tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491858821724608028.post1363305018210122934..comments2023-09-03T15:10:00.180-04:00Comments on casey/artandcolour: A Stroller Down Memory LaneCasey Shainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15654097774209894695noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491858821724608028.post-10671119517971317532010-09-19T18:26:24.042-04:002010-09-19T18:26:24.042-04:00Hoohoo is the name I gave her... We didn't mov...Hoohoo is the name I gave her... We didn't move back to the States until I was three, and I didn't really speak until a bit after that. The story goes that when we showed up at her house, my grandmother yelled "Yoohoo, they're home, come down here!" and I assumed her name was Yoohoo but could only get out Hoohoo. Her real name was Gloria Isabel Sanborn Shain.<br /><br />MareCasey Shainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15654097774209894695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491858821724608028.post-67668354806859791362010-09-19T16:21:24.163-04:002010-09-19T16:21:24.163-04:00Aunt "HooHoo"? What is that short for? I...Aunt "HooHoo"? What is that short for? It sounds a little dirty now. Old-fashioned names were pretty cool to my ears...I had a great uncle Rollo.ishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02750800388443950585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491858821724608028.post-14395625992567662652010-09-19T16:18:18.691-04:002010-09-19T16:18:18.691-04:00It is amazing that you have these items and , to m...It is amazing that you have these items and , to me anyway, it is even more amazing that someone during that time period could afford such wonderful luxuries..that carriage is SO pretty! I'm glad it's in your care!marejohnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03903554421867897659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491858821724608028.post-8253717584361333122010-09-18T23:28:53.858-04:002010-09-18T23:28:53.858-04:00I sleep with the lights on, Granny. I've slept...I sleep with the lights on, Granny. I've slept like that for the past 35 years I'd say, ever since I lived on my own. I turn it down to the lowest setting, but never off. I have nightlights on in the rooms I don't use. I can't stand to be in the dark. Good Night to you too!Casey Shainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15654097774209894695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491858821724608028.post-48441027900886432222010-09-18T23:17:04.144-04:002010-09-18T23:17:04.144-04:00CASEY, I'M UP LATE TONIGHT.I HAD A NAP LATE. D...CASEY, I'M UP LATE TONIGHT.I HAD A NAP LATE. DECIDED TO CHECK IN TO SAY GOODNIGHT AND WAS BLOWN AWAY BY THIS PICTURE. WE HAD A CARRIAGE IN OUR ATTIC WHEN I GREW UP. I FEEL IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN THE ONE MY MOM HAD FOR MY SISTER THAT DIED AT SEVEN. IT LOOKED ALMOST LIKE YOURS. AGAIN,I DIDN'T LIKE THE ATTIC AFTER DARK.I WAS ALWAYS SCARED AND THE ATTIC DOOR WAS IN MY BEDROOM. WHY MOM MADE ME Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com