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The Thumb's Christmas

  Our daughter, Anne, was a prolific artist when she was young. Our refrigerator door was full of her drawings, paintings, and school artwork. She liked to create little books, too, as she was also a natural storyteller. One Christmas when she was about eight years old, Anne wrote and illustrated a Christmas story for her little brother, James. If memory serves, she drew her inspiration from a book she had recently gotten from the library by illustrator Ed Emberley. He wrote and illustrated The Great Thumbprint Drawing Book . In it, Emberley showed how to make a variety of animals and people using a thumbprint as a starting point. The creations are simple and charming. It's amazing what you can do with a blog of ink and a few black lines. It's art that's accessible to anyone. Anne's story is called "The Thumb's Christmas," and is based on our family. There is a thumb with glasses (Anne), a thumb with little hair (toddler James), a thumb with a mustache (Ji...

Things My Mother Kept


After my recent archive closet update, I pulled down another box in the archive closet. The box was a mishmash of high school memorabilia and photos. Also in the box was a file folder my mom, Anna Kozlina Gilbride, kept filled with school items, important papers, and the like.

Here's some of what Mom kept, points in my life timeline:

I found a note Mom handwrote about my first steps:

9 mos. 8 days old
7-10-62 - Nancy took her first step today. She was leaning against the side of the playpen & she stood up alone, took one step & then grabbed onto the other side of the playpen.

There were two envelopes contain clippings from my first haircuts! The first was on 25 October 1962, when I was "1 year 23 days old." I must not have had much hair, because the clippings are less than an inch long! Another envelope includes my hair from my first "real" haircut on 10 July 1965. Mom kept a hank of my hair which is surprisingly red-gold. I've always been a "strawberry blonde," but I didn't realize just how red my hair was back then.

Mom saved the appointment card from when I had my tonsils out at Euclid General Hospital on 18 May 1966 when I was 4 years old. Mom even kept the tiny hospital bracelet that I wore that day, and the "Instructions for Parents" book that gave all the pre- and post-op instructions. Under the "Preparation of the Child for Surgery" section, the booklet notes: "It may sound stupid, but many children have been told that they are going to a Picnic, Circus, a 'Ride on a Cart,' or some other nonsense." Yikes! I am pretty sure I wasn't told any of those things.

At some point when I was little, there was a concern that I might have scoliosis, a disease Mom suffered with during her life. The folder also held an undated list of exercises I was to do. I was never diagnosed with the disease—not sure whether it was the exercises or just luck.

I was deemed a "healthy girl" in my pre-kindergarten physical, where I tipped the scales at 38 lbs. and stood 3'-6-3/4" tall.

Next up were cards Mom saved from my First Communion, which I received on 3 May 1969 at Immaculate Conception Church in Willoughby, Ohio. There are cards from my grandparents and my aunts and uncles.  I was confirmed on 11 November 1972, at St. Mary Magdalene Church in Willowick, Ohio, when I was in sixth grade, and Mom kept more cards. I love the text of the card my Grandma, Margaret Simonik Kozlina, gave me:

O God, fill me with
Love that knows no barrier
Courage that cannot be shaken
Faith strong enough for the darkness
Fill me with strength for my tasks
Loyalty to Thy Kingdom's goal
Wisdom to meet life's complexities
Power to lift men unto thee.

—Walter Fridy

In 1975, I graduated from 8th grade at St. Mary Magdalene School (SMMS), where I had gone to school from 5th grade on. A crayon-decorated program lists all the graduates—all 108 of them! It's hard to believe that SMMS closed down years ago from lack of enrollment, in contrast to the hundreds of kids that attended just that one school when I was young. Even if each grade averaged about 90 students in the kindergarten-8th grade, that's over 800 students at one neighborhood Catholic school. No wonder the nuns were stressed out!

I spent one year at Willowick Junior High School between SMMS and high school. Besides my report cards, Mom kept a very nice note from one of my favorite teachers, Mr. Roy McMullen, who was my homeroom teacher in 9th grade. I'll always appreciate that he noticed my new face and probably how uncomfortable I was as one of only a few kids who came from SMMS to Williowick Jr. High that year, and hardly knew anyone—all the other students had been together for 7th-8th grade. "This is a short note to say how much I enjoy having Nancy in class. She is very genuinely friendly young lady & a good student as well." Such a kindness.

In August 1976, I wrote a letter home to Mom from Lake Chautauqua Lutheran Camp in Bemus Point, New York, where I had gone for marching band camp as a member of the North High School Rangerette Flag Corps. This was the longest I had ever been away from home to that point. I wrote that we had to get up at 6:45 a.m. to go to the dining hall, because, "I am a 'gopher' now, but I'll explain that when I get back," and that "Some of these seniors are really rotten. At meals they make people stand on their chairs and ask other people to dance (I almost got that one!) or recite "Old McDonald" etc.!" Drama!

On 18 May 1978, I applied for my Social Security card in Euclid, Ohio, and Mom kept that receipt, and the stub from the card once I got it.

Mom kept programs for two theater productions I was in, "Go Ask Alice," and the musical "All American." I was a terrible actor and singer, but I had a great time and made lots of friends! And, I know that she enjoyed coming to the productions.

I'm glad I'm reading through these items, strolling down memory lane, and being reminded of some events long-forgotten. I feel ready to let most of them go, but will keep the memories they bring of different points in my life. On to the next box.

Until next time...

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NOTE: Willowick and Eastlake are located in Lake County, Ohio. Euclid is located in Cuyahoga County, Ohio.


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  1. Such memories! If you can scan the items, especially those you feel ready to let go of, you will at least have them in your digital collection just in case.

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    1. Nancy Gilbride CaseyAugust 28, 2024 at 11:33 AM

      At the time it felt freeing to throw some things away...I did keep my hair clippings, Mom's note on when I took my first steps, and the letter from my teacher. I didn't stop to think just then to scan the other items. But I have a whole pile of high school and college mementos sitting here to do just that. I had a ton of duplicates (did I really need three programs from college graduation??), and those were easily discarded. Thanks for reading, as always!

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  2. What lovely memories and so great that your Mum kept them for all this time. Unfortunately my mum has an aversion to keeping anything - papers, photos, they all get tossed. I enjoyed reading your post.

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    1. Nancy Gilbride CaseyAugust 29, 2024 at 9:25 AM

      Thank you for reading, I appreciate it. Yes, it was fun to see what she decided was worth keeping to pass on to me. I wonder what else I will find as I continue to sort through boxes of memorabilia.

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  3. Hello Nancy. Thank you for those touching memories. You used an awesome word : ‘mishmash’ (also exists in French, not pejorative). How sad life would be without mishmashes … wihout your weekly publications 😊. Greetings from Belgium. Daniel

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    1. Nancy Gilbride CaseyAugust 29, 2024 at 9:27 AM

      Hello, Daniel!! So nice to hear from you! How fun that the French use that term, too! Thank you so much for continuing to read my blog. I hope to get back to researching our common family again soon!

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  4. You could relive moments of your childhood with those memories that were important to your Mother. I kept a binder of writings, drawings, assignments of my sons in elementary school. My granddaughter enjoys looking through her father's binder. Some items brings laughter. And interest in assignments that are different from hers at the same age.

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    1. Thanks for reading, Sandra. It really did bring back some interesting and fond memories. It's good that you did that for your son, and so neat that your granddaughter gets a kick out of it. I'm sure I also have tons for my kids as well, but have not put it in any great order yet...another task on the list!

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  5. What lovely mementos you found. My dad was similar (he kept so much, as did my grandmother), but it didn't extend to hair etc.

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    1. What was it about hair?? I don't think I kept my kids' hair, but maybe that was a thing back then in the 60s! Still not sure what to do with it... Thanks for reading!

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