Bubba Burgeron found!

Front to back: Comet, Bubba, Teddy, Unknown

Front to back: Comet, Bubba, Teddy, Unknown


Bubba Burgeron

What joy after all these years.  Bubba Burgeron has been found! He was washed away during the big flood of ’57 and of course presumed drowned. Bubba was William’s oldest son by Betty his first wife, who was also lost during the flood.  After William and the family finally accepted the fact that his beloved Betty was gone, he remarried Margie and had two more sons.  The photo above is of the three boys Comet, Bubba and Teddy, at the old one room school house.

Thanks to the work we’ve been doing here on our site and around the internet to get the word out (and back in) about the Burgeron Family, a nice young lady Stefanie from Germany ( @StefanieJ2 ) thinks Bubba may be her father. He was found barely alive in a boat heading to Germany. He didn’t remember who he was or where he came from, just this nagging desire to return to his family in a flooded trailer.

I’ve added her  to the tangle of a Burgeron family tree we’re piecing back together again, along with an invitation to join our site and share more stories of her father. We’re hoping she’ll be able to attend the big family reunion at the end of August in one form or another.

I want to put out an open invitation to anyone else who has information about our family to join us.  If you need access to the website or the family tree just tweet the ol’ lady and I’ll get you hooked up. @Nanalou022



Rochelle Louridge Serenades


Rochelle Louridge singing outside the ol’ Burgeron trailer.

We’re not sure, but another old photo has emerged from the depths of the Burgeron Family archives.  We think this might be Rochelle Louridge, the current CEO of GIFaChrome playing her 12-string guitar outside of the ol’ Burgeron trailer.  There’s a rumor floating around that this recording might actually be of her singing the Burgeron Trailer Blues.

(A few links if you’d like to read more about GIFaChrome’s history and a prized photo on their CEO’s desk that was riffed unmercifully .)

I’m Don

My name is Don Bergeron. I live here. I moved outta here twice when I got married. Both times I moved to Bovine and stayed there. Once with Nancy for three years and once with Gretta. Gretta left after a couple days of married and I come back here.

My grandpa William come here in 1927 when we was right on the Pretty Wide River. He got the land dirt cheap and got a bunch of it. I guess the river was flowing by and it watered all the land for a mile around and there were good times. The big flood of 34 pushed the river into a new channel nearly a mile west toward Bovine and grandpa William’s crops went dry. That was the end of that.

My dad was born to grandpa William’s second wife. Her name was Margie. My dad’s name was Teddy and he went off to war and become a land engineer. When he come back he had it in his mind to get that damn Pretty River flowin back here near grandpa’s land. Back then the tractors was slow and it took him nearly three years to get the channel dug out.

The big flood of 57 came racing down from the mountains and right into my dad’s newly dug channel and it took his tractor about fourteen miles down toward Mexico. It also dug the channel out so close to the house that it took it right along with the tractor. We had water again but we had to move in with grandpa.

The flood of 58 took the river way back toward Bovine again and we been dryer than lint ever since. A fire in 63 burned grandpa’s old house.

Well, that was about it for dad. He bought this used up old house trailer we been in ever since.

Dad passed on about ten years back and now it’s just us. The Bergerons.