What I Remember

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While living with my grandparents for 5 yrs, grandpa's job as a glazer/painter, at a nun type monestary, painted, hung wall paper, started at one end of the building, took a year to complete, then started over the next year. A never ending job.

Grandma was your typical house keeper who made sure the oatmeal pot was ready to go at 5am, made grandpa's to go lunch, cleaned house, hung the laundry outside, fed the chickens, picked and weeded the garden, and sometimes make a attempt to cut the lawn with a push type reel mower.

After taking a short break, would start dinner for the family.

These were real American Immigrants.
 
While living with my grandparents for 5 yrs, grandpa's job as a glazer/painter, at a nun type monestary, painted, hung wall paper, started at one end of the building, took a year to complete, then started over the next year. A never ending job.

Grandma was your typical house keeper who made sure the oatmeal pot was ready to go at 5am, made grandpa's to go lunch, cleaned house, hung the laundry outside, fed the chickens, picked and weeded the garden, and sometimes make a attempt to cut the lawn with a push type reel mower.

After taking a short break, would start dinner for the family.

These were real American Immigrants.

Wow, Frank i haven't heard the word..''Glazer'' In a coons age. My friends Farther was the neighborhood glazer, Full time job back then. What would us living next to the Rheingold, Ballantine, And Schlitz Brewery's...They had a lot of windows in those buildings...
 
On my father's side of the family: My grandfather was a marble mason and my grandmother a housewife. They came over from Italy and through Ellis Island.

On my mother's side of the family: My grandmother came over from Ireland and through Ellis Island. My grandfather was Blackfoot Indian/french. He worked as a barber and my grandmother worked at many jobs: sewing factory, cookie factory, candy factory and then worked in May's dept store on Long Island.

They came over here with skills and got no help from the government and they had sponsors.
 
Tapping the top of the beer can with a church key.....So when you opened the can the beer won't come blowing out in your face.....
 
Our Family dates back to 1721 Penn Land grant Peach hill was the location on the map Armstrong Co. During the Great Depression our family was really well off. They had a coal mine Limestone quarry fruit tree orchard and all sorts of animals to sell or barter for other things they needed. I listened to my Father tell hundreds of stories about those times what a great listen I experienced love that man. our nation was built by lawbiding people not Illegal's. Those that came wanted to be American's not ----American's I'm an American just a plain old American. Very proud of it. :victory:Fred
 
Bicycle

For some reason most of the neighborhood kids got new bikes for Xmas. At the time the hot setup was the English 3 speed. Franky missed that boat , cause he got one the year before. It wasn’t the deluxe model, just the old single speed pedal type with a coaster rear brake only.

Then I had to of course customize it to look better than the rich kids. So I field stripped it and painted it a bright rattle can orange . ( only color dad had in the basement) Bobed out the rear fender ( had to get that wet stripe on my back going thru puddles) . Then found a Bendix 2 speed setup. No need for the playing card spoke click, I had a device called a peddle putter. It was a aluminum tube the size of a paper towel tube, with a spring cap on the end that the spokes would open and close to give it the real putt- putt sound. The faster you went, the smoother it sounded.

Im sure there was other things I’ve done to it, but being the one and only bicycle I owned, it was the coolest one on the block.

And up to the day I sold my childhood home (5 years ago) the orange overspray was still noticeable on the garage floor.
 
Our Family dates back to 1721 Penn Land grant Peach hill was the location on the map Armstrong Co. During the Great Depression our family was really well off. They had a coal mine Limestone quarry fruit tree orchard and all sorts of animals to sell or barter for other things they needed. I listened to my Father tell hundreds of stories about those times what a great listen I experienced love that man. our nation was built by lawbiding people not Illegal's. Those that came wanted to be American's not ----American's I'm an American just a plain old American. Very proud of it. :victory:Fred

Yep, My Farther had a lot of stories about the Depression....Times were tough back then..

But the people back then were even Tougher....ThumbUp...
 
Yep, My Farther had a lot of stories about the Depression....Times were tough back then..

But the people back then were even Tougher....ThumbUp...
You are so right and families were even closer, neighbors meant something also and that extended to communities that extended into regions and to states and into a great nation. One purpose to get out of poverty not to pass it to the next generation to get everything for nothing it was called hard work and pride the American dream! earned not passed out for votes Fred
 
I remember in school [Brooklyn NY] around 1951/52.....All the kids me included were issued Dog Tags. It had something with the Korean War, And the ''H'' Bomb Commie :blowup:threat..:blowup:.Those were the days of air raid tests....And the infamous duck under the school desks......
 

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