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He was always happy as I recall. I have not located a picture of him.
Arthur and Joanne referred to him fishing and crabbing for a living and he no doubt earned a few pennies from that effort. It is my understanding that he mostly did odd jobs and lived in the "poor house".
I recalled when he died there was no doubt that he should be buried in the family tomb. I know that the body was brought directly to the tomb. Teen, Edna, Elvie and Zief were present. I did not attend and do not know if any other family member was in attendance.
All of the Martin Blanchard boys have expressed their affection for Uncle John. I've asked them to add some observations to mine.
Martie Blanchard -
Uncle John was a lovable old man. He lived in the room with us boys and we loved his stories about things that would interest us. There is no doubt he was different. He would eat things we wouldn't think of, i.e. beans with mold. If he had a quarter he was off for some wine. We loved him nevertheles
Dupont Blanchard-
I have many fond memories of my life with Uncle John.
My first	impression of	uncle John, I was	12 or	13 years	old,
was that	he was pretty	cool. A free soul	that would talk to
us about	all things of	our interest.
Uncle John told interesting stories	about	himself.	One
I recall is when Grandma said something to him regarding a woman he was seen with ( I guess he was in his late teens). At that time he said, "Why, she is as good as you." He said Grandma backhanded him with her left hand. He replied, "That didn't hurt, try this side." His remark was she almost knocked him down.
Another story Uncle John told was that he was working in New Orleans and living in a rooming house. Someone was killed in the house and everyone there was detained. As soon as he was allowed to leave, he returned to Bay St. Louis and never left.
Andre Trawick, Jr June 6,1993
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