Stories tagged "American South": 48
Stories
Settling in Georgia
"On Saturdays and Sundays, I would go door to door, selling housewares: linens, bed linens, blankets, silverware, pots and pans, aluminum pots and pans, credit, etc. So, by the time we graduated college, I dreamed of going to Wharton School of…
Faith and Antisemitism
“Yes! My family was very Jewish. Although my father had the highest Jewish education, he graduated from one of the finest religious schools in Europe called the Yeshiva. But, for business reasons, except for the high holidays, that’s the only time…
A Sense of Community
“Well, my father ended up as a peddler selling ladies dresses. And from that, he made enough money to open a small clothing store in the Black business district in Jacksonville.”
“Yes, we actually became aware and acquainted with some Black…
B-29 Radio Operator
“We were completely in the dark. We had no idea how we progressed from step to step. The first time I saw a B-29 was in Pyote, Texas. I had no idea where B-29s were stationed, but of course, it's a bomber, and apparently, it was being used somewhere…
Learning Morse Code
“My knowledge of Morse code was basic – just dots and dashes. I didn't know what specific combinations meant and the only distress signal I recognized, was SOS: three dots, three dashes, three dots. That is the only thing I knew. But as far as all…
Georgia on My Mind
“The year I turned 40, I realized that I was physically cold all the time. So I grew up in New York, I went to college in Boston, I went to graduate school in Michigan, a little bit of time in Africa – warm weather. I discovered I could live in warm…
Childhood
"Mother and Dad started dating again after the war, and with Grandma Fred’s coaxing and Mother’s proposal they were married and started a family right away. We three children were born two years apart. So my parents went from the war to domesticity.…
Coming Home
"I grew up in the South but I couldn’t wait to get as far away from that Southern lifestyle as I could get. So, I moved to California, lived there twenty years, flew to Honolulu for ten years. Got as far away as I could get. Then Bob’s business…
Home Front
"After my dad’s father died from a measles epidemic, his large family of five siblings and his now single mother Frederica lost her farm during the Depression. During the war, Dad’s sisters went to work. The older sister married…
Country Roots
"We descend from one of the largest intact plantations in Georgia: The William Harris Homestead on Highway 11 in Monroe, Georgia. In 1825, my mother’s great grandpa William Harris started the homestead on 500 acres acquired in a treaty with the…