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Thank you for the great walk down memory lane. you did a great job.
Thanks for the wonderful photos I grew up in a poor neighborhood called Pilsen born in 1948. South Shore was for people that had money which we did’nt but to just go there was exciting, I am 63 now & living in north Alabama and very homesick wish i could move back home but on social security don’t see how I could afford renting there, just to look at your wonderful photo’s brings back a lot of memories & I remember them report cards I have some identical to them, this was a walk down memory lane & I want to thank you & God Bless.
Hi Jerry,
Yes, there were people in South Shore with money, but there were plenty of others too.
Otherwise, my poor old mom who was divorced (almost unheard of in the 1950s) and who worked as a secretary and had two boys to bring up alone could never have afforded an apartment.
Of course, we lived in very modest situations. Our first apartment had no bedroom at all. My mom slept on the hide-a-bed, my brother on the couch, and I slept in the dinette on a little studio bed.
After a couple of years, we got a one-bedroom place, and despite a couple of moves, that’s all we ever had. I shared a bed with my brother until I was an adult.
The family of my best friend, Preston Uney, lived in a pretty small beat-up, Insul-brick-coverd house on an alley the whole time I knew them – that was a boy, two sisters, and their parents.
I guess the modesty of our apartments was part of why I so loved the neighborhood: it was all one big yard and playground from the yards of nearby houses to the stores and alleys and back porches.
John Chuckman