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‘My grandma wouldn’t let her out of bed’
By Dolores S. Moor
Published July 27, 2003
On July 23, 1943, my sister Vivian was born at St. Mary’s Hospital, Galveston. In those days women were kept in the hospital for almost 10 days.
Mother had a corner room on the southeast side of the old building that had ceiling to floor windows and a wide covered porch on both sides. (No air conditioning in those days).
Much to our amazement, my father brought my mother home the day before the hurricane arrived. Staying with us was her mother and sister to take care of her.
Her bedroom was upstairs on the southeast side of our newly purchased house. When the winds and rains started, the room started to leak so we had to keep moving her bed all around the room to keep her and the baby dry.
Of course, my grandma wouldn’t let her out of bed to walk a few feet to another room. The hospital room mother had been in was severely damaged.
Later my father returned home from work and thought the roof had been torn off. He went up into the attic and found it was not the roof but someone had left the attic window open.
I was 12 1/2 years, and my brother Bubba was almost 11. Fifteen months later, our parents presented us with another sister, Cheryl, born Oct. 24, 1944.
Dolores S. Moor Galveston
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