update! – Now I have found an actual photo of Ferdinand.  It could be the basis used for what I now think was a drawing of him.  I call it “The Real Photo of Ferdinand Patureau.”

Fellowship Hall Group Photo 1945

A group photo in front of the Raymond Methodist Church Fellowship Hall about 1945. Mom helped me ID these. Did she get them right? She reminded me that all these men were farmers. If not, they would have been in the war. Farmers provided essential services that the country couldn’t do without.

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1. Alfred Marshall
2. Wesley Reeves
3. Clifford Jester
4. Jesse Whittington
5. Mary Adelle Brown Compton
6. Cecil Compton
7. Herman Talley
8. Roy Bucklin
9. Robert Compton
10. Effie Hetzel Bucklin
11. Herbert Bucklin
12. Dora Koll Bucklin
13. Bertha Koll Whittington
14. John Whittington
15. Grace Marshall

A Shakey’s Remembrance

June 17, 1976 - MountainMusic with the Landry Family Band

The Landry Family Band on the evening of June 17, 1976. We were playing the song “Mountain Music” with Bob on the guitar, Karen on the ukelele, Van on the bass, Al on the guitar, Jamie on the jug, and Betty on the piano.

Our family started playing at Shakey’s Pizza Parlor in Lake Charles, Louisiana, on Wednesday June 16, 1976.  We called ourselves the Landry Family Band.  This photo was taken on our second night of playing on June 17 – before we had the uniforms that show up in the later photos of our performances.

The anniversary almost slipped by me!  I had intended for the 40th Anniversary of playing at Shakey’s to be the main story for my Throwback Thursday series for today.  I didn’t think about it when I started my Wednesday evening preparations.  I’m kind of glad that I forgot, because I really like the feel that the story about my mom and her grandfather evokes.  But if I had remembered, that story would not have been written.  So we have an extra installment today.  More for everyone!

Van Landry at Shakey's Pizza Parlor in Lake Charles, Louisiana, on Jan. 7, 1978.

Van Landry singing at Shakey’s on Jan. 7, 1978.

Dec. 23, 1978 at Shakey's Pizza Parlor in Lake Charles, LA

Bob on the trombone, Jodie on the bass, and Rob on the trumpet were all part of the Landry Family Band. This photo was taken December 23, 1978.

1978-12-23 - Karen

Karen was at Shakey’s the most. Besides singing there with the family, she also worked there while she was in college. Here she is on Dec. 23, 1978.

Jamie singing at Shakey’s on April 21, 1978.

The Landry Family Band at Shakey's Pizza Parlor in Lake Charles, Louisiana, on Dec. 23, 1978.

This was one of the few times that the whole family was there. It was just before Christmas in 1978. There’s Bob on the bass, Jamie, Van with trombone, Karen, Rob singing, Jodie with flute, Al with guitar, and Betty on the piano.

Dear Old Grandpa Phenice

1949 - Harry Clifton Phenice and granddaughter Betty Lou Bucklin

1949 – Harry Clifton Phenice and granddaughter Betty Lou Bucklin

I found this photo recently hiding among some more recent photos.  It looks a little familiar, but the details of it are really charming.  It looks like Grandpa Phenice may have been out working in the yard.  He’s barefoot and it looks like he took his cap off for the photo.  (Betty Lou says, “Come on Grandpa, come take a picture with me without your cap on.  I’ll bring you a nice dessert after dinner tonight.”  He responds, “Well, alright.”)

The year is 1949 and the place is Hathaway, Louisiana.  (It is also called China.)  Mom was a sophomore or junior in high school and Grandpa Phenice was a 75 year old man.  From what I’ve been told he was a very strong man even late in his life.  In fact it wasn’t long after this photo was taken that his strength was his undoing.

Some kind of work was being done on a well and a heavy pump needed to be moved.  Instead of getting others to help or letting younger backs take care of it for him, he decided to move it himself. He succeeded in moving it, yet the strain from the activity led to him having a stroke which left him bedridden for the rest of his life.

So this is one of the last glimpses into the life that he might have considered normal.  Going about his daily business and taking a break to spend a little time with his granddaughter.  The simple joys.

Grandma’s Cats

Addie, kids, and cat Addie and cat 1888 houseCats were important on a farm to keep away rodents. Does anyone remember the names of Grandma Addie Hine Bucklin’s cats? Photos with pets aren’t very common long ago but this cat seems to really hang around her. Mom doesn’t ever remember her with cats. Possibly when she got older they got to be a danger to her to have around since cats love rubbing your legs. Did she still have them up at the Bruchhaus house?

The writing under the photo of the house says it was built in 1888. The Hathaway Blog says the Bucklins arrived in April 1884. But we know when they arrived they lived closer to Jennings. They finalized the homestead papers on October 11, 1890 but they apparently started the process in 1884.  What I have always heard is the house was there before they moved out there, but I am not sure that is true now.  Does anyone know more about who built the house? Was there another family there before the Bucklins who gave up on their homestead attempt?  We found in James Bucklin and Mary McGrath’s succession papers mentions McFarlains original plat.  I don’t know yet where that land is that it is talking about.

Landry Unions and Reunions

1888 - Marguerite Basalite Landry Leveque

Marguerite Basalite Landry Leveque 1821-1902

This week we are having a Landry reunion in Lake Charles, so I thought it would be appropriate to post a relevant relative.  The person receiving the honor this week is my great great grandmother Marguerite Basalite (aka Basilde) Landry Leveque.  She was born in 1821 in Iberville Parish in Louisiana.  She was the sixth and last child of Joseph Emanuel Landry and Clarice Celeste Bruneteau. Manuel and Clarice were 4th cousins through the Acadian Landry forefather Rene Landry.

I’ll try not to be too confusing, but that’s going to be difficult.  Because, you see , I also descend from Marguerite’s next older sister Anna Adele Landry.  I won’t explain how she fits in, because I want to get to the next older sister Clarissa Doralise Landry.  Clarissa married Joseph Auguste Leveque (I posted his photo last Christmas.) in 1831 at the age of 18.  She and Joseph Auguste had six children together.  Shortly after the last child was born in 1840, Clarissa died.

Now I don’t really know all the details about the dynamics going on in the family, but in 1843 Joseph Auguste got married again.  And I’m sure you’ve already guessed who it was that he married.  Yes, you are right, it was our very own Marguerite Basalite.  Was she sweet on him when he was married to her sister?  Did she want to make sure her nieces and nephews were cared for properly?  Was she longing to have servants of her own?  Did she want her headstone to read the same as her sister’s:  Mrs. J. A. Leveque?  Did he only want to marry a Landry?  a cousin?  Or did he think, “Hey, she’s over here all the time, maybe I should marry her?”  All I know is that they got married and had eight or nine children together (six lived to adulthood).  And I descend from a daughter of this second marriage, Marie Celeste Leveque.

Marie Celeste went on to marry a Landry cousin of her own.  That’s right.  She married Simon Alcide Joseph Landry, her half first cousin once removed.  And their son (my grandfather) married his first cousin once removed through the Landry line.  That’s a lot of Landry lines in this group of people.  Unions and reunions.  It reminds me of a poem I once read,

It must have been Cajun tradition
or kids with a lot of volition.
Whatever it was
It didn’t give pause.
It happened despite admonition.

Oh wait!  I wrote that poem.  Who else writes poems about their families marrying their cousins?  No one that I know.  Maybe my third cousin once removed.  Oh wait?  That’s me, too!  Like I said, I try not to get too confused.  But with a family tree like ours, that’s asking for a bit too much.


1888 -Marguerite Basilite LandryA note about the photo.  The first copy of this photo that I found was the one on the left.  It’s not a very big file, it’s very yellowed, and it has spots all over it.  But since it was all that I had, I worked on it and tried to make it look good.  It still looked a bit rough.

Then I came across a slightly better version and started working on that one.  Finally I got this better version from my dad and worked on it and retouched it.  I’ve been working on this photo for over six months!  I threw the first edited version away.  So you’d better enjoy it.  And if you have an even better copy of it, wait a while before you show it to me.  I’m not quite ready to throw away my new edited version.

Swimming Party 1941

These are more photos from the Bucklin & Clement swimming party at Cameron Beach in 1941. The Clements were neighbors when Louis and Addie Bucklin lived in Arkansas. The families visited each other several times and kept in touch for many years.
Clements in Louisiana 1941d

Jacko’s Adventures – A Decade of Fun

Jacko's Adventures:  To The Faces and Beyond

The first book in the series of Jacko’s Adventures

Can it really be 10 years ago that Van and I started our Grand Adventures?  At least that’s what he told me.  I’m not good with the numbers or keeping track of time.  I do know that it’s been several munce since we went to see those Faces up in the North.  But if Van says it’s 10 years, I’ve gotta believe him.  He keeps track of stuff like that and I don’t really care if he is right or wrong.

All I know is that we had a lot of fun!  And that’s all that matters.  The cover of my first book (Jacko’s Adventures: To The Faces and Beyond) is one of my favorite photos.  I’m sitting on a giant’s foot in Tulsa, Minnesota or somewhere.  That foot is so big that it makes me look small.  But I’m not.  I’m just the same size as when I became.  I don’t look any older now, either.  The same can not be said of Van.

2006-06-08(17)Papi&MtRushmore3The other really good thing about that trip was that we came across a photo of my Papi at Rushmount.  I had told stories about Papi to Van for a while, but until we saw that picture of him in real life, I don’t think he believed anything I said.  It’s not like I lie like he does.  Everything I say is really real.  Because of this picture, we started moving to the point of reuniting with my old Papi.  He read about us in the book about our Adventures, sent off an email to see about getting together with us, and the rest is history.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.  This post was supposed to be about our first Adventure and celebrating 10 years of fun.  So “Happy Anniversary” to us!  I’m feeling festive.  I think I’m going to go get Van to play the guitar so we can sing our fun little traveling songs.  “Yo! Ho!  Going on Adventures.  That’s what we like to do.”

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