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Moving Forward<br />

My father married my mother right after he graduated from high school.<br />

She was only 15 <strong>and</strong> in ninth grade. She had me at age 16. My father had taken<br />

agriculture <strong>and</strong> “mechanical shop” in high school <strong>and</strong> been taught welding,<br />

but there were few to no jobs for welders in small-town Nebraska in the ’30s,<br />

so he <strong>and</strong> my mother were forced to move in with his parents. My parents<br />

compensated by pitching in with the work <strong>of</strong> the farm. Living in this extended<br />

family no doubt eased my parents’ financial burdens somewhat, <strong>and</strong> it also<br />

meant that as a very young child I felt secure. In upcoming years, my parents<br />

would leave several times to try <strong>and</strong> establish a life <strong>of</strong> their own, only to return<br />

to the family farm when they could not make it work. It was a sanctuary from<br />

economic vicissitudes, <strong>and</strong> it made it possible to think <strong>of</strong> themselves as not<br />

poor—just temporarily unemployed or between “changing life situations.”<br />

My education began in one <strong>of</strong> those legendary one-room country schools. I<br />

was 5 years old but was put in first grade because kindergarten was a not yet part<br />

<strong>of</strong> the educational system in rural Nebraska. Although I was young <strong>and</strong> did not<br />

underst<strong>and</strong> class differences, I do remember being very much aware that some <strong>of</strong><br />

my classmates wore ragged clothes, looked incredibly dirty, <strong>and</strong> were barefoot.<br />

I was fascinated by their appearance <strong>and</strong> particularly by the boys’ habit <strong>of</strong><br />

“parking” their chewing gum behind their ears so they could chew it again later.<br />

OFF TO CALIFORNIA<br />

By the time I completed first grade, my father decided he had had enough<br />

<strong>of</strong> extended family farming. He had heard there were jobs in California so he<br />

moved us to Los Angeles. I know we did not have a car, <strong>and</strong> it seems improbable<br />

we had money to take a train, so I do not know how we got there; but somehow<br />

they made it happen. Shortly thereafter, World War II broke out. My father<br />

l<strong>and</strong>ed a job as a sheet metal worker with Lockheed Aircraft Corporation that<br />

would last until 1948.<br />

From 1941 to 1946, we lived in a comfortable bungalow-style suburban<br />

home not far from downtown Los Angeles. We led a typical middle-class<br />

existence (but one that seemed “high class” to me after the farm). When the<br />

war ended in 1945 <strong>and</strong> millions <strong>of</strong> veterans returned to the United States, rent<br />

<strong>and</strong> price controls abruptly ended <strong>and</strong> costs went through the ro<strong>of</strong>. My father,<br />

who still had his job, found he could not afford the sharp increase in rent—<strong>and</strong><br />

suddenly we were without a home. We had no car <strong>and</strong> would not have one for<br />

many years. We got around Los Angeles on the extensive streetcar system that<br />

existed before being replaced by the city’s now infamous freeways. The only<br />

solution was to rent a trailer near the Lockheed plant in Burbank. One needs to<br />

underst<strong>and</strong> that a trailer then was not the same as mobile homes are today. The<br />

construction was <strong>of</strong> significantly poorer quality, <strong>and</strong> the trailer was much smaller.<br />

Nevertheless, the trailer park was populated by a variety <strong>of</strong> people who because<br />

<strong>of</strong> the housing shortage were unable to find a home anywhere else. They ranged<br />

from lower-middle to decidedly lower-class families.<br />

Journal <strong>of</strong> <strong>Public</strong> <strong>Affairs</strong> Education 89

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