During the depression my patetnal grandparents lived in NYC. Grandmother was diabetic and died when she was 32. Grandfather was a very shkilled sheet metal worker who never remarried. He enrolled his kids in a Dominican boarding school, and he worked all through the depression. My father had horrible tales of the boarding school, but still sent my soster and me to a Dominican catholic school wjere we were beaten and terrorized.
My maternal grandparents lived in the coal belt of southwestetn Pennsylvania. Grandma had pictures of Jesus, Mary and John L. Lewis on hir kitchen walls. She used to pray daily for an easy death. When she was 63 she had a fatal heart attack in her kitchen.
Grandpa had been a miner, but durig the depression the mines were erratic work. He ran a couple stills, gardened, raised some animals, and kept a black cat and a large malinois who were the best of friends. With his oldest sons Grandpa hunted deer and birds. This kept meat on the table for their large family, often with someting left over for needy neighbors. Grandpa died in 1948. I remember his funeral. That was the year of a record blizzard. There was a fatal auto accident on the way back from the cemetery. The next year my Aunt Lizzie died of tb at age 32. I still remember her in her coffin. In those days the dead were still waked in their homes, and lots of food and drink to send off the spjrit
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During the depression my patetnal grandparents lived in NYC. Grandmother was diabetic and died when she was 32. Grandfather was a very shkilled sheet metal worker who never remarried. He enrolled his kids in a Dominican boarding school, and he worked all through the depression. My father had horrible tales of the boarding school, but still sent my soster and me to a Dominican catholic school wjere we were beaten and terrorized.
My maternal grandparents lived in the coal belt of southwestetn Pennsylvania. Grandma had pictures of Jesus, Mary and John L. Lewis on hir kitchen walls. She used to pray daily for an easy death. When she was 63 she had a fatal heart attack in her kitchen.
Grandpa had been a miner, but durig the depression the mines were erratic work. He ran a couple stills, gardened, raised some animals, and kept a black cat and a large malinois who were the best of friends. With his oldest sons Grandpa hunted deer and birds. This kept meat on the table for their large family, often with someting left over for needy neighbors. Grandpa died in 1948. I remember his funeral. That was the year of a record blizzard. There was a fatal auto accident on the way back from the cemetery. The next year my Aunt Lizzie died of tb at age 32. I still remember her in her coffin. In those days the dead were still waked in their homes, and lots of food and drink to send off the spjrit
(Cont'd)spirit of the dead with good food and strong spirits.
Thank you for sharing your family with me. Very nice family!
If I might make a suggestion, you should set up a "Memoirs" tab/Section at the top of your page and put writes like this one into it. That's exactly the kind of writing to put in "Memoirs". Go to "Settings". Then on the left side of settings go down the menu to "Sections". That is how you put themed sections up at the top of your Substack.