With St. Patrick’s Day fast approaching, this is a good time to discuss how Irish immigrants shaped our lives in Chicago. And it’s not just about seeing the Chicago River turn green.
We all really are Irish
This was Deborah, Part 3
Today I’m sharing some photographs from the 2005 Deborah Boys Club reunion, but first let me tell you a bit about Jim Cash, who sent in these photographs. His story will bring back some 1960s-era Albany Park memories.
Rag Man
Guest blogger Kenneth Haag shares a charming childhood memory of the rag man who rode through the alleys of Kenneth’s North Side Chicago neighborhood.
This was Deborah, Part 2
Marcia Zuckerman contributed this blogpost about the history of Deborah Boys Club. When she was employed at JCYS (Jewish Council for Youth Services), Marcia was part of a research team that uncovered many wonderful aspects of early Jewish immigrant life, especially the Deborah Boys Club.
Book review: Definitely Not Mr. Darcy
Hand-made ink, archery, dancing, needlework, chaperones, weekly baths, corsets, dinners of venison soup and raised giblet pie–suddenly, I was cured of my “Emma” envy.
The Storyteller from Albany Park
On Friday nights we went to the Terminal theater. It seemed like 5,000 teenagers were there. After the movie, we’d go to Purity deli for kishkes and cherry Cokes.
Albany Park Cool
“We all hung out just west of Kimball on Lawrence, north side of the street. There were enough bikes and we made enough trouble that the police came.”
A look back at Lincoln Village Shopping Center
If you only know from what Lincoln Village Shopping Center looks like today, then E. G. Shinner’s 1950 vision of a pleasant shopping environment makes no sense at all.
My blog had a baby
I’m thrilled to announce the much delayed arrival of my new blog, Chicago Municipal Tuberculosis Sanitarium Remembered. The poor child is not quite standing on its own feet yet, but eventually I hope to report on the history, the built environment and the people who passed through this important public health facility. The posts I […]
Goodbye to a friend
I met Marshall Rosenthal about two years ago. While I immediately learned he was a great source for information on Chicago past and present, I didn’t get a chance to know him well enough. I never knew the details of his storied career in Chicago journalism until I read his obituary earlier this week.