I've always been fascinated by my French-Canadian heritage. I don't know why exactly. I'm really a Heinz 57 mixture of nationalities. Some German, Irish, English and yes, even a little Polish (this explains a lot about me, doesn't it?). But whenever someone asks what nationality I am, I always say French-Canadian. Maybe because it has a more exotic and romantic sound to it than saying you're German. Or maybe it's because those people to the north are just so darn nice, eh? In all reality, it probably has a lot to do with the stories my grandmother told. The ones where we are related to the famous Dionne quintuplets. The first surviving quintuplets in history. What little kid wouldn't be fascinated by that? So, I grew up being fascinated with being French-Canadian and loving my last name. I had a very hard time giving it up when I got married but I was too much of a traditionalist to keep it. I'm so looking forward to finding all my Dion ancestors and finding out if they are as fascinating as I've always imagined they would be.
Here are a few pictures of my father and his family:
This is my dad, Art (right) and my Uncle Ted (left). There are no dates on these pictures so I have to guess. I'm thinking this one is probably around 1934. There are pictures of my youngest brother John at around this same age...you'd think it was the same person.
So there you have it. The beginnings of my ancestry hunt. I'll keep you posted from time to time on how it's going. Wish me luck!
I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend.
Quote for the Week:
We inhereit from our ancestors gifts so often taken for granted...Each of us contains within...this inheritance of soul. We are links between the ages, containing past and present expectations, sacred memories and future promise.