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Leland J. Kennedy Memoir - University of Illinois Springfield

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occasion. Not a lot, but there's some. Of course the women are all dead, but the - they'd<br />

meet every two weeks. Of course they'd come by - they couldn't - nobody had a car, they'd<br />

come by the dinkeys we called them, the one-man streetcar. In those days <strong>of</strong> course though<br />

they had two-man streetcars.<br />

Our social life. My dad would take my sister and my brother and I for car rides. We'd<br />

get on those in the summertime, those open-air streetcars you know, open on both<br />

sides. You've probably saw pictures <strong>of</strong> them. I don't guess you're old enough to remember<br />

them. But we'd go from Upper Alton to North Alton and back, and, hell, you could go for<br />

a nickel, a nickel or a dime. And we'd do that.<br />

My mother's relatives would come, and Nana would come and Uncle John, but we never had<br />

any - I doubt if there was two cases <strong>of</strong> beer served in my mother's home in forty-five to<br />

fifty years that she lived there. We weren't a drinking family.<br />

And hell, I never got to - none <strong>of</strong> kids got to go in the front door. We always had to<br />

go around to the back. She was an immaculate housekeeper and we'd get in the front door<br />

when? Maybe Christmas time, to even go in the frontroorn. We spent our time in the<br />

kitchen or we had a little room down in the basement. She was, as I said, an immaculate<br />

housekeeper. And we didn't frequent the frontroorn. Of course after my father died, Homer<br />

and I - my sister was married - Homer and I were at home and we used the front door<br />

then naturally as we were getting older and grownup.<br />

My brother is in <strong>Springfield</strong>. 1 don't know whether you know him. He and his wife both<br />

work for the Calvary Cemetery.<br />

Q: No.<br />

A: They live on Second Street. He used to be president <strong>of</strong> the bank in Edwardsville, but<br />

then again it changed hands and he lost out. Of course that's been a number <strong>of</strong> years ago<br />

but . . .<br />

Q: Now his name is Homer . . .<br />

A: Homer, J. Homer <strong>Kennedy</strong>.<br />

Q: J. Homer.<br />

A: My sister's name was Margaret. She married Jim Bennett. Jim's still alive but Mamie,<br />

as we nicknamed her, she died, oh, three years ago next month, in 1979, the twentieth <strong>of</strong><br />

October 1979.<br />

Q: Now Homer was older than you, was he?<br />

A: No. He's younger. My sister was the oldest. Margaret was born in 1906. I was horn<br />

in 1908 and Homer was born in either 1918 or 1919. No, he was born in 1917. I believe<br />

he was born in 1917. He'll be sixty-six in January.<br />

Q: What about education in music? Were you interested much in that then?<br />

A: No. I was interested in education. I read a lot. But no, I never took any vocal lessons<br />

or any music lessons. My brother took music lessons and Margaret may have taken singing<br />

lessons. No, I never - I worked, 1 played ball, and a little basketball and a little football,<br />

but no, I never took any music lessons. I wasn't the, as I said, the valedirtorian. I wasn't<br />

a poor student, but I was just a - I read a lot. As I said I sold papers, and anything pertaining<br />

to world events fascinated me.

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