Autographs

After pouring through my mom's photograph album from 1936 through her years at Calvin College, looking for interesting pictures to paint, I went up into the attic and pulled her autograph books from junior high out of my keepsake trunk.

Merry Christmas to Sadie from Genevieve December 25, 1931
Dear Sadie,
When you get old and drink black tea, burn your tongue and think of me.
your sister, Genevieve B

December 29, 1931
Dear Sadie,
When the golden sun is sinking and your heart from cares be free,
while o're a thousand things you are thinking,
will you sometimes think of me.
Your Aunt Hatty

January 13, 1932
Dearest Sadie,
When you are standing on the stump,
 think of me before you jump.
Your loving cousin, Clarissa

January 6, 1932
Dear Sadie,
Some write for honor, some write for fame, but I'll just write to sign my name.
Your cousin,
Jennet B
Never be the color of this page  (blue)


  Autograph books are so much fun, I wish they'd come back into style.

Dear Sadie,
"May I print a kiss on your lips?" he asked.
She nodded her sweet permission.
They went to press, and I rather guess,
They printed a large edition.
Always your friend,
Ann

March 28, 1933
Dear Sadie,
When you grow old and ugly as most old people do,
Remember you have a friend
that's old and ugly too.
Your friend,
Ruth

Feb 25, 1936
Dear Saie,
If days were always perfect,
And skies were ever blue.
If friends were always clever,
And every joke was new.
If everything we wanted,
Had prices we could afford,
Life would be almost perfect,
But wouldn't we be bored.
Your friend,
Beatrice

Of course there are the ones who choose special pages to make their mark.
In the back of the books...

March 29, 1933 
Way back here
Way out of sight,
I scribble my name with all my might.
Your schoolmate,
Gloria

on the last page...

July 3.1933
By hook
by crook,
I'm the last one to write
in this book.

(I wonder what young Sadie would think if she knew that exactly 23 years later-to that date, her 4th daughter would be born.)

On a green page, in green ink....

This ink is green
And so is the page
Don't forget me,
in your old age.
Russell

Written upside down...

Jan29,1939
Remember the girl in the city,
Remember the girl in the town,
Remember the girl who spoiled your book,
by writing in it upside down.
Your friend,
Eleanor

Adults and Teachers wishing her the very best with good advise.

Dear Sadie,
I've just found out,
perhaps you knew it,
That work's just play
when you love to do it.
Miss Allen

Dear little Friend,
I am hoping you will be as noble a woman as you are a little girl.
Prayerfully,
Mary Brown

Dear Sadie:
The one who workes hard, tries hard and does his very best is the one who is the happiest.
Sinderely
E. Gierke

Simple little verses with the classmates name, that's all. No pressure, no wondering what to say, just funny little rhymes.  Some, strangely touching when you realize that probably everyone who wrote their name in this little books is gone.

August 22, 1936
Dear Sadie,
When the golden sun is setting,
When your path no more be trod,
My your name in gold be written,
In the autograph of God,
Your cousin, 
Bernadine