This blog has been created to showcase the family history and genealogy of Craig Siulinski. As a fitting tribute to my grandfather, Auguste Albert, I have named this blog in his honor. Dictionary.com defines 'august' as: inspiring reverence or admiration. Based on this definition, my grandfather could not have been given a better name.
Three family treasures have already been mentioned in earlier posts: the Wilfrid Genealogy Book from 1948, the Brookfield Clothing Award (a gold statue) won by Pepere around 1960, and the 1990 audio recording of Memere and Aunt Jo. By family members responding to this post, we can create an inventory of other valued family possessions. Two books in my own library were signed by Wilfrid Albert and passed on to me by Sister Rebecca: The Poems of Longfellow, signed by Wilfrid on July 16. 1959, and The Reader's Digest of Books by Helen Rex Keller, signed by Wilfrid in 1941.
Here are some additional family heirlooms:
1. A vase given to Memere as a gift from Wilfrid in the 1940's.
2. Painting by Sister Rebecca
3. A boudoir bench to hold dolls from Pauline's youth.
4. These hand carved statues were owned by Wilfrid Albert. Paul Albert provides some information about them:
One was sculpted in Switzerland from a famous school of sculpture and depicts a farmer representing one of his grandfathers. The other was carved in a famous carving school in Quebec and depicts a fisherman representing his other grandfather.
For family history purposes, the two items of most value by far are the Genealogy book of Wilfrid Albert and the audio recording done by Becky in 1990. Thank goodness we have a librarian in the family who took an early interest to preserve something like the voices of our elders. What else do we have out there to enrich our family's legacy!?
Besides the traditional Christian holidays, it seems the most special days for the Alberts were the Valle reunions. We would all meet at Valle's Steak House near the turnpike in Westbrook but I don't remember how often we used to gather. These get-togethers were always fun. Besides good food, we got to see all the cousins together in one place, and everyone seemed to be in good moods!
Today it seems we only get together when someone marries or dies with the exception of the Bernie Girls. Sue explains how the Bernie's Girls got formed (sounds almost like a singing group~!):
When Memere was dying--and in that nursing home at the very end, I told her I would make her a premise that I would keep the Albert cousins together---THEN, I backed up a bit after thinking that might be a bit much, so I said, "Well, at least the girl cousins. We'll meet every now and then and remember how we all grew up together. We'll call ourselves Bernie's Girls."
She laughed and said, "That'll be fun. I wish I could be there with you."
I said, "You will be!"
Albert reunions of the far past included summer trips to Limerick to visit Memere's sister, Marie. I retell the story from talking to Pauline: "We used to go have family reunions at the farm with all my mother’s family and all my cousins. They had a big field where all the food was laid out. Some of the guys played ball, and one time somebody threw an egg at Pepere as a joke but it wasn't received as such."
Christmas was a big holiday growing up. It was certainly more materialistic than it was religious for me. This holiday was the busiest time of year for visitors both family and friends. What about Christmas Eve - always fun huh? Here's an early Albert Christmas Eve story: Memere and Pepere went to midnight mass. Pauline spoke to Lorraine, “Has Santa Claus come yet?” She said, “Well, I don't know, let’s go down and peek.” So they all went downstairs and found all the presents were there. When Memere and Pepere came home, they found the kids playing with all the unwrapped gifts! Pauline remembers getting a doll carriage that year.
Last summer, Uncle Roland and I met to talk about family history of the Alberts. The topic of Pepere's business came up, I became very interested in the information that he was sharing with me. That meeting motivated me to want to write a larger piece about "The Men's Shop". Next time I am in Maine, I am hoping I can capture Roland's attention again to get a fuller picture and history of this once great family business.
The image below was taken from the 1924-25 edition of the "Directory of Westbrook" (page 204). It lists the clothing businesses operating at that time. Benoit's is the business where Pepere started working as a fourteen year old boy.
I remember when my brothers and sisters used to visit Pepere at the Men's Shop. It was like we were entering sacred ground. Even though we were kids, he'd always greet us like we were VIP's, and was always happy to see us! There was a time I worked in the backroom folding clothes but I hated it just like Pepere did when he first started working at Benoits. Like him, I preferred to be interacting with people.
When I asked some of my students the other day what their earliest memory was, one girl said she remembered ushering as a little girl at her church. She must have viewed going to church as a special place because of the importance her family placed on its role. We viewed the Men's Shop in the same way - a special place where the magic of selling and cultivating customers was going on. Pepere was president of the Westbrook Chamber of Commerce for a time and around 1960, he received one of the most distinguished recognitions in the clothing industry - the Brookfield Clothing Award. The article shown here came from one of my mother's scrapbooks. The source is most likely the Westbrook American.
My motivation to launch this site is to update family members of how far I have gotten to what eventually will become a publication to preserve for all time. Before that is created, I would like input and stories from my siblings and cousins to “flavorize” what stories and history I already have. Since this is a blog and not a static website, I encourage feedback, suggestions and two-way communication. To jog your memories, I will be posting pictures and asking questions about selected events and activities from our childhood days. I look forward to the dialogue and family relics that may arise from the sharing of this blog.