Thursday, December 24, 2009

Treasure Chest Thursday -- 1942 Christmas Cards

Today I want to share the remaining Christmas Cards that were among the treasured items belonging to great-grandma Piggott. These were all sent in 1942.

The above card was sent to Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Piggott from Bob Smith of Ogden, Utah. He was their nephew on great grandma's side.

This one was addressed to Mr & Mrs. William Piggot sent by Claude and Elma Reay of Randolph, Utah. Claude is great grandpa's cousin.

This one is addressed to Mr. & Mrs. William Piggott & family from Mr. & Mrs. Levere Smith of Georgetown, Idaho. Mrs. Smith (Carmen Adelaide Hess Smith) is great grandpa's cousin.

This one is addressed to Mr. and Mrs. Wm Piggott from Mr. and Mrs. Milford A. Piggott and Sharon of Sparks, Nevada. I have not been able to figure out a relationship between these two families or how they knew each other.

Milford Piggott is not a Piggott relative at least for 3 generations that I can find of his ancestors. From what I have been able to find Milford Alma Piggott was born 13 Jun 1907 in Utah and died 6 Apr 1979 in Sacramento, California. He was the son of William Martin Piggott born abt 1862 in Indiana, who was the son of Joseph Piggott born abt 1840 in Indiana, who was the son of Samuel Piggott born abt 1806 in Ohio.

Looks like I may be doing a bit of research on this Piggott family!

Friday, December 4, 2009

19th Edition of Smile For The Camera -- Gift

It was Christmas 1975. Obviously my favorite gift that year was my tape recorder. I had a lot of fun with that. My friend Lisa and I used to record our selves singing to songs and have our parents guess which one was me, and which one was her. Boy what patience they had. I don't think I could have sat still for that. You can see some of my other gifts lined up against the wall there. The game of Clue, Split Level Aggravation, and a Helen Reddy Record (no, I didn't ask for it!). Actually, I think the best gift that year was sister's dog Sparky. You can see him there singing into my tape recorder. He was the best dog! He used to tell me stories and sing me songs, I loved his voice. When I did something to make him mad (don't know what that could have been) he ignored me. I would cry until he started talking to me again. What -- are you having a hard time believing that Sparky talked to me? Okay, it was really my sister doing all the talking, but boy did she bring him to life!
And folks, Sparky still lives ==>


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