Category Archives: 1960s

Baby sitting

Posted on January 18, 2012 by Mrs. Fitz

Mom was the eldest of six children. They all flung themselves out of Chicago during the 1950s and landed in suburbs, into split level houses and ranch houses, where their combined 22 offspring sprung. I don’t know if Mom and … Continue reading →

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Sister Julia

Posted on January 11, 2012 by Mrs. Fitz

Fourth grade In Immaculate Conception grammar school was better than any other school year for all the wrong reasons. Our classroom was in the new wing of the 4-story brick building. It had windows on 2 sides, making it daytime … Continue reading →

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Something fishy

Posted on January 9, 2012 by Mrs. Fitz

Baseball, tis said, is America’s pastime but I think fishing is. Granted, you can’t fish everywhere since water is required. In that sense, it’s a specialized activity unlike baseball, needing only some ground to ensue. However, it is the greatest … Continue reading →

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Sew Sew

Posted on January 6, 2012 by Mrs. Fitz

I think people who crochet are special and my Mom was among them. I don’t know the history of it – how it came to be that a hook and yarn in the right hands created stuff. I do know … Continue reading →

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For Heaven’s Sake

Posted on January 5, 2012 by Mrs. Fitz

When what isn’t present, gently presents itself, it’s a surprise. It’s a present. During the holiday season that happened two times, both in a church, both when a choir sang Ave Maria, a hymn Mom had sung on rare occasions … Continue reading →

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Wilder and Wilder

Posted on December 9, 2011 by Mrs. Fitz

I don’t know the historical significance of Wilder Park: Who it’s named after, why it occupies acerage in the center of Elmhurst, Illinois; when it morphed from prairieland to park. But it is uncommon, common ground. It isn’t devoted to … Continue reading →

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Little dolls

Posted on November 10, 2011 by Mrs. Fitz

I think Mom’s least favorite household chore was dusting, based on the fact she had me do it. Why baseboards and dresser tops require this attention eludes me but I did the deed every week in our 3-bedroom Elmhurst ’50s … Continue reading →

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Miles of style

Posted on November 10, 2011 by Mrs. Fitz

I was in high school when I was gifted with a 3-piece set of luggage, this despite the fact I never traveled except in the backseat of Dad’s car, driving to see Mom’s relatives who lived scattered in suburbs west … Continue reading →

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Skill development

Posted on November 5, 2011 by Mrs. Fitz

Dad married Mom when he was nearing 40 years on earth, enough time surely to have learned how to cook; however a single instance during growing up years disproves this hypothesis. Dad cooked a chicken on the Sears Roebuck grill … Continue reading →

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Four-tunes

Posted on October 31, 2011 by Mrs. Fitz

Favorite songs are favorite because of when you heard them. According to this rubric, I heard each of my four favorites whilst petrified about something. Sugar Sugar “Honey-honey. You are my candy girl and you got me wanting you…”This song … Continue reading →

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