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Yes, hi my name is Dany LeBlanc or as we're known here by, because there's lots of Dany LeBlancs in St. Mary's Bay in Acadie in Nova Scotia, we're known by our fathers and grand-fathers so I go a little bit further than that, my name is Dany à Marc à Alexandre à Marc à Baptiste à Anselme à Pierre à Jacques à Jacques à Daniel and that goes right back to the very first LeBlanc, Daniel LeBlanc, who is the ancestor of all the LeBlancs in the world or pretty much North America at least, and I'm from the charming little village of Concession. Concession, which is an inland village situated about five minutes from Université Sainte-Anne, you're going inland into the, into the outback country there. This village of Concession is known a lot for their superstition, legends and folklore. A couple of instances that come to my mind would be something was called loups-garous, I guess in English it might be termed as a werewolf. And when we were kids we didn't have too much to do, we didn't have any TV or anything like that so we played outside a lot and there was a lot of barns, every, every household had a barn. Now to keep the kids and the boys from going to play in the barn and maybe setting a fire which would ruin the family because the barn was the main livelihood, they would instil the fear that the loups-garous were waiting in the barn and it was to be avoided at all cost so we were terrified of this loup-garou. And another local superstition was something was called le feu follet and the feu follet is, was something, there was no street lights or anything in the country at that time so it would be quite dark and on some occasions, where the livestock was kept, the cows and cattle, there would be wire fences and at certain points and time you'd see the flash of light or sparks that would follow these wire fences and they felt very sure that this was associated with the devil himself, they were very scared of this phenomena. And, as I was saying, my village is Concession and I can tell you a little story that is particular only to that village in Concession. Where the village is situated there's a place called the manivelle it's two, two curves, two sharp curves that meet each other and manivelle is like a handle of a pot or something, it's in that shape but apparently there was a buried treasure, a pirate treasure that was buried in the manivelle and the way that this was found out was back in the early 1900s there was no work so a lot of people would hop the trains and they'd go and find work as far as Duluth, Minnesota, and one chap, one local chap happened to be there in Duluth and he went to see a fortune teller and the fortune teller explained exactly where this treasure was hidden. She said it's in the manivelle, it's in a small area where there's a certain type of grass, in Acadian it's called des géants, it's a pointed grass, green with a sharp green color that's pointed on the top, she said you can dig there but make sure to keep absolute silence. So they went a couple of fellows at night, late at night, and for some reason or another one of them spoke. Well all hell broke loose, they started to see chains of fire, they started to hear a lot of angry noises, there was even a mill stone, something large that was floating up in the air so they ran away with trying to save their very lives. And so the people that were there at that time are still alive today so it's a legend that's not very well known but it's, it was existing in my little village of Concession.