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POOLE FRANCES [Female]

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WHITE ALLEN RAY [Male] b. --Not Shown-- Knoxville, TN.

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LAPLANTE JULIENNE [Female] b. 3 APR 1845 Canada - d. 29 NOV 1914

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PROVENCHER JOSEPH [Male] b. 18 SEP 1837 - d. 20 DEC 1913

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PROVENCHER LENA [Female] b. 5 NOV 1869

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PROVENCHER IDA [Female] b. 19 MAR 1872

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PROVENCHER VIRGIL [Male] b. 4 MAY 1876

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PROVENCHER JOSEPHINE [Female] b. 14 SEP 1879

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PROVENCHER J. A. P. [Male] b. 2 APR 1883

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LAPLANTE MARIE [Female] b. 5 DEC 1846

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[Paul J Lareau.GED]

Personal remembrances by Robert L. Quinnett (Copy sent to Dave Kauffman,
CS 75540,3660, also related to LaPlante/Leriger Family through Domonique):
I have always had mixed feelings about my Prairie/LaPlante side--the
family of Felix Prairie and Marie LaPlante and their children. This
might be because my very first memory was seeing Marie LaPlante Prairie
laid out in her coffin in my parents’ house. That isn’t one of the
greatest first memories a child can have. Perhaps much of this duality in
feeling stems also from their attitudes toward religion plus ambiguity I
have experienced and/or heard about. From my observations, mostly when I
was very young, members of the family were either extremely religious or
rather indifferent about it. In either case, they didn’t seem to
understand what it was all about anyway. They were all raised as
Catholics, but only Felix, Emma (my grandmother), Priscilla, and Nettie
received Christian burial. In Nettie’s case, however, it seems to have
occurred only by accident. To demonstrate, I’ll take them one by one,
starting with Marie the mother and Nettie since their lives seem more
intertwined.
Nettie Prairie married in my home parish of St. Benedict in Shawnee, OK,
to a man who was or who became a judge in Walters, Cotton County, OK, and
the only name I remember ever hearing for him was "Judge" Brooks. Brooks
was vehemently anti-Catholic, so Nettie quit practicing her religion. I
don’t know when Marie LaPlante (a widow since 1907) went to live with
Nettie and Judge Brooks, but when she did, she too apparently quit going
to church. When Marie died in 1932, the family shipped her body to
Shawnee by train for burial alongside Felix in Calvary Cemetery.
Meanwhile, the pastor of the church in Walters called the pastor of St.
Benedict and said, "Don’t have anything to do with that woman’s funeral
and burial. She hasn’t been to church or received the sacraments for
years." So that was that, and my dad arranged for a Protestant minister
to conduct a service at the Funeral Home and bury her in Fairview
Cemetery--across town from Calvary. To my knowledge, she is the only
family member buried there.
When Nettie’s turn came a few years later, she was a widow and in St.
Anthony Hospital in Oklahoma City, a Catholic hospital, expected to die at
anytime. This is what I meant by "accident" above: Aunt "Jimmy" (my
Uncle Oscar Quinnett’s wife, Elizabeth Fox) went in to see Aunt Nettie
when none of her sisters were there. Nettie had been there long enough to
have called for a priest if she had wanted, if she had even given it a
thought. However, when Aunt Jimmy asked, "Aunt Nettie, would you like for
me to get a priest for you?" Netttie agreed. So Nettie died a Catholic,
by accident in my view. When Nettie got into her "dying period" she and
Irene had set up a joint bank account with the right of survivorship to
avoid probate. Her will left everything to her brother and sisters since
she had no children, but there wasn’t anything to inherit. Irene simply
kept the money in the account, stating that it was hers and that she
deserved it for "taking care of Nettie."
Irene married Charles Allen, also at St. Benedict. On the way down the
aisle at the conclusion of the wedding ceremony, Charles told
Irene,"You’ll never enter a Catholic church again." She did, but only for
funerals of some family members. I always thought Aunt Irene was a little
on the stiff and "snooty" side and too involved in the "society scene"
where she lived in Oklahoma City. As for Charles (a CPA), my dad was
convinced that he was involved in a "deal" in which dad lost quite a few
oil properties through a conspiracy which included a prominent District
Judge, unnamed, and a prominent Oklahoma politician/WW2 general, also
unnamed. I still have a letter that Charles wrote a family member,
trying to con him into selling some mineral rights for peanuts. (My dad
stopped it.) It is interesting that I have tried unsuccessfully for years
to obtain a copy of the criminal trial over which the unnamed judge above
presided and which sent several lower-level flunkies to jail for mail
fraud. Either no one can find it or no one wants to find it! The judge
promised dad that he would receive his properties back if he refrained
from mentioning the name of the politician in open court. Dad didn’t, but
he never received his properties.
Florence married a newspaper man named Edward Austin, also at St.
Benedict. I don’t think she ever entered a Catholic church again either,
but I doubt that Austin forbade it. Florence was rather difficult to deal
with sometimes. After my dad died in 1972, I started handling my mother’s
finances, and this included her oil and gas interests. Once I was asked
to ratify a lease on some of Uncle Eugene’s property because all of his
sisters or their heirs held remainderman interests through his will.
Since my mother, my brother and I were involved as remaindermen, I wrote
Florence and also corresponded with her attorney several times about it.
Florence wrote me how pleased she was with my ideas and that, with my dad
gone, she was very happy that I had stepped in where he had always done it
before. Years later, however, she told my nephew John Michaelthat I had
stuck my nose into family affairs, trying to dictate to everyone. John
Michael was also the recipient of her flip-flops. She was crazy about his
two children and told him that she intended to leave them a lot of money.
A few months later, she seemed to have decided that my nephew was entirely
too independent for her tastes (He wouldn’t kow-tow to her wishes), and
there was no more talk about any inheritance. When she died there was
never any mention of an inheritance at all. I guess he was too much like
my dad and me for her.
Uncle Eugene was an immensely likable old boy who had a few peculiarities.
For one thing he distrusted banks, so when he died his daughter Ruby
started digging all over his property, especially under the house, looking
for money. No one knows how much she found in cans and boxes. Ruby was
his only child, and I don’t know if she was the product of a first
marriage or no marriage. The only wife I ever knew anything about was
Eva, and I have no idea what her maiden name was. The main thing I
remember about Eva was that she was an absolute fanatic about cleanliness
and Eugene suffered because of it, mainly because he liked to raise goats.
(Ruby also dug up the goat pens!) One weekend we were visiting Eugene
and Eva. I was a big milk drinker, and someone--probably my
mother--commented that there was no milk for me. Eugene told my dad and
mother that I could drink goat’s milk and never know the difference. When
I saw the glass of milk at my plate it never occurred to me that it was
anything other than regular cow’s milk. I was very conscious that
everyone was looking at me as I picked up the glass. Before I could even
sip it, however,I was very much aware of the smell of goats, so I put it
back down. Eugene, backed by my dad, told me to at least taste it, that I
would find that it tasted no different from cow’s milk. Maybe my mind was
made up already, but it tasted the way goats smell. I refused to drink
it.
I don’t think Eugene had any religious beliefs of any kind. I’ve always
thought that he was probably an atheist. Maybe he was; maybe he wasn’t.
When my grandmother, Emma, would visit him, he would take her to church
and pick her up afterwards. Usually, however, he would return for her
early, park in front of the church and start honking his horn and yelling
"Emma" until she would come out. She would just shrug and smile later
when telling my dad about it, as if "Well, that’s just Eugene."
Priscilla always kept her Catholic faith, and among her children and
grandchildren were quite a few priests and nuns. I knew two of the
priests. One of them, Francis Senecal, came to visit us onetime in
Shawnee, and he and dad and mother went to Oklahoma City to visit Aunt
Irene. My dad had some white shirts with detachable collars, so Frank
removed his Roman collar, attached one of dad’s collars to his shirt and
put on a tie just to "give Aunt Irene and Charles something to think
about." His brother Eugene, also a priest, swore like a sailor and seemed
to hate being a priest. At least that was the way it seemed to me as a
kid.
My grandmother Emma was a deeply religious woman who couldn’t pray in
English. At family dinners I always wanted her to say grace because I
loved to hear it in French. If I ever complained about something or got
out of sorts in her presence, she would look at me with a loving smile and
say,"pauvre petit." (She pronounced "petit" as "petsee.") She was an
uncritical woman, and I never heard her say anything but good about
anyone. Even if someone had done something on the atrocious side, she
could either ignore it or find a qualifying excuse for it. She raised her
daughter Rena’s first child Dolores after my dad ran Rena’s first husband
(LaBarge) off one night during a snowstorm. (Dad told him that he had
better skedaddle, and fast, because the Ku Klus Klan was coming to get
him!) I have no idea what the problem was, but since dad mentioned the
KKK, LaBarge must have strayed from his marriage bed. Anyway, my
grandparents raised Dolores and my grandmother spoiled her rotten. In my
grandmother’s eyes Dolores could do no wrong, and as a result other
members of the family have never been overly thrilled with Dolores who has
suffered a lot of pain because of it. Emma’s deep faith was a blind,
emotional faith, never questioned, but it was not a knowledgeable faith.
The ritual was important, not the theology. She was also devoted to radio
and TV preachers and was in the habit of sending them (and Dolores) money
all the time. When dad would catch her at it, she could get a little
sneaky about it.
To sum up Marie LaPlante and her children, apparently they never learned
anything about Catholicism. It seemed to be a cultural thing; if it
became inconvenient it could be shed as easily as one could shed the
French language when talking with English-speaking neighbors. It could
produce totally opposite extremes in the way of living one’s life.

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PRAIRIE FELIX [Male] b. 13 AUG 1850 Chambly, Chambly, QC, Canada - d. 21 AUG 1907 Shawnee, Pottawatomie, OK

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Prairie dit Pi‚dalue (also Pr‚dalue??)
Served as a Pvt in Co G, 138th Illinois Infantry, Civil War. Wounded.
Discharged as Springfield, IL 14 Oct 1864 as an invalid. 1890--lived in
Rooks County, KS; 1901--lived at Hagar, Pottawatomie County, OK Teritory;
1906--lived at Shawnee, OK: National archives, Washington, DC--Military
File (Civil War) of Pvt., abstr. by Norma Meier.
See General Note with Marie LaPlante.
Living in Rooks County, Kansas, at time of marriage of dau. Emma to M. C.
Quinnett--see said marriage and general note for Casimir Laplante.

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PRAIRIE HENRI [Male] b. 17 SEP 1870 Bourbonnais, Illinois - d. 1 OCT 1870 Bourbonnais, Illinois

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CHANDLER RICHARD LEE [Male]

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Prairie Marie Emma [Female] b. 25 SEP 1871 Kankakee Co, Illinois - d. 26 FEB 1962 Shawnee, Oklahoma

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Quinnett Michael Charles [Male] b. 8 JUL 1865 Port Washington, Wisconsin - d. 16 JUL 1939 Norman, Cleveland Co, Oklahoma

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Born "Michel Quinet"; known as Michael C. [Charles] or M. C.; during the
last few years of his life he was senile from what then was termed
"hardening of the arteries" which might have been Altzheimer's or might
have resulted from an accident in his younger years when he was caught in
a tornado which destroyed his house on the homestead north of Shawnee (W
1/2 of 1-11-3). According to his son A. E. Quinnett, he was entering the
storm cellar under the house when the tornado hit, and somehow his head
was caught between the house and the cellar. This was about 1915-16,
after which the family moved for awhile to Clyde, KS, to live with
relatives because the tornnado had wiped them out. It was there that A.
E. (Eli) met Jeannette Lecuyer and later married her:
Verbal from A. E. to Robert L. Quinnett.