For every generation I guess there are different and unique life experiences. Heck we even have one that went on to do bronco busting, now carnival barking from those least likely in my limited knowledge of them. I was reflecting back on those days and realized I missed much of those experiences, however I realized I did some barking of my own.
Unfortunately, I spent to many years of my youth working/owning the news stand at 111th and Western Ave. I do remember that from time to time I would grab some of Daily News and Chicago American and walk Western Ave when the light turned red and yelling “Get your news” or some such bright comment. However, I do remember two days in particular that I did that because of the breaking news and wanted to be part of it in my own way.
The first was after the devastating fire at Our Lady’s of Angles school. 90+ kids perished that take and the pictures were so vivid on the front page. And of course the shooting of JFK and later Lee Harvey Oswald made me get out there in the street and hawk my newspapers, big news.
I think a lot of people thought I belonged in a carnival at the time!!!!
Ron Veenstra MPHS
Ron, I had forgotten that you did that l. I had a Sunday morning gig selling papers for the northbound lane of Western at 95th. No stand. Just me and a pile of papers dropped off by the news agency. Every stoplight cycle I would walk up between the lanes of cars selling a few papers each time, dollars folded just so between my fingers to make change quickly.
I was the youngest delivery boy for Sonny Rudolph's agency. 480 papers, Monday thru Friday. No collections. Sat/Sun guys did that. Largest route Sonny had. Youngest, smallest on delivery. My greatest fear was banging the aluminum panel on screen doors. Woke light sleepers. Complaints cost 50 cents. 3 complaints cost you your $2 weekly bonus. My mom, shrewd, and cagey, printed up fliers telling customers to call BE 8 1265, home number, instead of agency and we would respond to any issues. Saved me a lot of $$$ back then. Penny/paper/day, plus $2 if no complaints.
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