St. Jude Church/School Nostalgia

**Campfire Girl** · April-07-09, 09:43 AM

and yeah, I thanks all - I could REALLY use an Orange Julius right now. Wasn't there a Bettermade store in that corner too?

**jcole** · April-07-09, 09:49 AM

Originally Posted by Campfire Girl

and yeah, I thanks all - I could REALLY use an Orange Julius right now. Wasn't there a Bettermade store in that corner too?

I sort of remember the Bettermade store, but I really remember the Alexander & Hornung meat store where they had the best EVER spicy dried sausages. Oh, what I wouldn't give for one right now. Better than a Slim Jim, and that's saying something.

**Campfire Girl** · April-07-09, 09:56 AM

JCole - Now, you've gone and done it - Now, I'd trade in my Orange Julius for some Alexander and Hornung Sausages. I don't remember Mom grocery shopping there - since we had Chatham's at Kelly & Morang, but that's the spot where Dad would pick us up after we "hung out" at the Mall! :-)

**Campfire Girl** · April-07-09, 09:58 AM

Ok - I'm having to give my complete - well a good guesstimate - of bowlers for our fundraiser on the 19th at Continental Lanes. Anyone out there coming to bowl, but forgot to RSVP? and for those living in far away lands, Yes, I will be taking pictures! :-) I can't help it you're missing all the fun around here -- Polish Dinners, Usher's Breakfasts, a Bowling Event ----it just keeps going and going, and going ---YEAH - ST. JUDE!

**Campfire Girl** · April-07-09, 10:36 AM

Hot Fudge Sundaes, with your water in a paper cup in the silver "Goblet!" Great memories! I forgot about the fries at Kresgese's - we'd always get one order and split 'em! Also a good treat was the Maurice salad at Hudson's - when working there, we even got a discount!

**Campfire Girl** · April-07-09, 01:40 PM

TSomyak - I remember that store - that's where I got my first Beatles album! I can see the cover, but can't remember the name. I also remember the bin at Kresges where they had 45's for 10 and 20 cents. I still have some really old 45s from there [[yeah, like there are NEW 45s) anyway, don't know why I kept them, but you never know when you're in the mood for the 45 sound of Herman's Hermits!

**7andkelly** · April-07-09, 02:00 PM

Krogers was there in the later 60s for sure, J, and was "connected" ... eventually.

The music store on Kelly closer to the high schools sold bootleg tapes from what I remember.

**zitro** · April-07-09, 02:03 PM

This was posted on the a Civic Theater thread from another forum.

THERE
WAS GRINNELL BROTHERS PIANOS ON THE CORNER AND CINDYS CARD SHOP. A SHEET MUSIC STORE NAME MOREALLE MUSIC WAS DIRECTLY NEXT DOOR.

**jcole** · April-07-09, 02:05 PM

In my mind, I can picture where Hudson's was, as well as the Shiffrin-Willin's Jeweler, the Kresge, the Corey's Jewel Box, Winkelman's, Baker's Shoes, Marianne's but for the life of me, not Kroger.
In spatial relativity to Kresge or Hudson's, where the hell was it??

**Campfire Girl** · April-07-09, 02:09 PM

JCole - Krogers was the last store in the mall nearest to Kelly. I don't know what would compare with that now...with the larger parking lots and added stores -

Houston-Whittier also had Papes House of Gifts - Dad ALWAYS went there for Mom's gifts for Anniversary or Christmas. I believe they were later taken over by a bicycle store. Papes was across from Cunninghams.

**zitro** · April-07-09, 02:10 PM

JC I see you've reached Senior Member status. Did that happen when you went past 100 posts?

**Campfire Girl** · April-07-09, 02:21 PM

Ok, Z, where does it say status? If I still have that youthful glow, and am not a senior yet - I want to know it! :-)

**Tsomyak** · April-07-09, 03:21 PM

Originally Posted by Campfire Girl

TSomyak - I remember that store - that's where I got my first Beatles album! I can see the cover, but can't remember the name. I also remember the bin at Kresges where they had 45's for 10 and 20 cents. I still have some really old 45s from there [[yeah, like there are NEW 45s) anyway, don't know why I kept them, but you never know when you're in the mood for the 45 sound of Herman's Hermits!

Can you show us how to do The Freddy?

**7andkelly** · April-07-09, 03:29 PM

What comes after senior status?

Houston-Whittier Sanders made the best cherry vanilla sundaes with cherry sauce and cherries on top with a large glass of milk ... ever. I had enough of them on my lunch breaks from Kresge's to know.

**Tsomyak** · April-07-09, 03:35 PM

This is kind of cool as well, an early concept of Eastland:

http://www.internationalmetropolis.com/?p=88

**kellyroad** · April-07-09, 11:32 AM

Originally Posted by Campfire Girl

Ok - I'm having to give my complete - well a good guesstimate - of bowlers for our fundraiser on the 19th at Continental Lanes. Anyone out there coming to bowl, but forgot to RSVP? and for those living in far away lands, Yes, I will be taking pictures! :-) I can't help it you're missing all the fun around here -- Polish Dinners, Usher's Breakfasts, a Bowling Event ----it just keeps going and going, and going ---YEAH - ST. JUDE!

Thanks to you CFG, many of us feel like we never left St. Jude.

**kellyroad** · April-07-09, 11:46 AM

It seems only Burbank had bocce ball. One would think that the far east side with a significant Italian heritage would have bocce ball at other venues [[playgrounds).

**jcole** · April-07-09, 10:01 AM

I don't think my mom ever shopped there either, but it was one of my favorite Eastland spots. It was in that little building where the Hudson Pantry Shop was also at. I used to buy my Jasmine or Orange Spice Wagner's Tea at the Pantry Shop, then go over and buy a 1/2 lb of sausages for the walk home.
Before stopping there, I was usually at the Yardley make-up counter on the first floor of Hudson's, next to the escalator, buying eye shadow. More than likely, I had already been to either the basement of Sanders for a hot fudge sundae or over at the lunch counter in Kresge's for fries and a coke with Karen McC.
How the hell did I stay so thin as a teen-ager?

**Mkap** · April-07-09, 10:34 AM

KR - I can remember playing baseball at the playground at Burbank and seeing the Bocce players starting around 1967 or 68. They would chase us away if they could, keep the ball when they had the chance, and I would imagine cuss at us in Italian when the baseball came too close to their game. They were there for years. When we were old enough to hit the ball onto the roof of the school we moved the game to diamond #1 at Heillman.

CFG - Sorry, can't make the bowling fest, but keep letting us know of the coming attractions... we will be sure to make some.

**zitro** · April-07-09, 10:40 AM

Originally Posted by Mkap

KR - I can remember playing baseball at the playground at Burbank and seeing the Bocce players starting around 1967 or 68. They would chase us away if they could, keep the ball when they had the chance, and I would imagine cuss at us in Italian when the baseball came too close to their game. They were there for years. When we were old enough to hit the ball onto the roof of the school we moved the game to diamond #1 at Heillman.

CFG - Sorry, can't make the bowling fest, but keep letting us know of the coming attractions... we will be sure to make some.

RJ Polisena -Joe's older brother taught me how to swear in Italian. I can still recite a vicious string of words he taught me. Quite an accomplishment huh?

I know a lot of those Italians that played Bocce there were bowlers too who used to hang out in the back room of Pinky's Pro Shop. I don't know if they had a league or not, but it seemed once the weather warmed up they were always there

**Mkap** · April-07-09, 10:48 AM

It's not the words, it's the hand gestures that go along with it that makes it come to life. That and the veins on their necks popping out. Somehow it was the veins that made you know they were swearing, because they were always raising their voices during the game. Good shot, bad shot you could never figure if those guys were really mad or just getting into the game. We learned to stay away.

**jcole** · April-07-09, 10:53 AM

I grew up next door to my Godmother and her husband yelling at each other in Italian. I could lay in bed on summer mornings and pick out the swear words as they flew back and forth outside. Then in high school, I had a friend named Dombrowski who taught me all the Polish swear words that she knew. We knew that we had a good one when she used it at the dinner table and her father slapped her.