A GRADUATION STORY

May is the month of graduations, so I thought I would tell you a little graduation story.

My Dad graduated from high school in 1931; and as was the custom in small-town Colorado, the senior class went on a 

trip to the big city of Denver during graduation week.

Below is my Dad on the right pictured in his annual.  See his motto under his name -- "I love me, I love me, I love myself to death!"  He was quite full of himself!

 While the class was enjoying the sights and experiences of the big city, they stayed at the Shirley Savoy Hotel in downtown Denver.  

At that time not all hotel rooms had en suite bathrooms and the facilities were down the hall.  But the rooms were equipped with a chamber pot for those middle of the night needs.  Wouldn't you have hated being a hotel maid in those days - oh, my!

SOMEHOW the above chamber pot MANAGED to come home with my father from that trip.  He must have had a memorable trip because this pot was always around my parent's house.  Don't worry, my mother made sure it was thoroughly sterilized and sanitized.  She always used it to hold National Geographic magazines.

And what do I do with this graduation souvenir? 

I store it in the little cupboard part of a washstand that was in my Dad's room growing up.  This is what those little compartments were designed for originally.

Tick a lock!  Bye-Bye chamber pot!  I, for one, am glad I live in the land of attached bathrooms.

I'm linking up with Suzanne of Colorado Lady

for Vintage Thingies Thursday.