Memory Lane

In the late fall of 1950, Margie Straw, 24, and her good friend June Blevins, 19, went to the movies in Nebraska City where they were deeply moved by a story of suffering children. That random experience changed Margie’s life forever.

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“June and I went to the picture show and it was about an orphanage where the children were mistreated so badly,” Margie, now 86, explains. “I decided right then and there that I wanted to work for an orphanage and straighten them out. Well June had the same idea, so we were off.”

Margie and June did some research and sent out employment applications to agencies in the area. One agency responded noting openings for a position in which they would care for 8-year-olds and do housework. Child Saving Institute responded that there were immediate openings for them to serve as nurses’ aides to the little children—and no housework. The young women opted for CSI.

They moved together to the “big city” in 1951, living in a dormitory in the Child Saving Institute orphanage located at 42^nd and Emilie Street. Margie recalls that as a condition of their employment, they were asked “to sign papers that we would never enter a bar within 10 miles of the orphanage and we couldn’t use bad language.” They signed on the dotted line and their adventure began. 
   

Margie holding Peggy

All of the six nurses’ aides and two registered nurses who tended the approximately 30 babies in the nursery provided gentle, compassionate care, but each woman also had their personal favorites or “pets,” as Margie called them. From the moment Mrs. Beals, the orphanage superintendent, took Margie on a tour through the home, she became enamored of a baby with brown curly hair and big eyes named Dale. “We just fell in love with each other from the beginning,” Margie explains. She also fell for a beautiful biracial baby named Peggy. “I got attached to Peggy and she got attached to me,” Margie recalls. “I was ‘MomMom’ to her. One day when Peggy got demanding and I wasn’t there, the head nurse even said to her, ‘Peggy, your mom will be with you in a minute!’”

Margie talked about Peggy so much when she’d go home to visit her family, her mother made Peggy a new dress from feed sack fabric, which was a common practice in the day. The pleated dress featured a bright tulip pattern, and the orphanage laundress took special care to press the pleats so Peggy looked particularly darling on “visiting day,” when prospective adoptive families visited the orphanage. Later, Peggy’s adoptive family mailed the pretty dress back with a note expressing their joy in their beautiful daughter, whom they had renamed “Merry” because of her cheery disposition.

Margie today, at her home in Nebraska City

Sitting in her cozy kitchen surrounded by her collection of tea pots, Margie overflows with stories from her nearly four years at CSI, her eyes twinkling and her laughter bright as she recalls memories from nearly six decades ago. She especially enjoyed the special Christmas celebrations involving lots of toys and decorated Christmas trees in every room. On Christmas Eve the Shriners—accompanied by an Omaha World-Herald photographer—would arrive to entertain the kids, and all of the children and babies would be dressed in flannel pajamas and posed on the stairs for a photo which appeared on the front page of the paper on Christmas day.

Then there were her tales of the children. She shares story after story about the little ones she fed and bathed and loved during her time at CSI. Darling baby Roger with the bright red leather shoes, mischievous preschooler Keith who unlatched a closet screen door and “repainted” a freshly painted room, and tiny, malnourished Douglas. It wasn’t unusual in those days for working mothers to pay a small stipend to place their children at CSI to ensure quality care. Douglas’s mother brought him to Child Saving Institute after learning his daycare provider wasn’t feeding the baby and he suffered severe malnutrition resulting in developmental delays. At 10 months old, Douglas could not sit up, but Margie diligently worked with him until he was sitting on his own, and proudly displayed his progress to his overjoyed mother when she came on visiting day. “Eventually Douglas crawled and walked…He was a real firecracker!” she observes with a chuckle.

All too soon, Margie was called home to help her mother care for her ailing father, but her memories stayed strong as she worked at a variety of other jobs through the years, including long-held positions in the garment and food industries as well as participating in a family-owned grocery store and sanitation business.

“If there was one thing I learned at Child Saving, it was that loving does a lot for children,” Margie says thoughtfully. “Loving is the key to them being good; or if there is no love—then being bad or sick. It’s the loving that makes the real difference.”