Family Histories

Bouillabaisse and Grape Molasses

I really enjoyed being French. I will miss it. It was easy to feel connected to the smell of lavender in Provence, the gardens of Paris, stunning art and architecture and compelling history. Bouillabaisse is my favorite food. With my dark hair, brown eyes and extremely tannable skin, my friends say I look French. My French roots trace from John F. LeDoux, my handsome grandfather. He told me he came from “outside of Paris,” and served as an interpreter during the Great War. He was college

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Diane Raymond

Diane Raymond is a retired registered nurse living with her husband Barry in the Boston area. She has held positions in critical care nursing, nursing education and hospital administration. Called to active duty in 2003, she cared for soldiers from the Iraq War in the critical care units at Walter Reed Medical Center. She has recently discovered that her favorite grandparent was Armenian, not French as he had told her, and she is trying to learn everything she can about her family and Armenia.

6 Comments

  1. What a beautiful and soulful story. So glad you could find your roots. It really gives a meaning to who we are, where we come from and how our identities and characters get developed as a human being. Diane, I hope you will find out more about your grandparents and the rest of the family.

  2. ❤️ hope you will find more about your family. In Armenia grape molasses called “doshub”. Elders say that it’s good for health. From my childhood I remember it as the sweetest syrop that my grandmother make.

    1. My own grandfather and his family were the wave of Armenians emigrating to America following the massacres of 1899. He came from Marash and lived on a horse farm, all confiscated with no later compensation for their losses. He lived to be 99, a life of family, hard work, and appreciation for this country. I live south of Boston and also have a decent library of Armenian history if you ever are looking for more reading! Thank you for your story, I enjoyed reading it.

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