Saturday, October 19, 2013

my great-great-grandfather

Louis Doiron
my mother's father's mother's father

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

saute crapaud



from Saute Crapaud,
Acadian & Creole Songs for Children
Nancy Tabb Marcantel & Bill Russell 
Swallow Records – 1977


"Saute Crapaud" is one of the most well-known Cajun folk songs. "Crapaud" is French for TOAD or FROG and "Saute" means JUMP, so the title translates as JUMP, FROG! "Crapaud" also means BOOGER so that made the song extra fun to listen to as a child.

Monday, October 14, 2013

catahoula lake


vintage photograph courtesy Leona Thibodeaux

i dreamed . . .

. . . I was standing on a wooden boardwalk in an old Alaskan mining town, peeking through the open window of a grand Victorian home. A man sitting outside the diner next door warned me to stay away. “Very boring,” he said. “All they do in there is sing.”

Sunday, October 13, 2013

shoo fly



from Saute Crapaud,
Acadian & Creole Songs for Children
Nancy Tabb Marcantel & Bill Russell 
Swallow Records – 1977


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

rousseau's inn

The Weekly Messenger, 1928

Last Sunday a representative of The Messenger visited the Rousseau Inn at Catahoula Lake to look at the building and grounds. The building, which we believe is the largest in the state, for a restaurant, hotel and dancing, is built on pillars ten feet high, facing the beautiful lake, glassed in all around, with a fine floor, and lighted by 54 white globe lights.

the evangeline country & historic st. martinville


 
The Evangeline Oak, right; Attakapas trading post, center;
spire of Catholic Church, background; Bayou Teche, foreground
 
Since the Rousseau Catahoula Inn is located "in the heart of the Evangeline counutry," the following pages are devoted to a brief history of the Teche Country, St. Martinville, and the local version of the true story of Evangeline, which appears in "Acadian Reminiscences," by Judge Felix Voorhies, a direct Acadian descendant.
 
The multifarious changes that have come to the Teche Country since that far distant day when Evangeline roamed its banks, seeking her lover of the north, serve but to enhance its peculiar natural beauty. Broad pastures and fields of green with wavering harvests of cane and corn, set in relief the diminished forests of live oak, magnolia and the flowering tangle of her day, while the sky and water and delicacy of land contour remain ever and immutably the same.