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Main Street - Broussard, Louisiana №7
My parents were married in this church, over 40 years ago. I don't recall ever being inside, though perhaps we visited once before, when my uncle married in 1981- I don't remember. Southern Louisiana is thick with Catholicism; it's one of the main reasons the Cajun identity exists - French-speaking Catholics were expelled by the British from Nova Scotia (ex. Acadia) during the 18th century, and a good many ended up what is now the state of Louisiana.
With respect to "Cajun-ness", I didn't realize that other kids didn't have a crèche, leave shoeboxes out the night before the Epiphany, or even know what Steen's cane syrup was...until we compared notes in kindergarten in Michigan, where my brother, sister and I were born.
All Southern Louisiana things, that us little kids in frigid Michigan just took for "normal".
Main Street - Broussard, Louisiana №7
My parents were married in this church, over 40 years ago. I don't recall ever being inside, though perhaps we visited once before, when my uncle married in 1981- I don't remember. Southern Louisiana is thick with Catholicism; it's one of the main reasons the Cajun identity exists - French-speaking Catholics were expelled by the British from Nova Scotia (ex. Acadia) during the 18th century, and a good many ended up what is now the state of Louisiana.
With respect to "Cajun-ness", I didn't realize that other kids didn't have a crèche, leave shoeboxes out the night before the Epiphany, or even know what Steen's cane syrup was...until we compared notes in kindergarten in Michigan, where my brother, sister and I were born.
All Southern Louisiana things, that us little kids in frigid Michigan just took for "normal".