The Trading Cards

It has been a couple of weeks since I visited my mother. Time goes by so quickly. There’s always so much to do. Yesterday I hopped into the car and drove over to visit her at the nursing home where she lives. Her face always lights up when she sees me coming down the hall. It’s such a blessing, try although she has had dementia for several years now, ask she still knows that I’m Carole, cialis her daughter, and she still recognizes her family. During one of my last visits I asked her if she remembered going to the 5 & 10 cent store and buying trading cards. I was probably about 8 or 9 years old. It’s funny but in all the years that I have been antiquing, I have never seen trading cards anywhere. It’s always been a mystery to me why I haven’t. In the 1950′s, trading cards were very popular, at least in the area where I lived, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I would keep them in a cigar box and I can remember taking them to school and during recess. My friends had them too, we would trade one card for another. It was so much fun and I treasured my collection. I am so glad I still have them to this day. Does anyone remember them? I separated them in different categories, dogs, flowers, people, etc. I made cards out of cardboard with the catagory’s name, and put rubber bands around them.

I took them with me yesterday to show my mother. She was delighted to see them. “Where did you find them?”, she said. We talked about how we collected them together and how we always loved the ones with the pretty ballet dancers and the horses and flowers. It was a good opportunity to play a game with her, something to test her memory, to get her thinking. I showed her different flowers and wondered if she would remember the names. She did. She knew almost all of them. She’s so cute. I gave her a candy bar, and as I watched her eat it, tears filled my eyes. She was enjoying it so much. When it was time to go she was tired, and said she was going to lay down for a while. I tucked her into her bed and kissed her goodbye. “You smell so good”, she said. “When are you coming back?”  ”Soon, mother, in a few days. I love you.” “I love you too, Carole.”  At age 93, she is still making me wonderful memories.


5 Responses to “The Trading Cards”

  1. Sharon Says:


    Moms are forever! Thank you for sharing your visit. I look forward to reading your blog every morning.

    Enjoy this day.


  2. Sharon Says:


    Moms are forever! Thank you for sharing your visit. I look forward to reading your blog every morning.

    Enjoy this day.


  3. carolemurals Says:

    Thank you, Sharon. I do appreciate that you read my blog. You are so right, moms are forever.

  4. christe' Says:

    This is wonderful,Carole.
    My cousin had these kinds of cards and let my sister and I play with them when we visited her.
    Your stories of your Mom always make me smile for you.


  5. carolemurals Says:

    Hi Christe’, thank you for visiting so bright and early. Always good to hear from you.

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