Mom’s scrapbooks
My brother recently discovered some of Mom’s scrapbooks in his storage room. Neither one of us knew they existed and Mom perhaps thought they had been discarded – they’ve been boxed since at least 1984. She made one for every year, but only a couple survived.
She saved our school records and our artistic masterpieces. So now I have proof that I did get promoted from 7th to 8th grade. The certificate was mimeographed and filled in by hand. And signed by Mr. Whittinghill and Mr. Pruyne.
And I have a record from my beloved first grade teacher, Miss Giddings.
Thanks Mom for saving everything. Wish we had all the scrapbooks she made.
This I Leave 