I went down to Orlando in March of ’44, and in July we came home on furlough. We took the bus to Titusville, Florida, to get the train. I was […]
Author Archives: Mary Jo Clark
West Side Stories
The morning of my wedding, Catherine came over to help me get ready. She started putting my makeup on. I said, “Don’t put it so heavy.” She said, “Do you […]
West Side Stories
Pa always took Marge and me with him on a summer’s night when he went to get his pail of beer. One night he had to work overtime. We were […]
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One afternoon we sat on the front porch with the lady next door. The doctor went into our house with his little black bag, and this woman told us that […]
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When I was about five years old my mother was taking Marge and me to church. We were living on Tripp Avenue, where Rosemarie was born. My mother told us […]
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One day not too many years ago, I was at work and this man comes in. He walks right past the sign that says Authorized Personnel Only, and he walks […]
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Vince was scheduled to have a furlough in March 1943. So I called up the chancery office one day and asked if we could be married at mass during Lent. […]
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At Spiegel’s I worked in the legal department under Mr. Maloney, who was an attorney. He was a book man. I remember on my way up in the morning I […]
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The people who owned the building where we lived wanted our flat for their son. Now, apartments were very difficult to find in 1920. So my mother and father went […]
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My father always knew where to get it. There were many bootleggers around the neighborhood. One day a neighbor woman came running into our house and said, “Mrs. Ryan, I […]
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There were double-decker buses on Sacramento Boulevard in 1924, when I was ten. The big sport on Sunday afternoon was to ride up to the statue at Logan Square, which […]