I’ve been having the most wonderful ongoing conversation with Claire Saucier, who stepped forward a few weeks ago and generously shared information she received from her aunt, Louise Theresa Saucier (1916-2012). Louise Saucier was not only the daughter of Anthony Wayne Saucier (1885-1926), but she was a family historian. Louise faithfully recorded both the hard data and the family stories we’ve heard since we were children… plus a few more items to be treasured.
Claire has gathered and organized this information into a book titled: Stories of the Saucier Family by Louise T. Saucier. How many times have I read it cover to cover, or referenced back to a particular photo or piece of information? Couldn’t begin to say, but I will say that the book is a delight mainly because much of the focus is on the day to day life of Wayne and Theresa (Walz) Saucier; and their three children, Louise, Charley and Bill.
I’ve been given permission to include a few photos from Claire’s book. The first is the photo at the top: Louise costumed for either a high school or college production (both of which are mentioned in the book). The second photo is of Uncle Wayne and his son, Charley Saucier, taken at Washington, Missouri in 1923. I’ve also added several photos to the new photo gallery located on the sidebar (as if you hadn’t noticed it already), two of which are photographs of Aunt Clara and a more recent photo of Louise.
As a result of this new info, I’m going to reopen the topic of the key for the Saucier Family photograph. Those lucky enough to have corresponded with Louise will recognize the writing.
Another cousin and I were discussing the family photo only yesterday, and my conclusion was this: in my experience, a family portrait taken around the beginning of the 20th century was a very big deal. Not only was every family member included, but also at times, horses and buggies, cats and dogs, prized furniture and sometimes even a quilt or two. Louise’s key makes so much sense to me, not only because she was Uncle Wayne’s daughter (and in Claire’s words, a daddy’s girl), but also because she grew up in close association with her aunts and uncles.