Virginia, Michael Galvin, and Sister M. Gertrudis Yonker, Order of St. Francis, at the
dedication of Paul V. Galvin Coronary Care Center, Saint Francis Hospital,
Evanston, Illinois

Memories

Nell Hubata and Virginia Galvin

Kerry Hubata, daughter of Joe and Nell Hubata, fondly remembers the great sense of fun her mother and Virginia shared whenever they were together, "cutting up," "clowning around," and generally acting like twelve-year-old girls. Of the many times she and her parents were dinner guests of Virginia's at Westmoreland Country Club in Wilmette, Illinois, Kerry recalls one in particular. There was a long hallway in the club carpeted in a geometric pattern, and as Kerry and her father watched, Nell and Virginia, giggling like schoolgirls, hopscotched all the way down the length of that stately hall, repeating the words hop, hop, jump, hop hop, jump. "That's how I remember Virginia with my mother," Kerry said.

The Critchfield family: Ken and
Jessica with their two daughters,
Virginia and Carol

Hello, Ginny:

This is Saturday evening, February 8, 6:00 p.m. Mother and I have just had dinner, and tonight we had our usual Saturday evening cheese on toast. It was very nice, and the way Mother makes this, it's just marvelous. This is one of the dishes we used to have every Saturday evening when we lived in St. Louis, before we went to the Grenada in the old vaudeville days and later on when we went to the Missouri and saw Brook Johns. I'll never forget those days. We always had so much fun, and we'd typically end the evening by going to the Bluebird for one of their delicious sodas. The one that we usually had was a big gob of ice cream with almonds on it. I forget what they called that dish, but that was what we used to have. Then we'd get a newspaper and go home, where you girls would read the funnies, and we'd pick up on the news and finally get to bed somewhere around midnight. Virginia, you deserve a lot of credit for handling all these people who are pestering you for money. We can't thank you and Carol enough for the tapes you are sending. And we say over and over what dear, devoted daughters we have and how grateful we are. We're coming to the end of the tape now,here we go,bye-bye!

-from an audiotape sent to Virginia from her parents, February 8, 1964, Valley Ho Resort, Scottsdale