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The Fisherman's Wife
The Fisherman's Wife
The Fisherman's Wife
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This touching memoir tells a true story of a families survival and how a mother The Fishermans Wife, battled with hardship that trailed a devastating tragedy. The fishermans son tells his story with an innocent, childlike perspective intertwined with spiritual reflection of a time full of pain, triumph, laughter, and adventure.
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PublisherAuthorHouse
Release dateOct 19, 2013
ISBN9781481764483
The Fisherman's Wife
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Florent Lanteigne

Florent Lanteigne’s is a man of the sea. He is the son of Michael & Edna Lanteigne of Caraquet New Brunswick. Following in his father’s footsteps, presently Chief Engineer of a factory freezer fishing vessel stationed in the Canadian Arctic. He is a father of four and lives in Saint John, N.B.

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    The Fisherman's Wife - Florent Lanteigne

    The Fisherman’s Wife

    FLORENT LANTEIGNE

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    Phone: 1-800-839-8640

    © 2013 by Florent Lanteigne. All rights reserved.

    Edited and Revised by: Adam Lanteigne

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse 06/11/2013

    ISBN: 978-1-4817-6303-5 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4817-6222-9 (hc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4817-6448-3 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2013911026

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    Contents

    My Father’s Family

    My Mother’s Family

    Fisherman’s Wife

    Sons and Daughters of Fishermen

    The Day of the Accident

    First Day at the Funeral Parlor

    The Day of the Funeral

    The Month of December

    Christmas in the Hospital

    Ship Wreck

    A Widow’s Life

    Hidden Secret

    Accident

    Jean-Guy’s Death

    About the Author

    Author’s Comment

    Wisdom And Knowledge

    For my mother

    Edna Lanteigne

    And all mothers in the world

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    My Father’s Family

    My father was the oldest child of a family with nine children. They lived on a farm along the border of lower and middle Caraquet, New Brunswick, which rests on the shores of Chaleur Bay. They lived in a home with a big barn on beautiful farm land surrounded by Acadian landscape. My grandfather’s name was Philicien. He owned the farm and a small fishing boat which operated by sails only, and it was on this boat that my father first began his fisherman trade. The boat was approximately 38 feet long, 10 feet wide and shaped as a schooner. Later, a gasoline engine was added to make it more efficient.

    My family name goes back directly to the first European Frenchmen who had come to Caraquet and developed it. Traditionally, families were a lot larger back then, so it was normal to grow up with six sisters and two brothers. It was also common for men like Philicien to make a living off his farm, his fishing boat, and working in the woods as a lumberjack; that was the way of life. My grandfather and his father before him had to build what they owned, from their home, barn, and boat to their own farming and fishing equipment.. As the oldest boy, my father had to start working at an early age to help his father and mother—there wasn’t much time for play and school. To live on and take care of a farm required much work. Therefore, my father’s childhood was short lived. From the time he could lift and do tasks, school was secondary and unimportant. To Philicien, the necessity to complete all the work that needed to be done was the first priority, and someone had to do it. Every season brought new tasks. Whether it was time to harvest, fish, or plant, it did not matter, it was time to be pulled out of school, because that was just the way it was done then.

    My mother said that my father was fourteen years old and still in grade four. He quit school about that age and worked with his father full time, and then later for himself. As his education was limited, he could barely read, write, and do math. His brothers had a much better education because they were considerably younger than him. His brother Alonzo finished high school, and his brother Livain went to college. Suit and tie was my grandfather’s hope and pride for the future—it was his decision that Livain pursue higher education. Therefore, my father, uncle Alonzo and their sisters had most of the farm work and house duties. My father and mother said it was as God’s will. I never had the chance to ask my father if he felt it was fair. To know my father, I realized I’d have to look back, and when I do I know he received his tough and rugged character from everything he experienced in his life, the kind of life that gives a man hurt-proof character, the kind that says bring it on, I have seen worse. He was the product of what life was and what up-bringing had made him.

    My father’s work was mostly outside, all four seasons, hot or cold, rain or snow. Weather conditions were something he couldn’t change and didn’t seem to affect him in any way when he wanted to do something. My memory of his appearance is dark skin, dark hair, short in statue but rugged build, muscular, big hands and huge fingers. He never wore gloves. I only saw him wear gloves when he was fishing smelt on the ice. We used to go with him, my brother Jean-Guy and I. The plan was to help him a bit, to show us how it was done, and we helped him the best way we could. I watched him soak his gloves in the ice cold sea water to soften the wool, which he claimed made them warmer. He smoked cigarettes and drank beer. He loved to

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