Samuel J. Ciraulo
Armadillos


 

Story written by Jennifer Slawson.

From an article in ANTIQUES AND COLLECTING magazine.

YOU'VE HEARD the saying "One man's treasure is another man's trash." Another version might be "One man's freaky prehistoric beast is another man's cuddly pet ." To the less compassionate, armadillos might seem like giant rats in fencing gear. But to Sam Ciraulo, there's nothing like snuggling up to a little gray armadillo and hand-feeding him grub worms.

     Sam's affection for armadillos is at the heart of his 186 piece collection that began-at least in spirit-more than 50 years ago. During WWII,
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Sam and his collection
Sam was attending Bombardier School at San Angelo Army Air Field in Texas. While horseback riding with some buddies one day, they spotted an armadillo crossing the field. Sam felt sorry for the little guy who was frightened and trembling, so he took him back to the barracks.
 
    That led to a long friendship between the soft-hearted navigator and his unlikely pet. Sam decided to call the animal "Marxie" and painted his new name on his shell. Then Sam created a cozy spot for him under a blanket on an empty bunk. When each training day was over, Sam and Marxie would go out and scour the field for grubs and other insects. Sam even gave his pet regular baths. Soon the armadillo was following Sam everywhere he went.
 
     Like all good Army buddies, Sam and his armadillo stuck together. So when Sam went flying, so did Marxie-inside Sam's flight-suit pocket. According to Sam, Marxie wasn't crazy about flying; he tended to get confused and queasy, so eventually Sam had to ground him.
 
     Just before bombardier training ended, Marxie disappeared. Sam believes that someone stole him, though he has no idea why. Sam went on to receive his bombardier wings and fly 35 bombing missions over Germany. He says that after the war ended, he returned to civilian life and "blanked out" his armadillo experience for 40 years.
 
     Then one day his wife bought him a replica of an armadillo. That first piece got the ball rolling and soon his four daughters joined in the armadillo onslaught. Sam said, "They were coming in all shapes and sizes."
 
    Today Sam's collection includes armadillo T-shirts, neckties, earrings, Beanie Babies, sweatshirts, and road signs. There is a candle holder and a candle, though Sam warned, "It has a wick, but I dare anyone to bum it!" One of Sam's armadillos is made from the ash of Mt. St. Helen's and another is an exact replica made of concrete, which weighs about 50 pounds. He also has "Canned Armadillo" and "Armadillo Milk" (from novelty shops, of course). Sam has armadillos from all over the U.S as well as China, Mexico, and Russia, where his daughter lived for ten years. (While there, she commissioned an artist to decorate a set of Russian nesting dolls with an armadillo design. Unfortunately, after beginning the project, the painter found the animal too ugly and gave up after only one doll!)
 
     Sam says that his collecting goal is to hit 200 pieces. But no matter how many imitation armadillos fill Sam's house, none can take the place of Marxie, the true original, in his heart.

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