Your Mom was a wonder. I'm sorry I didn't get to meet her....2000 miles distance can be a nuisance. I grew up in Chicago when most of the street was still empty of houses. They filled in by high school. My sister and I played in the big empty lot beside our house, climbing the big dirt hill. I"m glad to live in the country now.... just the opposite of your Mom's life. Another Kate.
Such a beautiful post, Sharron. I loved reading about how - and, and who, and what with - Katy played.
And this has brought a tear to my eye, because isn't it exactly what Christmas is all about? "Every year at Christmas I would get the same cradle over and over again, but painted a new color and the dolls would all have new dresses that my mother made.” Just gorgeous.
I'm glad she had some happy memories in between all her hardships.
Your Mom was a wonder. I'm sorry I didn't get to meet her....2000 miles distance can be a nuisance. I grew up in Chicago when most of the street was still empty of houses. They filled in by high school. My sister and I played in the big empty lot beside our house, climbing the big dirt hill. I"m glad to live in the country now.... just the opposite of your Mom's life. Another Kate.
I loved listening to the Lone Ranger on the radio and reading Nancy Drew mysteries.
Such a beautiful post, Sharron. I loved reading about how - and, and who, and what with - Katy played.
And this has brought a tear to my eye, because isn't it exactly what Christmas is all about? "Every year at Christmas I would get the same cradle over and over again, but painted a new color and the dolls would all have new dresses that my mother made.” Just gorgeous.
Thank you for sharing your mon’s stories. You honor her well! 💗
Oh, I had forgotten about Big John and Sparky. And how I looked forward to reading the comings. Dick Tracy, Blondie, and Dagwood.