Annette Henneau
My dear cousin, Louise, faithfully telephoned me at least once a month. We had great conversations about family. She loved telling me about those in her immediate family whom I hadn’t met, Steve and family, Carol and family with the latest on Jack. I did get to meet darling RuthAnn because Louise wanted me to come to Decatur. I didn’t think I could do it, but when she said, “I wish you could just jump into the car and come!”, I got a surge of courage and with the help of a friend, I grabbed my walker and made it. See the family tree here and one can understand how the European families honored new members by passing on the ancestral names.