Canada Vacation and Steamship Keewatin, 1946

"Kris"
Christine (Szerejko) Shenette Aboard the Steamship Keewatin

( Digital Images.  Photographs Privately Held by Cynthia Shenette; Photographs and Text, Copyright (c) 2016 Cynthia Shenette) Well, it's vacation time again!  At least it was back in August when I started this post.  Alas, it's only taken me four months to write it, but better late than never I guess.

Once again I am dipping into my mom's vacation photo album from the 1940s.  Three years ago I found my mom's vacation album, and I've posted her vacation photos annually since. Her photos from her Canada trip will make this the fourth year running.  I have to admit, I look forward to writing my annual vacation post--it's my favorite post of the year!  I guess it's kind of like going on vacation.  You wait for it for so long, and then it's over in the blink of an eye.

After going to the Tumbleweed Guest Ranch in the Catskills for three years in a row--1943, 1944, 1945--my mom, Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, and her sister, Helene (Szerejko) Dingle, decided to branch out and and take a cruise through the Great Lakes to Canada on the Canadian Pacific steamship Keewatin with a couple of friends.

The back of a lunch menu from the steamship Keewatin

Their trip took them from Niagara Falls in Ontario, through Lake Huron, the Sault (shortened and anglicized so as to be pronounced Soo) Sainte Marie locks between the twin cities of Sault Sainte Marie in Ontario and Saulte Sainte Marie in Michigan, through Lake Superior to the Kakabeka Falls near Port Arthur / Fort William, now Thunder Bay.

"The 'Kee' "

According to a lunch menu from the Keewatin, the Kee was Clyde Built, 3880 gross tons, 350 in length, 43 feet 8 inches in breadth, with a depth of 26 fee 9 inches and traveled at a speed of 15 knots. The crew at the time was Joseph Bishop, Commander (1941-1946); W.F. Irvine, Chief Engineer; William H. Kirwood, First Officer; William A. Paxton, Purser; George H. Fisk, Chief Steward; and Alvin Gallagher, Superintendent.

According to Wikipedia, the Keewatin was launched 6 July 1906, ran almost continuously for 60 seasons and was retired in 1966.  For the last 20 years of her existence the Kee ran under strict regulations for wooden cabin steamships.  In 1949 (three years after my mother's trip on the Keewatin) another ship on the line, the Noronic, burned, resulting in the loss of 118 lives.  You can read the Wikipedia article on the Noronic disaster here.  My mother saved a souvenir booklet from her trip that shows the other ships on the line--the S.S. Huronic, the S.S. Assiniboia (the Keewatin's sister ship), the S.S. Manitoba, and the S.S. Noronic.

Luncheon Menu from the Keewatin, 1946

I love the lunch menu!  Sardines on toast, green onions, puree of green peas, fried lake fish tartare, luncheon tongue, with raisin pie and cream cheese for dessert!  Yum!  What to have, what to have?  I suspect mom more likely leaned toward the lettuce, cucumber or tomato salads with French dressing, the hot dishes of braised lamb with vegetables or grilled loin steak and potatoes, and probably the cake or ice cream for dessert.

"Dining Saloon ss. Keewatin"

The dining saloon looks lovely!  While the Keewatin was retired from service in 1966 it has been preserved as a museum ship in Port McNicoll, Ontario Canada.  You can see photos of the way is currently looks here, including photos of the restored dining saloon.

"Formal Gardens
 Niagra (sic) Falls
Ontario"

From what I can tell my mom's vacation started out in Niagara Falls.  I remember she told me that she and her friends stayed at an old hotel there that had questionable fire safety measures.  Apparently, the fire escape was a long rope bolted to the floor in their hotel room.  My mom said she and her friends dropped the rope out the window to see how far it would go, and the rope didn't even get close to the ground!  I think of how things were back then, especially in relation to the Noronic disaster, and while things aren't perfect we are lucky to have the safety measures we do.

The photo looks to have been taken at Oaks Garden Theatre.  There is a lovely contemporary shot here.

"Our favorite crew
'nautical but nice' "  

I did a little newspaper research on the Keewatin and found a number of articles written around the time my mom took her trip.  According to a Boston Globe article the cruise took "two water-born nights and most of two days between Port McNicoll and the Lakehead, at rail fare plus $20 for an outside cabin and meals."  Deluxe accommodations were available and automobiles could be transported as well.

The ship set sail every Wednesday and Saturday from early June through mid September.  I know my mom took her vacation 1946, but I didn't exactly know when, but now I know it was probably sometime between June and mid September.  Given the clothes that she and her traveling companions were wearing it was kind of hard to tell.  I figured it could have been any time from spring through early fall. Return trips left Fort William on Saturdays and Tuesdays and arrived back in Port McNicoll early on Mondays and Thursdays.

"K. {Kakabeka] Falls
Helene + Kris."

Kakabeka Falls is located in the village of Kakabeka Falls in Ontario 19 miles west of Thunder Bay. You can read more about the falls here.

"Shuffle board (or a
reasonable facsimile thereof)"

Shipboard  life was similar to that of an ocean voyage.  Passengers could relax or participate in a variety of on-board activities.  There were deck activities, such as shuffleboard, bull board, deck quoits, and sunbathing, as well as table tennis inside.  The Kee also boasted a spacious dancing saloon.  Passengers enjoyed meals in the dining saloon, as well as morning bouillon, afternoon tea, impromptu parties and midnight snacks.  A barber, a hairdresser, and valet service were available.

"Up -- for a
sniff of fresh air."

My mom took a lot of photos of their trip.  Clearly, the war and the film shortage of the previous year's vacation was over.  In 1945 they only had enough film to take one photograph to remember their vacation.  My mom's travelling companion, Phyl also has a camera on this trip.

"Kris, Laura, Helene, Phyl.
at the 'sharp end'
of the boat"

I don't know who Laura and Phyl [Phyllis] are.  I know Phyl is in some of my mom's other photos from the 1940s, so clearly they were good friends.  I looked through my mother's yearbook for the Class of 1940 from the High School of Commerce in Worcester, MA to see if I could find photos of either Laura or Phyl, but no luck.  If you recognize Laura or Phyl I'd love to hear from you!

"Kris.
'Miss North Pole of 1946' "

According to the Globe articles I read, one night of the voyage was spent crossing Lake Huron to St. Mary's River, for a 55 mile trip up the river. When the ship reached Sault Ste. Marie it went through the locks which lifted the ship up 18 feet from Lake Huron to Lake Superior.The ship's voyage took them across Lake Superior, and the world's largest inland waterways. The ship traveled close to some of the 30,000 islands of Georgian Bay.  The route traveled near the Bruce Peninsula and the Christian Islands.  From one end to the other the the ship traveled 544 miles.

"Ve yust come over"

If my post and the presentation of the photographs seems a bit disjointed it's because I am presenting the photos in the order in which they appeared in my mother's album.  I'm trying to preserve the original order of the images to present her story in context.  I am also using her captions which show her sense of humor and the language they used, like calling the Keewatin, the Kee.

The photo above kind of cracks me up, but also makes me a bit sad.  Given that it was 1946 I bet they saw way too many people coming to the States from the old country.  My aunt Helen Bulak worked with an organization to help Polish refugees once they got to Worcester, so I bet my mom and her sister saw way too many people, especially women wearing babushkas, saying, "Ve yust come over."

"Jerry + Helen
(Gerald Allen Fullerton)"

According to articles from the Boston Globe special boat trains provided connections from Toronto to Fort McNicoll to serve  the ship on sailing and arrival days.  Passengers stepped from the train aboard the ship.  In the photo above, my mom's sister Helene is standing next to a train.  Before I read the newspaper article I wondered how they got from the train to the ship.  I could tell the young man pictured above, Gerald Allen Fullerton, was from the Kee because of his uniform, but I couldn't figure out how he would also be at the train.  Now I know!

"Bill + Kris
(William Murry Doyle)"

I love that my mom took the time to write the names of some of the crew in her album.  Besides Gerald Allen Fullerton in the photo above with Helene, my mom is standing with a young man named William Murray Doyle.  If you are related to either Jerry or Bill I would love to hear from you!  I'd love to hear about their experiences on the Keewatin.

"Smoke stack Lou Lou
(I don't want to set the world on fire, I just want to set a flame in your heart)"

Well, another vacation has come to a close.  This is the last vacation covered in my mom's album.  I do have more of her vacation pictures from the 1940s and 1950s in slides, so one of my projects next year, maybe over the winter, is to organize the slides to see if I can put together a story about where she traveled and what she did in 1947.

It's been a long journey across the lakes, and time to say goodbye for now.  The boat train is waiting at the station, and I'm ready to go home,

Bon Voyage, until next year!



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"The one + only snap
Film shortage"
Helene (Szerejko) Dingle, second on the right; Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, far right
Mason Halstead?, fourth from the right
(1945)

(Digital Images. Photographs Privately Held by Cynthia Shenette; Photographs and Text, Copyright (c) 2015 Cynthia Shenette)  Well, Dear Reader, it's the time of year when the hot days of late summer end in cool nights, and a chorus of crickets sing their nightly song of summer's end.  And once again it's time for our annual visit to the Tumbleweed Guest Ranch.

Two years ago I wrote about finding my mother's vacation album from the 1940s.  A large part of my mom's album was devoted to summer vacations spent at the Tumbleweed Guest Ranch in Westkill, New York.  Mom and her sister, Helene, vacationed at Tumbleweed during the war years of 1943, 1944, and 1945.  I'm grateful my mom and her sister took the time to write captions to all of the photos in the album, and unlike 1943 and 1944 when she and her sister took dozens of photos, 1945 only yielded one snap due to a wartime film shortage. Still, one photo is better than none.

Why did Mom and Helene stop going to Tumbleweed?  Who knows.  I suspect that after World War II other vacation opportunities simply presented themselves.  Rationing was lifted; gas and tires were no longer in short supply. In general, Americans were ready for a change and vacationers were now able to travel farther afield by car or bus or train, or even plane.  For the post World War II traveler the world was a smaller place.

While dude or guest ranches existed before and after, their popularity peaked between the 1920s and the 1950s.  Dude ranch started out west, but the idea caught on back east, and dude ranches started popping up in the Catskills, Adirondacks, the Poconos, and the Berkshires.  There is a great website on the evolution of the eastern dude ranch, Eastward, Ho!  by Emily Zimmerman, and Emily's website has a great "works consulted" page if you are looking for more sources of information on dude ranches in the east.

Mom, dressing the part
(Tumbleweed, 1944)

I also found dozens of articles on dude or guest ranches, as they were sometimes called, indexed in the Reader's Guide Retrospective database which indexes popular general interest periodicals, 1890-1982.  I found articles in Ladies Home Journal, Travel, Independent Woman, Better Homes and Gardens, and even the Catholic Digest.  The New York Times Historical Archive, 1851-2009, the Old Fulton Postcards database, and GenealogyBank were also great sources for newspaper articles and advertisements about dude ranches in general, and Tumbleweed in particular.

My favorite article, "Dressing the Dude," from the May 1, 1936 issue of Vogue, encourages dudettes, as the lady dudes were often called, not to dress like a "Madison Square trick-roper, nor like a Long Island horsewoman."  When packing for a visit to a dude ranch dudettes should consider packing the following as part of their wardrobe: blue jeans, boy's or men's type cotton and lightweight flannel or woolen shirts, a leather jacket, practical underwear, lisle or wool socks high enough to come above boot tops, silk neckerchiefs, riding gloves, and most importantly Western boots and a Stetson hat "both of which should certainly be purchased out West." Evening clothes were appropriate depending on the ranch visited, a "simple evening gown" should suffice.

I ordered several articles through interlibrary loan from The Dude Rancher, the journal of the Dude Ranchers Association, which was published from 1932 to 1965.  One article from 1954 discussed the important traits for a "Model Dude Rancher."  He "...must be a man of charm, warmth and agility. He must be terrific with his feminine guests but not quite so terrific as to get dirty looks from his own wife."  He must also, "...be a ladies' man, a man's man, a prince of a good fellow; a Democrat, a Republican, a new dealer, an old dealer, a fast dealer; an authority on women, the weather, wildlife, game fish and fowl; an expert on horses, cows, cats, dogs, sheep, brunettes, blondes, redheads and wild flowers."  His wife on the other hand "...must be at all times be tolerant and sweet.  Every week is 'Be Kind to Visitors Week' on a dude ranch, so she must have the tact of Pricilla, the patience of Ghandi, the tranquility of Socrates and the endurance of Eleanor."  Sounds like a tall order for both the Mr. and the Mrs.

Jack Franks, owner of Tumbleweed (1943)

According to a 1941 article with the title "Dude Ranch Horses" in The Cattleman, dude ranch horses are "...horses of all sizes and types suitable for 'dudes' to ride in range or mountain country...When I say safe, I mean safe, not for just a good rider but a dude ranch horse has to be as safe as it is possible to make one for all kinds of riders under a wide variety of circumstances."  The author also comments on seeing "everything imaginable" tied to saddle horses, "...from  large bundlesome cameras to portable radios, elk antlers...and shovels, axes, etc..."

An article from a 1959 issue of Travel magazine all about "New York's Dude Ranches" declare's "Reasonable prices, informality and accessibility from all points by any mode of travel are key selling points of ranches in this region, and most of the reported full or near-full capacities last year during July and August." Daily rates for one resort were $10.00 per person a day for a comfortable room and three meals served ranch style, horseback riding, swimming, boating, and free use of all recreational facilities."  The article also points out that horseback riding is a tremendous bonus as some regular resorts "...charge upward from $2.00 per hour for use of horses" which probably made Tumbleweed's motto "No time clock on our horses tails" so appealing.  Many ranches also entertained guests with rodeos and square dances, and pack trips were the norm.

I'm one of those people who always wants to know more about whatever I am researching, and if you are too I strongly suggest that you not overlook magazine articles.  While the articles will most likely not be specific to your ancestor, they are still a great source for fleshing out a topic and putting your ancestor's life in context.  I love the Reader's Guide Retrospective, because I can search for articles that are specific or within a few years of the time period I am researching, like articles about dude ranches published in the 1930s, 40s, and 50s.  Many libraries offer access to Reader's Guide, so be sure to inquire at your library.  Locally, the Boston Public Library offers remote access to Reader's Guide, and you can apply for an e-card if you live or go to school in Massachusetts.

I'm amazed that my Tumbleweed posts have generated such interest from my readers over the years. My Tumbleweed posts have been among my most heavy hitters.  I've been contacted by people who remember Tumbleweed, who lived and worked at Tumbleweed, and members of the families that owned Tumbleweed.  If you have memories to share about Tumbleweed I'd love to hear from you.

Well, it's time to settle in for one last campfire.  My nose is twitching from the wood smoke, and those crickets are at it again. Twilight is upon us; the sky is awash in pink and purple as the sun sinks slowly into the West.  It's time to say our goodbyes.

Happy trails, friends.  Until we meet again.



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"Elmer"

(Digital Images. Photographs Privately Owned by Cynthia Shenette; Photographs and Text, Copyright (c) 2014 Cynthia Shenette)  I'm constantly surprised by which of my blog posts resonate with readers.  Last year I posted Tumbleweed Guest Ranch, August 1943, because I loved the photos and hoped to possibly make contact with someone who either remembered the ranch or was related to someone shown in my photos. Much to my surprise that post was my most popular post of 2013 and one of my most popular posts of all time!  A number of readers have graciously taken the time to contact me over the last year to share information about Tumbleweed.

"After the Hayride"
"Before"
Helene (Szerejko) Dingle, left; Unidentified, center; Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, right

"After"
Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, left; Helene (Szerejko) Dingle, center; Unidentified, right 

My mom, Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, and her sister, Helene (Szerejko) Dingle, vacationed at Tumbleweed during the war years of 1943, 1944, and 1945.  I probably have a 100 photos in a scrapbook that were taken over the three year period! The captions under the photos in this post are the captions my mother used in her scrapbook.

"Kris + Helene riding a pair of Army horses"
Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, left; Helene (Szerejko) Dingle, right

"Jack on Patches"
Jack Franks

Tumbleweed Guest Ranch was located in Westkill, NY, a hamlet of the town of Lexington, NY.  I learned John R. "Jack" Franks owned Tumbleweed from the 1940s through about 1958. According to a newspaper article Jack was a former rodeo rider and bronco buster from Santa Fe, NM.  He started Tumbleweed around 1941 and owned other dude ranches in New York state, including the Rawhide Guest Ranch and the Navajo Guest Ranch.  A reader contacted me and told me he grew up at Tumbleweed--his father purchased the property from the original owner, probably Jack Franks, in 1958.

"Helene feeding Ambitious a daisy"
Helene (Szerejko) Dingle

"Jack + Patches"
Jack Franks

Dude ranches were a popular vacation destination in the 1930s and through the war years of the 1940s. If you look at vacation advertisements from the time, you will see dozens of ads for dude ranches in the East--in the Berkshires, the Catskills, the Adirondacks, the Poconos, and elsewhere.  An article from 1936 in the New York Times said that dude ranches catered to some 15,000 dudes annually.

"Helene, Kris + Irv."
Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, left; Helene (Szereko) Dingle, center; Irv, right

"Time out for Dawsons "

I found a couple dozen newspaper ads for Tumbleweed from the 1940s and 1950s in Massachusetts, New York, and New Jersey newspapers, including in the Boston Herald and the New York Times. Tumbleweed was advertised as a "real Western style ranch run by experienced ranch folks." They offered free horseback riding instructions for beginning and experienced riders, 25 to 35 hours of saddle time a week, rides over "magnificent mountain country," as well as rodeos, pack trips, chuck wagon suppers, and square dances.  Their slogan was, "Vacation on Horseback"  and motto was, "There's no time clock on our horses' tails!"

Helene (Szerejko) Dingle

"Helene - leg art"
Helene (Szerejko) Dingle

Tumbleweed advertised moderate rates for modern, private log cabins with showers, as well as excellent food.  The main ranch house was constructed of logs and contained an "Indian fireplace" decorated in "western fashion."

"Crisco Kid"
Christine (Szerejko) Shenette

"Kris Soaping Saddles"
Christine (Szerejko) Shenette

Guests were assigned a horse at the beginning of the week and responsible for the grooming, feeding, and bathing of their horse for the duration of their stay.  I kind of forgot, until I saw the photo above, my mom learned how to ride on an English saddle rather than on a western saddle.  I remember my mom said that one of the guys at the ranch use to kid her and ask her how she was able to ride on "that postage stamp!" 

"Follies Cowgirls"
Christine (Szerejko) Shenette

"Follies Cowgirls"
Helene (Szerejko) Dingle

Another reader who vacationed at Tumbleweed between 1951 and 1952 contacted me and said the people who ran Tumbleweed did not discriminate against Jews when other resorts did.  I found a 1941 advertisement for Tumbleweed in the Jewish Chronicle which substantiates this.  My reader said the folks at Tumbleweed were fun and "open-minded" during a time of discrimination and prejudice.  She told me she met a group of girls there, and they became friends for life.  Some guests, like my mom and her sister and this lady, returned to Tumbleweed year after year.


"Shoeing Powderpuff"
 Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, left; Jack Franks, center; Elmer, shoeing Powderpuff

"Kris, Rex, Helene"
Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, left; Rex, center; Helene (Szerejko) Dingle, right

I'm not sure why my mom and her sister stopped going to Tumbleweed after 1945.  Maybe the end of the war changed things and opportunities for other types of vacations opened up.  I do know that my mom loved Tumbleweed and talked about her time there fondly.  Mom worked at the Ration Board during the war, so maybe after the war she had different friends once she moved on to a new job and she and her sister decided to explore new destinations for their annual summer vacation.

"The sister act"
Irv, back row center; Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, second on the right;
Helene (Szerejko) Dingle, far right

Jack Franks sold Tumbleweed around 1958 but remained in the guest ranch business.  According to a newspaper article he operated the largest ranch for children on the East Coast, at least into the 1960s. Tumbleweed eventually became a riding camp for teens in the 1960s and 1970s.  If you are interested, there is an active Facebook group devoted to sharing memories of Tumbleweed.

This concludes this year's visit to Tumbleweed.  See y'all next year!



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(Digital Image. Album Privately Held By Cynthia Shenette; Text and Images, Copyright (c) 2014 Cynthia Shenette)

Christine Sharayko

"To keep my friends

Is my delight

So in this book

I pray you'll write."
***

My mom, Christine (Szerejko) Shenette, went to Providence Street Junior High School in Worcester, MA in the 1930s.  Apparently, she and her junior high friends shared in the age old tradition of exchanging autographs.  It's funny how some end of the school year activities don't change.  I had an autograph album when I was a kid, and last week my son came home with a tee-shirt signed by all of his classmates.  The medium has changed, but the tradition has not. 

If you had an album back in the day I bet you can relate to the sentiments expressed here. Some are classics and have probably been written over and over in countless albums and yearbooks.  Still, it's fun to read them and imagine my mom going around collecting and signing autographs from her friends on that June day 79 years ago. 

Hook or by crook

I am the first

to write in your

book

An Everlasting School-

mate,

Jane Parath

Class of 1935

***

Don't be #

Don't be b
Just be [natural]

"Schoolmate"

Edith

Stonequist

***

June 25, 1935

Think of me long;

Think of me ever;

Think of the fun,

We've had together.

Always a friend;

Dorothy Morris
***

Eleanor Mikoloski

69 Harlem St. Worcester, Mass

Tel = 3-4978

Yours til Atlantic Ocean

wears pants,

To keep it's bottom dry.
***

If you get to heaven

before I do

Poke a hole + pull

me through

R.J.S.
***

June 24, 1935

If in the world a

secret you know,

Tell not your friend

Tell not your foe,

For when your friend

became your foe

Then all the world

your secret will know.

(205) Myrtle Olson
***

Roses are Red

Voilets are blue

pickels are sour

and so are you

Alden Gates

1935
***

(Got a little crush Alden?)

"1935"

Down the Lane he led her

The heaven was "studded"

with stars

Down to the gate

he led her

For her he opened the

bars

She turned her soft

eyes upon him

But theres nothing

between them now

He was just a hired man

and she a Jersey Cow

You Everlasting Friend Stella Rosochacki
***

(I think Stella and I would have really liked each other...)

Remember the girl in the

city

Remember the girl in the

town

Remember the girl who spoiled

your book

By writing upside

down

Yours Truly

Evelyn Robbins
***

Remember always a

Pal.

Sonia Mouskowitz
***

In your chain of

friendship consider

me a link

Edith Sklut

Yours till rats eat cats
***

Policeman Policeman do

Your duty,

Here comes Christine the

American Beauty

Your Schoolmate

Rose Morris

(Don't take this seriously)
***

When you

are married

and hubby gets

mad

Pick up a pocker [poker?] and

say I am boss

A pal

Rita A.
***

Christine Sharayko

Robert Smith
***

First come Friendship,

Them comes Marriage,

Then come Christine

pushing a baby

carriage.

A Friend

Cecelia Tilenda
***

Just a friend

Lillian Tarkiainen

June 25, 1935
***

Forget

Me

Not

Beatrice Sher

8' H.R. 205

(your Pal)
***

(It's nice to know Mom and Beatrice were in home room (H.R.) 205 together!)

Roses are red

Violets are ducking

When a girl gets out of

High School

She is ready for

College

Albert Quist

206
***

A. Louise Jones

~[G clef]~
***

Mildred Balcome

Providence St. Jr. High

June 25, 1935
***

(Many of the autographs are written with beautiful handwriting.  Why is it that we don't teach cursive anymore?)

Onward and Upward

Cora A. Stanton

Providence St. Jr. High School
***

schoolmate

Ray Luce

June 1935

P.S.J.H.
***

When Christine was a little

girl she use to play

with toys

But she goes to J.H.S. now

she plays with all the boys

Your schoolpal

Rose Potkaj

***

Nils Stead

Providence St. J.H.S.

June 1935
***

With Best Regards

Lula E. Mills Art

June 25, 1935.
***

(It's fun to know Lula and Mom were in art class together.)

Howard C. Norbeck,

24 Aurilla St.

Worcester,

Mass.
***

F.G. McGrath
***

Mildred Collins
***

Douglas (Pest) Wakefield

Providence J.H.S.

(Pest?  Another junior high crush perhaps?)

Sincerely!

Katherine L. Power

June, 1935
***

Christine it is

Christine forever

Sherako it is

But not forevever.

just an old

Pal

Anna Migliozzi
***

Raymond Stokowski

172 Vernon St.

Worcester

Mass.
***

When you marry and

get twins

Don't come to borrow my

pins.

Your's til' powder

puffs.

"Millie"

J.G.D.
***

(Your's til powder puffs?  I think I would have liked Millie, too.  I can see me and Mom and Stella and Millie all heading down to Liggett's for a Coke after class...)

Police man

Police man

due your duty

catch Christine

the American beauty

Doris Soderberg

Worcester

Mass
***

By hook or by Crook

I am the last

to write in this book.

Ruth Waska
***

If you are related to or knew any of the students from the Providence Street Junior High School Class of 1935 who signed my mother's autograph album I'd love to hear from you!



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