MOREL Marie, my grandmother
My paternal grandmother, Marie Francoise MOREL was born in LUZY in the NIEVRE on 15/09/1890.
The family origins of my grandmother
Her father Etienne Morel, was from Eydoche in the Isere and his mother Mary Eusebius Lonchamps, Oye et Pallet originating in the Jura. Marie Etienne and Eusebius, his parents met at Luzy because Stephen had come to work as a lumberjack in the forests of Moirvan, while Marie Eusébie had been placed with an uncle.
difficult life of Mary Eusébie;
Eusébie Mary, had become an orphan. While he was a widower, Julius Edward, his father died in 1877. He was returning from one market to Lons le Saunier and was caught in a snowstorm at night. He wandered all night, without finding his home and was found the next day without life, not very far from the village leaving his four children; Fortuna Eusébie Marie, Victoria and Vital orphans. In the town of Oye et Pallet, the emotion was great and a high cross in his memory. The cross still existed in the 1980s.
the death of his father in 1877, Mary Eusébie, born in 1869 was 8. Mary was supported by his godfather and guardian, Eusebius, his uncle, he was blacksmith at River Drugeon in the Jura, the birthplace and place of origin of the family Lonchamps. Going into the Jura, in the 1980s I met the descendants of the family of Eusebius, they still lived in the family home, above the shop Forging, which was still equipped with its old tools, it was moving. It seemed that a door was opened and Julius Edward and Mary, my great grandmother would come and join us.
Siblings of Mary Eusébie
concernat other children, I have no information on Vital, but Fortuna became a carpenter in the village of Vaux and Chantegrue, Victoria, she was a teacher at PREMERY . My mother had a painting of his protrait revealing a thin face and harminieux. Of four children, Victoria, was fortunate to be supported and raised by an uncle, a rich Luzy on wine merchant, and was a brilliant student. In Victoria, I have a certain amount of information, especially that they had three torment in his life, First of all, when the separation of church and state, she had to choose teaching secular, very pious, she lived it as a waiver of his faith. Then his only son, Pierre Dubois, a brilliant captain, died in the war of 14-18 and was a heartbreak for Victoria. Finally, quite possessive nature, they said in the family, with respect to his only son's relationship with his beautiful daughter were always difficult and confrontational
Eusébie Marie, She lived a life much more difficult.
Of his seven long years of military service, Etienne Morel, her husband had kept a difficult character, and his job logger and sawyer in the forests of the Morvan did not have to drink than water . To its credit, it should be noted that the profession of woodcutter was very difficult and physically. A Luzy, his wife often sent her daughter (my grandmother Mary) search Jules, lingered with his colleagues in the pub. The couple did not get along, so not very good. A few years later, for some reason, but just be out of that environment Etienne lumberjack, Luzy the couple left and went to live Eydoche in Isère. Etienne were carrying out a carpenter's workshop in the house Eydoche and at the end of their life, Stephen and Mary lived more or less separated, each in a enfant.Marie Eusébie died at age 70, May 13, 1938 of breast cancer. Stephen, born January 16, 1859, died in 1945 at the end of World War II 86 years old! They rely, however, every two, side by side for eternity in the cemetery Nivolas Vermelle.
Back to my grandmother, Marie Francoise Morel, their daughter .
Young enough, she went to live with his paternal aunts Eydoche. This time, she told us, children, anecdotes that revealed his character pretty well, kept goats when his aunt, Mary loved to ride on their backs, making them run in the fields! aunts surprised, because of the little milk that was doing the evening milking!
Mary knew my grandfather, Pierre Badin, in coming to work as a housekeeper at my maternal grandmother to Rosanne Nivolas Vermelle.
Mary had a strong character, very deliberate. Young, she was the prmière the village, wearing dresses that Devoille calves and caused a scandal the Church. She was also the creation of innitiative premiert labor union in weaving mills or she worked hard.
Mary led a life very needy; weaver working with the grueling hours of the day, she took the time to do hours of households outside the zone of the plants and obligations familliales!
All her life she was very dedicated, relieving its neighbors and keeping his parents and step parents in their old age. My aunt Marinette, explained that to accommodate all this little world, we separated the room with curtains to give some privacy to the various occupants. At night, neighbors sometimes type came to the shutters to pick up my grandmother, caring for patients. The morning was very early morning waking, but nonetheless, she took on her sleep, go to relieve the suffering of each other.
She underwent two tests a few years apart, the death of his son Pierre, fullisé by the Germans, just hours before the release of Grenoble and the loss of her husband, my grandfather, Peter, won by the long and painful disease of tuberculosis, a disease that caused so many deaths in these years!
With child marriage, Mary was alone in the little house "of the square." House she inherited the brother of his stepmother, Rose Perrin, in gratitude for having SITE WELCOMES in his old age.
his retirement, well deserved, she left the house to his son Gerard, to come and live in a modest two-room, near the village square.
She spent the last years of his life, valid, to help his son Gerard, the father of a large family of seven children. Then in 1970, after the death of his son and my father, Albert, she lost her wits quickly enough and lost memory. She ended her life, so brave, falling back into childhood, a world cut it no longer understood.
But all those years quickly traced the life of Mary, my grandmother, I retain it, a strong character and voluntary certe, devoted but also young and playful spirit, despite the ordeals.
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