I was saddened yesterday to hear about Shirley Temple's death. She was a little older than me and was America's Sweetheart. Mom and I loved her movies and I think Mom tried to make my hair look like hers....using that dreaded curling iron to make my very straight hair curly. This little girl made life easier during the depression...she brought a smile to every one's face.
Then five more little girls came into my life. The Dionne Quintuplets. Five little babies born to a couple in Canada. It seems that these precious little ones were used for advertising on so many household items in our country.. I only remember this calendar that hung in our kitchen. Mom was fascinated by them...as were many other people. I was reading about them this morning and found that only two are still living. They were used to promote all kinds of products, earning their country $20 million a year during the depression. They were exploited and the two remaining have to fight for money even now.
I was a little girl just at the end of the depression...this was such a time of little money. Simple things made us happy in those days. Sitting on the horsehair sofa, with some bread with brown sugar on top, and a cup of ovaltine, and listening to Shirley sing the classic song... "On the Good Ship Lollipop." We had a big floor model radio in those days...that along with the old upright piano were the focal points in our house.We had very little, but I thought we were rich...because of the love in our home.