Reply #2: I'm surprised my grandpa didn't.

[fudge stripe cookays]

He and my grandma were doing OK. They had 4 or 5 kids, a decent place, relatively new car, etc. Then my grandpa lost his job. They had to move to an inner city Chicago slum (a place my dad always delighted in calling "Cockroach Boulevard.")

They were poor, but they were happy. Somehow they managed to hold it together. My aunts have told me about some of the programs for free vaccinations for the kids, and the cheap entertainment a kid could find in Chicago in the early 30s.

The irony is that their old slummy neighborhood on Winnebago Avenue is now pricy Bucktown real estate. My how the years do change!