Here’s anudder of Da Mare’s kids. 36th and Wells. Block over from Da Mare. ‘37—43. Dose were da days, my friend. First pack of smokes in the little park north side of Comiskey Park. Sliced italian beef and peppers and tamales from the street wagons. 12th St. Beach; I used to help Mike the corner hot dog guy on 35th and Wells during games. Dad worked at Mack Truck. My older brother and I always fighting with the Sorice kids. Usually won.
(Forgot to say, Ed Kelly was da mayor at the time.)