Daughter of Francois and Delphine Vachon Drouin, she married John Telesphore Francoeur 3 Jan 1931, in St. Joseph's Church, Salem, MA. They had three daughters; Gloria Annette Demakis, Elaine May Caron, and Mona Ann Robblee Rhone.
Your Mother is always with you....She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space...not even death!
Author: Unknown
Your Mother is always with you....She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space...not even death!
Author: Unknown
Daughter of Francois and Delphine Vachon Drouin, she married John Telesphore Francoeur 3 Jan 1931, in St. Joseph's Church, Salem, MA. They had three daughters; Gloria Annette Demakis, Elaine May Caron, and Mona Ann Robblee Rhone.
Your Mother is always with you....She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space...not even death!
Author: Unknown
Your Mother is always with you....She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space...not even death!
Author: Unknown
