character peppered with delight
a bouquet of variety
a love and zest for life
a soul that dances
a powerful spirit revealed
with a spontaneous rhythm
that never yields
Life - a journey full of adventure
seasoned with your never ending zeal
Anne Dale in the Press
a bouquet of variety
a love and zest for life
a soul that dances
a powerful spirit revealed
with a spontaneous rhythm
that never yields
Life - a journey full of adventure
seasoned with your never ending zeal
PAUSE Pendant™ by Anne Dale
Life is an endless series of moments
Any one of which can change your life forever
PAUSE - take a moment to THINK
Ask yourself
What is a moment worth…
What might this moment cost me?
Avoid the consequences of peer pressure
PAUSE think for yourself
It only takes a moment to change everything
PAUSE - THINK
Use your good judgment and seize the moments
then move FORWARD
It is an undeniable truth that children are the conduit that generations use to communicate.
The greatest challenge of one generation is to nurture the next and by doing so cultivate a bridge of hope for all of mankind.
“Education” literally means to draw out from within; an extraordinary education reveals the true gifts these children have to offer.
These gifts are imperative for the most important thing in life, our happiness.
I believe there is a universe of knowledge within each child.
This includes all children but especially those with Autism and other labeled “disabilities”; whose gifts when we allow ourselves to receive them, are often extra special.
Perseverance pendant™
by Anne Dale
Courage is the first of all human virtues… yet
Perseverance is much more than courage.
Perseverance is a commitment to courage
Enough courage to stay the course and suspend beliefs about human frailty.
An unwavering commitment that allows one to be uninhibited by adversity.
So keep moving “Forward” whatever the odds.
Overcoming each and every obstacle with patience and steadfast persistence.
Knowing your effort inspires others, and in doing so, renews the power of the human spirit.
A spirit that is uniquely beautify - hidden within each of us.
While some may claim to be of French, Italian, German, Irish, English, or African ancestry, the truth is many, if not most of us are descendents of some combination of these and other ethnicities.
The merging and blending of our people can be seen in our architecture, music, food it is what gives this region such a unique and culturally rich flavor.
We all have a personal story of how we find ourselves in Louisiana at this time in history.
My American Dream started two generations ago with my grandfather, a man I would never meet; he came here from Italy at the age of 16. He chose New Orleans because he believed it to be a thriving land of great opportunity.
My grandfather owned a small fruit, meat and fish market on the edge of the French Quarter. He spoke very little English but through thrift and hard work he did his best for his family.

I will for the first time this summer visit Contessa Entellina, the small village in Sicily where his journey began; his name is Severio Ferrara.
“The American Dream is Alive in Louisiana”
Thank you Severio (Grandpa) Ferrara
Anne Ferrara Dale
You can find “New Orleans” on a map bordered by the 17th street canal, Lake Pontchartrain, the mighty Mississippi River and the Gulf of Mexico.You will also find New Orleans in the hearts of the Louisiana people and those around the world who have experienced it … Jazz, Mardi Gras, The French Quarter, Creole and Cajun Cuisine.
But My New Orleans is more. It is bigger.
The Big Easy goes beyond the borderlines of this great city. It is always a part of me wherever I go.

My New Orleans goes north up the Mississippi River to Natchez, strung together by mighty Oak Trees, Spanish Moss and a path of majestic plantation homes from an era gone by.
My New Orleans goes east where my family vacationed on the sandy white beaches of Waveland, Gulfport and Biloxi.
My New Orleans goes south through the bayous and swamps, where as a young girl my father would take me fishing, down the Mississippi Delta and to the Gulf of Mexico.
My New Orleans gets its spice from the west through Baton Rouge and to the heart of Acadia (Cajuns)……….Lafayette.
My New Orleans is like a good gumbo with necessary ingredients to a recipe rich in culture.
A gumbo that is stirred by the people where our southern hospitality welcomes each ingredient to melt into the other, to give it the flavor of something you will always take with you wherever you go.Once you taste it… You will know what it means to love New Orleans.
That’s my home… that’s My New Orleans.
That’s why I have created this design to remind everyone in our surrounding cities including the coastal region and beyond, much like the Mississippi River, our bloodline flows beyond the borders of this great city.
It is Our New Orleans.
It belongs to everyone.
by Anne Dale
The “lucky bean,” the symbol of “abbondanza,” the abundance of sharing in the blessings of faith, hope and love.
The tradition came to New Orleans with the Sicilians in the 1800s and flourished among the prolific celebrations of Louisiana.

During a famine in Sicily, this humble fava bean was the life-saving crop.The New Orleans “Lucky Bean” has found its way into the purses and pockets of many and is kept as a treasured memento of the St. Joseph’s Feast Celebration.
A Saint Joseph Altar is presented at Anne Dale Jeweller store each year the Saturday before the Feast of Saint Joseph everyone is welcome.
May it fulfill for you its promise of bountiful blessings.
The St. Joseph’s Altar was a way of giving thanks for, and sharing of, the blessings of a bountiful harvest.
It is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us freedom
of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier, not the lawyer, who has given us the right to a fair trial.

It is the soldier, who salutes the flag, who serves under the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag, who allows the protester to burn the flag.
Words by Father Dennis Edward O’Brien, USMC

I believe in God, his creation and that I am truly unique and special.
I believe in making the best use of the gifts and talents I was born with.

I believe in integrity, self discipline, and respecting myself and others.
I believe true success will come to me when I work hard and persevere at my goals.
I believe a positive and loving attitude is true beauty, and it comes from within.
by Anne Dale

Any Southern, worth their salt, knows the fields are sugarcane, an industry that brought great riches to the region.Today Saint Mary’s Parish is the “Sugar Bowl” of Louisiana, this
sweetheart of a parish is the most thriving sugarcane farming region in Louisiana, a state that produces 20% of the sugar in the United States.

Sweet Evangeline… Louisiana my home, sweet home
by Anne Dale