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Kathy made a post on a FaceBook Post-Polio Support Group. I was so impressed I asked her permission to publish it here on Polio Survivors in the 21st Century and was relieved she gave her approval. I hope as you read her story you will visualize it with a positive and uplifting spirit. It is this high spirit,  we as polio survivors, have viewed our lives.
 
Thank you Kathy for your permission to share this with the visitors of this website.

 
 
 
Excerpt From Wikipedia: "Mr. Sandman" (sometimes rendered as "Mister Sandman") is a popular song written by Pat Ballard which was published in 1954 and first recorded in May of that year by Vaughn Monroe & His Orchestra and later that same year by the Chordettes. 
 
 
 
 
 
"Mr. Sandman"
By Kathy Fezza Galletly
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Little something I wrote about my introduction into the world of polio.
 
 
“Mr. Sandman bring me a dream make him the cutest that I've ever seen.
Give him two lips like roses in clover then tell him that his lonely nights are over.”
 
 
 
 
 
What bittersweet memories that song brings back to me.
When I was a small child, we didn't have much money so the day my father came home with a used record player and a smoking jacket that was given to him by a friend was a huge event. What a treasure we thought we had. When daddy put the record player on the kitchen table my brother Jeff and I sat and stared at it with amazement. We couldn't believe our eyes. My mom stopped making dinner and sat next to us and stared in disbelief. “Guess what else I have” as he handed my mother the bag “A brand new record, a happy, fun record one we could dance to”
 
Every night after dinner we would eagerly wait for Daddy to put on his smoking jacket. What a smoking jacket that was! It was black silk with gold swirled embroidery throughout the jacket; it had a black belt which tied around his waist and a pocket that held his pack of Camels. My Mom had said it gave him an air of refinement. Once he put on his smoking jacket he then walked over to the record player and turned it on, then he would grab my Mom and dance with her while I danced with Jeff. We would switch partners, I would stand on Daddy’s feet as he would swirl me around the room. What fun, what laughter. This went on for weeks, every night after dinner until one night when Daddy went to dance with me my Mom told him to be very careful I had been complaining that my neck and head hurt
 
Little did we know there was an invisible dancing partner lurking in our apartment, it was a cruel and crippling dancing partner who chose mostly children to dance with. Its name was Polio.
 
 
 
 
 
Karen's Email:
 
"I am on a mission! My husband contracted polio when he was 2 y.o., in 1955. He spent a great deal of time at the Shriners Hospital in Shreveport, having 3 surgical procedures and months of in-hospital time. His last stay there was when he was 15/16, around 1968/69, when he had a surgery to elongate his hip muscles and give him more mobility in his right leg (where the polio had attacked). His name is Stephen White.
 
As he grows older, he continues to express a deep desire to reconnect with the friends that he made during his stays at Shriners, especially his last one. I have tried social media, but have had no luck making contact with anyone. I have sent requests to Shriners, but no response. Steve will never forget their faces and their first names, but without a last name, I have no way of trying to find these people."
 
Can you help? Is there a site that you know of where you can post who you’re looking for and share your info?
 
Thank you so much for your time and assistance,
 
Karen White
 
 
 
 
 
Let's wipe out polio together and support every polio victim for a better tomorrow. Though, the best way to escape polio is to get Polio drops.
 
We want a polio-free World.
 
Best Regards,
Aymen Zaheer
 
 
 
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