Today I found my ancestral homeland. I rented a car in Poitiers and as it turns out, the woman at the Hertz counter was somewhat of a historian. I started the drive to Ferme Acadienne, a place where some French who went to Canada returned and set up a refugee colony. There weren’t any Rangers that came back from the original migration.
france
Tomorrow I go to France
In search of my ancestral homeland.
Some interesting tidbits from http://rcranger.mysite.syr.edu/famhist/ranger.htm
“In order to marry 13-year-old Anne Girardy, Hubert received permission from the governor Denonville, presumably because he was a soldier and possibly because he was a minor.” (more…)
Actively Dying 