While digging through a box of old letters and junk mail from my mother’s storage shed, I found a little red book entitled “Class Autographs. schooldays Memories of Evalena McGrew, Freshman”
Evalena is my maternal grandmother, and a woman I never had the opportunity to meet as she had passed away suddenly at the age of 50 because of a blood clot to the brain.
I have been paging through this book, and it is full of quotes from her classmates. I can’t decide if they are made up, or if they were common poems/lyrics back in the day. Or if each student just picked one as a signature quote and wrote it in everyone’s autograph book.
I thought I would share a few of them with you. Most are dated November 21, 1933.
Dear Evalena, (They all begin with this saluation)
Some like the tulips
that grow in the park,
But I like the two-lips
That meet in the dark.
Your friend, “Aggy”
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet
and so are you.
Yours till you see Bronner in a gym suit – Howard
The higher the mountain
The cooler the breeze
The younger the couple
The tighter the squeeze.
(And more thrilling, especially a kiss from a certain guy.) Yours till you marry P.K, “Jerry”
When evening drops it curtain, and pins it with a star,
Remember you still have a friend
Though she may wander far.
When the golden sun is setting
and the path no more you trod
May your name in gold
in the autograph of God.
-Your cousin, Violet
I wish you luck, I wish you joy
I wish you first a baby boy,
and when his hair begins to curl, I wish you
then a baby girl, and when her hair is straight
as pins, I wish you then a set of twins.
When you get married
and your husband gets
cross, pick up a rolling pin
and say “I’m boss”
Yours till (ice creams ?) Jean
Hold on, Neenes just woke up in a fury. More later!