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Heather Graham
Thanks somuch
3/ a lady sitting in the front will boys around her. most boys have the large white coli but two-should not be in this photo.
My mother Darlene Neilsen is writing a book about her stay at the Danish Lutheren Childern Home in Chicago from 1946 to 1949. Anyone with information about this time frame with names of others would be great.. Mother doesn't know what I'm doing to help her with her book..
If by some coincidence you remember Braemar, or attended, or by some miracle remember my mother, please contact me on claudiaberman@outlook.com.
Thank you.
I am looking for Raymond St Ledger/Petford born 1933 at 77 Dudley Rd Birmongham then later put in the Endington Cottage Homes, Fentham Rd Birmingham.
He was still there in 1939 as an inmate.
His Mother was Ada St Ledger/Petford/Callow born 1896
thank you
email: janice.bunbury@gmail.com
Born 1933 at 77 Dudley Rd then moved to Endington Cottage Homes, Fentham Rd Birmingham.
I have records showing he was there in 1939 as an inmate.
Mothers Name was Ada Callow/Petford/St Ledger born 1896 & Died 1984.
thank you.
my email: janice.bunbury@gmail.com
Also it seems her Mother was at the Hackney Central Institution , before seemingly in service in London - however I cannot find anything out about the Hackney C.I., either so any help would be much appreciated.
Mum was later discharged into service in 1932.
Many thanks, Christine
My half brother Ian William Kell had a time there in the middle 70s.
Some one out there would hopefully know the home.
Apparently it has been knocked down and houses are built on the site x
I'm afraid I can't help too much, except to say that my late father also lived in a children's home in Hastings in the 50s/60s. He described it as being on a hill, or perhaps even up in the cliffs, and that the carers were known as 'auntie' and 'uncle'. He also remembered having his hair cut (although being a boy, I think it was probably less upsetting for him!) and being taken out to buy new shoes and get ice cream. If you or anyone knows more about this place, then I would love to hear/exchange information!
I trained at Edward Nicholl House to be an N.N.E.B. Nursery nurse with the then Church of England Childrens Society.It was situated in the Pen-Y-Lan district of Cardiff.I went there in 1958 .There are a few more details on Google.
One of the children’s homes I was in was 80 Wembley Park drive- Aunty Freda was the main lady and I was looked after so well. She was so kind
Also 97 Woodcock hill Kenton Harrow with my brother Patrick.
I also stayed at Warleigh Manor Bathford (near bath) which was a boarding school run by Les Alderman who I remember as a lovely man hellbent on helping youngsters recover from disadvantaged childhoods.
Live laugh cry smile love
I wish somehow I could find anyone who was in any of these or knew any info that might help me piece together those early years of my life.
Life can be cruel and harsh sometimes but beautiful too
I know I’m not alone in yearning to find my past and I wish love and peace to any now grown ups who went or children who that still go through the care system today.
Grateful if anyone, who knows of this place and has further details, could make contact with me as I am writing a feature and I would really welcome some help. Thank you
mikegunnill@mac.com
Christina Barnett Tolbert
cbarnetttolbert@mail.com
I recall it as a happy time
I was in The Holt, Birstal, with my sister for two short periods in 1955 and 1956. For not eating my meal I would be made to stand in the large hallway facing the corner for hours on end. I worked out by twiddling my toes it prevented me from feinting.
At night I used to be taken from a large dormitory to the bedroom of the man in charge of the establishment, I can't remember his name but I have never forgotten what he did to me.