My name is Princess Lynn O'Brien (maiden name Roddy). I am the daughter of Joseph Thomas Roddy Jr. of Galvez, Louisiana and Carol Ann LeBlanc of Sorrento, Louisiana. I married May 22, 1982 in Columbia, Mississippi to Richard Erwin O'Brien. He is the son of William Earl O'Brien of Bogalusa, Louisiana and Betty Louise Thomas of Thomas Town, Louisiana. I have three boys. Joshua DeWayne O'Brien, Jonathan Ervin O'Brien and James Daniel O'Brien.
We Are The Chosen
In each family there is one who seems called to find the ancestors. To put flesh on their bones and make them live again, to tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve. Doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing life into all who have gone before. We are the storytellers of the tribe. All tribes have one. We have been called, as it were, by our genes. Those who have gone before cry out to us, "Tell our story!" So, we do. In finding them, we somehow find ourselves. How many graves have I stood before now and cried? I have lost count. How many times have I told the ancestors, "You have a wonderful family; you would be proud of us." How many times have I walked up to a grave and felt somehow there was love there for me? I cannot say. It goes beyond just documenting facts. It goes to who am I and why do I do the things I do. It goes to seeing a cemetery about to be lost forever to weeds and indifference and saying, "I can't let this happen." The bones here are bones of my bone and flesh of my flesh. It goes to doing something about it. It goes to pride in what our ancestors were able to accomplish, how they contributed to what we are today. It goes to respecting their hardships and losses, their never giving in or giving up, their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family. It goes to deep pride that the fathers fought and some died to make and keep us a Nation. It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us. It is of equal pride and love that our mothers struggled to give us birth. Without them we could not exist, and so we love each one, as far back as we can reach. That we might be born who we are. That we might remember them. So we do. With love and caring and scribing each fact of their existence, because we are they and they are the sum of who we are. So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of my family. It is up to that one called in the next generation to answer the call and take my place in the long line of family storytellers. That is why I do my family genealogy, and that is what calls those young and old to step up and restore the memory or greet those whom we had never known before.
I do not believe there was a mistake. I fully believe they are buried at McDonoghville. I have a suspicion where Annie Chestnut is buried as I did find a Chestnut (not Annie) buried in a mausoleum.
It is very likely that Annie and Eliza Hayton are buried in the beginning of the cemetery, as those are the oldest graves.
Cemetery records prior to 1945 were lost or damaged and are not available to the cemetery staff. I will continue to look but I wanted to advise you that it is unlikely that their particular location can be determined.
RE: photo request I really struck out on the cemetery in Galvez today. I have searched that cemetery so many times but so many cannot be read. I am glad to help, I really enjoy it and I have a few of ya`ll that I always look for your listings. Any Roddy`s I find I add, I added a few today. Happy to help
Eileen D. Roddy Plaia I contacted New Sait Peter Cemetery. The administrator believes "that the family has not yet interred her remains as she is not on file as a recordeded burial in this cemetery." It was mentioned in the memorial that "Interment will be at the convenience of the family."