Leland J. Kennedy Memoir - University of Illinois Springfield
Leland J. Kennedy Memoir - University of Illinois Springfield
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.