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I remember the Old Allen Memorial Home. I was a child of three or four years old. My mother was sent there to the hospital part to recover from a nervous break down. I and my brother and baby sister stayed there during this time, My father was trying to work and three of my other siblings at home. While my mother was recovering, my little sister died from spinal meningitis at the Allen Memorial. It was devastating to my mother, imagine. My father told me he and the priest had to go to the hospital part where my mother was recovering, to tell her about my little sister's death. I remember that the Allen was also a home for unwed mothers and a nursing home for women. The sisters ran it. I think they were the Sister's of Mercy. We visited there many times. My Aunt lived there and so did my God Mother. I remember how kind the sisters were. I also remember a particular sister, Sr. Mary. She used to take us to the kitchen and always gave us raisin bread or some kind of cookies. I can't remember when exactly they tore it down and in it's place was a school for nursing. It is now part of USA hospital. I still can remember the park across the street, Lyons Park, were we went a time or two.
My Sister Sidney Colleen Omstead, Helen Eddie Omstead, and I (Marjorie Rose Omstead) were placed there 1941. I was a baby. We were adopted 1945. I have pictures.. our names were changed. The facility had age limit. Had to find a home up to 9 years old. Colleen was reaching 9.
I remember the Old Allen Memorial Home. I was a child of three or four years old. My mother was sent there to the hospital part to recover from a nervous break down. I and my brother and baby sister stayed there during this time, My father was trying to work and three of my other siblings at home. While my mother was recovering, my little sister died from spinal meningitis at the Allen Memorial. It was devastating to my mother, imagine. My father told me he and the priest had to go to the hospital part where my mother was recovering, to tell her about my little sister's death.
ReplyDeleteI remember that the Allen was also a home for unwed mothers and a nursing home for women. The sisters ran it. I think they were the Sister's of Mercy. We visited there many times. My Aunt lived there and so did my God Mother. I remember how kind the sisters were. I also remember a particular sister, Sr. Mary. She used to take us to the kitchen and always gave us raisin bread or some kind of cookies. I can't remember when exactly they tore it down and in it's place was a school for nursing.
It is now part of USA hospital. I still can remember the park across the street, Lyons Park, were we went a time or two.
My Sister Sidney Colleen Omstead, Helen Eddie Omstead, and I (Marjorie Rose Omstead) were placed there 1941. I was a baby. We were adopted 1945. I have pictures.. our names were changed. The facility had age limit. Had to find a home up to 9 years old. Colleen was reaching 9.
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