Album 2 Part 2

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Mary Groote, Teddy McKee, Beatrice Owens McKee, Marion Slack.
Beatrice is daughter of Dot's oldest sister Margaret.
Marion is daughter of Dot's oldest brother Walter.

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L to R: Walter Slack Jr., unknown blur, Larue, Ed Lindberg, Dot's Uncle Joe Nicholson,
Dot's brother Ernest, and another Nicholson uncle with hat.

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New enclosed back porch of 3149, originally designed as a cheery dining/sun room.
After the war it became Ed, Dot, Bob and Bert's living room (more on why later).
The porch before enclosure is in picture 2_08_07, the last on this page.

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Front of 3149 S. Karlov. The lower right window was used to deliver coal to a basement bin.
Note that the house on right is smack against 3149 with a common wall between.
On left is an empty lot, shared ownership with neighbor to discourage building without mutual consent.

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Rear: Larue, and Teresa, who lived on north side of 31st Street,
Front: Dolores and Betty Jane Purcell, June Swanson.

Living on the other side of the tracks (streetcar tracks on 31st Street), Teresa wasn't an intimate part of our "Old Neighborhood," which extended from 31st one block south to 32nd, and only on Karlov Avenue. If you ventured outside this one block, north or south, or east to Komensky or west to Kedvale, you were out of bounds and apt to run into a youth of comparable age who would challenge your presence. As we grew older we ventured more into these foreign territories. Bob and Bert developed several friends on the Karlov block south of 32nd street (Jake Cichon, Chuck Matulik, Ken Newby) and another (Ed Kral) on Komensky in the 31st-32nd block.

Bert played with June and Dolores, although they were a couple years older. Both were nice girls but Dolores liked to surprise Bert and bend his fingers 'till he yelled. After the second time Bert was wary and didn't expose an unguarded hand. In high school June encouraged Bert to run for senior class president -- motto: "For a president superb vote for Herb" (groan!). He missed by one vote to the football star, Don Huml. It was "The Brain" versus "The Hunk" and the hunk won out. The teachers breathed a sigh of relief because Bert was a rebel and Don a teachers' darling.

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Jackie gets a bath in 3149 back yard. Jackie hated them.
Bob holds Jackie from escape while Bert (background) and Larue wash him.

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Bert has rushed to this side as Jackie gets a paw out of the tub to escape.

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The paw is back in, the bath continues.
After hosing off the soap we'd rub Jackie down with dry towels.
He liked that -- attention and petting.

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Bert in his roller skates sitting on back lawn in front of Dot's flower garden.

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Another pose, viewed toward side yard with Mackall house in background.
Judging by Bert's expressions Dot did a little arm twisting to take these shots.

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Bert in the alley behind 3149, getting ready to light a firecracker under an empty tin can.
In the background are Don, Tom Mackall, and his son Bob Mackall.

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Jackie gets a treat from Larue, after first sitting on his haunches to beg.

From the time he was a puppy Jackie took naturally to sitting up to beg, and oh how he loved to get treats, usually cookies. Pa Lindberg built 4-foot-tall fences all around the back yard so Jackie could run without getting into the streets. These were no deterrent to Jackie. He'd go to a corner where he could better keep his balance while climbing up the horizontal wires like a ladder, and out he went. He wandered the neighborhood and was occasionally picked up by the dog catchers (several trips by Pa to the pound was the reason for the side-yard fence) but he mainly stayed within shouting distance (literally) from our house. When we wanted him home one of us would shout, "Come and sit, Jackie." and before long he would appear, running at full tilt with his tail wagging. Sometimes it was a couple minutes before he appeared because he couldn't come back on a straight line. We never fooled Jackie with empty hands when we called "Come and sit." We wanted to keep his trust.

His penchant for cookies also served Bob and Bert to advantage as a means to turn one of our foot-steered push carts into a dog "sled." One of us would hop on the push cart while the other, and some friends, would run out in front with a supply of cookies. One sniff of a cookie and Jackie would follow them anywhere, no matter that he was pulling the cart behind him. He thought this was a great game, even though we'd only occasionally let him catch up for a cookie.

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Larue with 3149 back porch behind her.
This was a couple years before Ed had the porch enclosed for an extra room.