{"id":3415,"date":"2015-11-01T12:15:36","date_gmt":"2015-11-01T17:15:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lizzieborden.org\/WomenatWork\/?page_id=3415"},"modified":"2016-07-26T05:40:21","modified_gmt":"2016-07-26T10:40:21","slug":"hortencia-amaral-unedited-transcript","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/fallriverhistorical.org\/WomenatWork\/hortencia-amaral-unedited-transcript\/","title":{"rendered":"Hortencia &#8220;Ester&#8221; Pacheco (Ribeiro) Amaral Unedited Transcript"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"><strong><span style=\"font-size: 16pt;\">FALL RIVER HISTORICAL SOCIETY<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"><strong><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Women at Work: An Oral History of<br \/>\nWorking-Class Women<br \/>\nin Fall River, Massachusetts<br \/>\n<\/span><\/strong><\/span><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"><strong><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">1920-1970<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Interview with Mrs. Manuel Amaral, n\u00e9e Hortencia \u201cEster\u201d Pacheco Ribeiro<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Interviewer: \u00a0<strong>(JR)<\/strong> Joyce B. Rodrigues<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Interviewee: \u00a0<strong>(HA)<\/strong> Mrs. Manuel Amaral, n\u00e9e Hortencia \u201cEster\u201d Pacheco Ribeiro\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Additional Commentary: \u00a0<strong>(PA)<\/strong> Paul J. Amaral, Hortencia\u2019s son<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"><strong>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 (NB)<\/strong> Norma Rose Brandt, Hortencia\u2019s niece<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Date of Interview: November 12, 2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Location: Fall River Historical Society<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Transcriber: Deborah Mello<\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Summary:<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Hortensia \u201cEster\u201d (Ribeiro) Amaral was born in Fall River on September 21, 1916.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Her parents immigrated to the United States from the island of St. Michael in the Azores. They met in Fall River and were married at the Santo Christo Church (Senhor Santo Cristo dos Milagres), Columbia Street, in 1907.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">There were five children in the family. Hortensia had an older brother and sister and two younger brothers. The family lived in the south end of the city, close to the Tiverton, Rhode Island, line in mill housing: the Bourne blocks, owned by the Bourne Mills.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">The Ribeiro family \u2013 grandfather, father, mother, brothers and sisters \u2013 all worked in the Bourne Mills. Hortensia started working at the Bourne in 1931 at the age of fifteen. She left in 1932 to seek other employment after a strike that lasted nine months.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Hortensia married in 1942 and had one son. Her brothers and husband all served in World War II. She was also the family caregiver to her parents and a bachelor brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Her career took her to factories in Fall River: Bourne Mills, United Rayon Mills, Massasoit Manufacturing Company, Maplewood Yarn Mills, Lyn Sportswear, Firestone Rubber and Latex Products Company, Raytheon Company (Dighton, Massachusetts), Gamma Leather, Inc., and Center Garment Company, Inc.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Hortensia retired in 1978 at the age of sixty-two after forty-seven years of employment. She is active in senior centers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Hortensia\u2019s century-long work and family life parallels Fall River\u2019s economic history from the decline of the textile industry through the transition to the garment and wartime industries, and finally postwar manufacturing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"><em>Note: This interview has been slightly edited for continuity and readability; in order to preserve the integrity of the conversation, the phraseology remains that of the interviewer and interviewee. Italicized information in square brackets has been added for the purposes of clarification and context.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> This is an interview with Mrs. Manual Amaral. It is being conducted at the Fall River Historical Society on November 12, 2014. The purpose of the interview is to record and preserve the memories, reflections and thoughts of working women who have first-hand knowledge of working in Fall River from 1920 to about 1950. So I am going to start with Mrs. Amaral, and I am going to ask her to go back a little bit and tell me about her family. When were you born?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I was born September 21, 1916.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And where were you born?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Plymouth Street, the Bourne Blocks, the lower block that belonged to the Bourne Mill. They owned them blocks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay, so you were born in the United States.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yes, Fall River.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Wonderful. How about your parents?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My mother was born in Portugal and my father was born in Portugal. I have their marriage license if you want to see that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And do you know where they were born, in what village or town?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My mother was born in the city, somewhere in the city.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Ponta Delgada<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Oh, the Ponta Delgada. Your son is telling me Ponta Delgada.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> It was in the city somewhere, I don\u2019t know. My father was a Lagoa, Azores.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And why do you think they immigrated? Did they ever tell you why they immigrated?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> All I know is they got married. The year they got married here. So they, my father was twenty-one when he came here. My mother was already here with my grandfather.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Do you remember your grandfather?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah, he lived with us.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And your grandmother?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No, I never knew my grandmother. She, uh, they separated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That was\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> That was strange for them days, you know?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, were there other children in your family?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, five, three brothers and my sister and I. I was the middle one. Was my brother, my sister, were born first, then it was me, then my two brothers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, did your parents work in the mills?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yes, my father worked in the Bourne Mill.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Oh, the Bourne Mill?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My mother worked in a small Shove. Not sure if you ever heard of that. A mill right before you get to the Bourne Mill, right there on Shove Street, it was a mill there. Small Shove. Until she got her children. And then she never worked again. Then my father worked in the Bourne Mill. As a weaver.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> As a weaver. What about your mother, what kind of work did she do?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> She worked in the spinning room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> The spinning room. And your grandparents? You said \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My grandfather used to work upstairs, used to put some kind of a cotton in round cans, tall cans. I don\u2019t know what kind it was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> In the Bourne Mill?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, he worked upstairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And then you also worked in the Bourne Mill.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> We all did. My brother was a weaver. My sister and I and my two brothers were fillin\u2019 carriers. They used to put the bobbins in the can where we used to put it. Yeah, yeah. And then, uh, I worked there until I was about fifteen. And then they went on strike. The union was always butting in, you know? So we went on strike, they were on strike, they were out for nine months. We were on strike for nine months. Nothing coming in. Nothing. We had nothing for nine months. So, finally, I decided to go and look for a job. And I went and worked in United Rayon on Globe Street. I worked there for $6 a week. I used to run forty-eight machines.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Forty-eight machines? What kind of work was it?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Cotton, cotton. Rayon. United Rayon. And, uh, I worked there for quite a while.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So what kind of work was that on these machines?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> It was like spinning. Yeah, Rayon.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And you had to run forty-eight machines?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, I used to run them. I was a son-of-a-gun for working. That\u2019s why. All my bosses admired me for my job. They used to hate to lay me off because, even today, I am still at it. I still like to, but I can\u2019t like I used to, you know?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You like to keep busy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, when I see someone doing something, it bothers me because I can\u2019t go over and do with them because I am so used to, uh. I worked hard all my life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So you decided to go to work to help your family?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0 Yeah, because there was nothing coming in, no one was thinking of going to look for a job. Everyone was sitting around. So I said, I am going to go, I was a go getter. So I went and uh, it happened, her father was the boss in that place, in the United Rayon, so through him I got the job.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay, so \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I was lucky for $6 something. And then, when I was working for $6 a week, when Roosevelt came in, remember that?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I heard about him. No, I heard about Roosevelt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Anyway, when he came in, the pay went all the way up to $12 and something. I felt like a rich woman. I ran the first time I got my pay, I ran all the way home. I couldn\u2019t afford to take the bus. I had no money. So I ran from Globe Street all the way to Tiverton. Run to show my mother all that money I was making.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, those were in the 1930s, that would have been around the 1930s.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> In the Depression. So, but Roosevelt came as a boost. What a difference from $6. And I used to work forty hours a week. You know? But, uh \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Do you remember what Fall River was like in those days?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What was it like?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I don\u2019t know, it was just you used to go down to the city with all the beautiful stores: McWhirr\u2019s, Cherry and Webb, Newbury\u2019s, and then the market in the corner. That is where all the poor people used to go and buy all their food. Hardly anything. The men used to buy a dozen eggs for twenty-five cents them days. You bought a pound of steak for twenty-five cents. And my mother couldn\u2019t afford to buy all that because we weren\u2019t working. But it just happened that the man who had the grocery store, he used to say, \u2018Mary, you buy it for the children because, and you pay a little bit by the week.\u2019 So every week my mother would give them whatever she had to give him. We went without. And we ate more, a lot, because my father used to go down to the water and get clams, quahogs, that\u2019s why I love seafood. My father used to bring home lobsters and walk up the hill at Hooper Street. The steep hill with two buckets of clams and what not. That was how we ate because we had no money. We had nothing. I never had anything for Christmas. I never owned a doll because we never had nothing. When we put our stockings up for Santa Claus, we used to, all we got was walnuts and Christmas candy. That was good, that was wonderful. But no gifts. That\u2019s it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Well, I am going to ask you to describe your home then. Did you live in your own home, or did you rent?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My family?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Yes, your family.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> We couldn\u2019t afford nothing. We couldn\u2019t afford a car, couldn\u2019t afford anything. Couldn\u2019t afford to eat, never mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you pay rent? Or did you have your own home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yes, $2, we worked in the Bourne Mills, in the Bourne Mills block for $4.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> $4 a week?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah. That was a lot of money then. We didn\u2019t have it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That was a lot of money.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> We didn\u2019t have it. Somehow my mother must\u2019ve managed. My mother was like me, a go-getter. She hold onto her money. She know what to do.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you have your own room in your house or did you have to share a room with your sister?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I had to do with my sister, and my brothers, it was three in a bed. And they were. My mother happened to have a big room with a little alcove or something and she had like a couch. Then one of my brothers sleep there. And the other two would sleep with my oldest brother. When they used to raise all kinds of cane.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> We kind of jumped a little bit to working. But I wanted to go back for a minute and ask you about going to school.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Tell me about going to school.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> What do you want to know?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> When did you start and what school did you go to?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I started, went to first grade. I must have been seven years old then. I went to Mount Hope Avenue School.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> And they used to call me Ester. I don\u2019t know if I should tell you this. They used to call me Ester, the moment I went to school, the teachers were calling everyone\u2019s names, you know. So they were calling my name, which is Hortense. And I never said anything. You know? And then she said again, \u2018Hortense Ribeiro.\u2019 I didn\u2019t answer. And then they said, \u2018That\u2019s you.\u2019 I said, \u2018No, that\u2019s not my name. My name is Ester.\u2019 She said, \u2018No, your name is Hortense.\u2019 No one ever told me my name was Hortense. They used to say it in Portuguese, but never told me in English that my name was Hortense. I always figured it was Ester. I was crying, I was, \u2018No, it\u2019s not, my name is Ester.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, does Hortense mean Ester?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No, Hortense in Portuguese.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What does it mean?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Hortense.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Just Hortense?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I don\u2019t know where my mother got that name. I told my mother, I will never forgive you for giving me that name. I still haven\u2019t forgiven her. I hate that name.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you speak Portuguese at home?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah, my father didn\u2019t understand English. So, we always had to talk Portuguese. When we used to talk English, my father would say, \u2018Hey, speak Portuguese so I know what you are talking about.\u2019 But after, he learned. And then he got to be an American citizen. My mother. My mother was smart, she went to school here. She come here at age nine. And she went to school. She had two brothers. I had two uncles. Manual and Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did they also work in the mills?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, we all worked, everybody worked in the Bourne Mill. And did you know that people used to work, I don\u2019t know if you know where Columbia Street is? And you know where the Bourne Mills is? You know those people used to walk from there, five o\u2019clock in the morning all the way to the Bourne Mill because they couldn\u2019t afford to take the bus.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> The bus or a trolley? Was it a trolley?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yes, there was a trolley that. And with us, too. All kinds of storm and mud, we all used to go to school the same way, they didn\u2019t cancel like before. You had to walk. Because we had no money to take the bus or trolley at the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Let\u2019s get back to the Mount Hope School. How many grades were in that school?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Four.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Four grades?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> And then I went to Hicks School. And Hicks School, I think it was until sixth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> When she went I think it was eighth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>NB:<\/strong> Sixth grade.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Did you quit from the Hicks School?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No, I quit school from Slade when I was fifteen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, this is the Hicks School on Hicks Street?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, I worked, I went right through there, then I went to Slade Street. But I never got around to the graduate. I never graduated from the eighth grade. Because as soon as my father, when we were old enough, my father would pull us out of the, to work. So I never had the chance to graduate. They wouldn\u2019t. My father said, \u2018You know you weren\u2019t born to go to school. Just to have children.\u2019 And then they had old fashioned ideas.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Yeah. So he was thinking that you were going to get married and have children.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, I didn\u2019t get married until I was twenty-five years old. And sometimes I forget. What was I going to say?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you have a lot of friends in school? A lot of girl friends?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah, the boys used to pick on me all the time. You know, I used to get up, the teacher used to tell me to come to the desk. And this guy\u2026 I could kill him even today. Every time I go by, he would put his foot out and I would go flying.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> He tripped?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> All the time. He always did that to me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Maybe he liked you. Think he liked you?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, he was trying. But I didn\u2019t like him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>NB:<\/strong> Who was it?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> And when I saw my husband, I met my husband when I was thirteen years old.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Where did you meet him?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Down at South Park. You know the South Park?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Yeah, I do.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> And I said to myself, \u2018That is the guy I am going to marry.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How did you know that?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I don\u2019t know, I just liked him. And then he never, I used to be with him and his friends. And he never said anything to me. He would just wave. And I\u2019d think, that guy is not going to ask me for a date. I will have to go ask him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That is kind of shocking, isn\u2019t it? I mean, to ask a guy?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I told you, when I make up my mind I want something, I used to go and get it. So finally I went looking for him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you know his family? Did you know who he was?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No, I didn\u2019t know. I just knew him, I liked him. That was it. And I told him, \u2018Hey, why don\u2019t you ask me for a date? Why don\u2019t you go out with me?\u2019 He says, \u2018I can\u2019t afford you.\u2019 The Depression. Nobody worked. He didn\u2019t. When he went out with me, he didn\u2019t even have a nickel to put me in the bus. But he was a poor thing. He had no mother or father. I said, \u2018Look. You go out for me, your luck is going to change.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Was he, how did he live, how was he living?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> He lived with his grandmother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> He lived with his grandmother?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> He used to go for handouts. Welfare. That is how everybody lived. But in my time, they didn\u2019t have that. So my father used to go hunting down the water for clams, quahogs, peeniewinkles. My mother used to make me sit down and do the peeniewinkles to keep me out of trouble. I was always in trouble.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I am going to ask you about dating your husband. Where did you go if he had no money?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> We would go for walks. We would go down to South Park. All the girlfriends and boyfriends went down the South Park. Where else could we go? And walk. We used to walk from my house all the way down, and he lived on Langley Street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Oh, wow, that is a long way.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> He used to walk.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did he meet your father and mother?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Finally, I brought him home one time. He had never had much to eat at home, so my mother used to feed him. My mother was nice, she would feed anybody that came to her house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What are your memories of going out with him? Was he able to take you to the movies or anything like that?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Well, yeah, no, I used to pay my own. You know, you go to Park Show, you pay ten cents to go in. Remember that? Ten cents to go to the Park Show. That was a lot of money. So I let him pay sometimes, other times I pay for him. And I felt sorry for him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I am going to go back a little bit.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Then he went back in the service, and he went in the service.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Oh he did?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh yeah, he was a National Guard. He was one of the first ones to go in. I was just going out with him then. Oh, then, before him, I was supposed to get, I got a few boyfriends, you know? I was going to get married. I had all my bridesmaids all picked out and I decided I didn\u2019t want to get married.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, could you save your money for the wedding?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> What money?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Well, from your job at the mill.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No one used to give me money. My mother never. She used to. We never got spending money in those days. We couldn\u2019t afford it. Then if I needed something she would buy it for me, you know? But as far as, my brother was thirty-five years old and he still wasn\u2019t getting any spending money.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So your income went to the house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Hmm?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Your salary, the income you made went into your father and mother?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My mother, I used to adore my mother. I used to tell my mother, she used to work so hard. I used to tell her, Ma, she never\u2026. She always had cotton dresses that were smocks. \u2018If I ever make money working, my first pay I am going to be for you to go out and buy yourself a nice dress.\u2019 I always said that, since I was a kid. I said that. So finally, when I went to work at Bourne Mills, I got my first pay. See, in them day, when my sister and my brother get their pay, they had to go and bring it to my father. The pays had to go to the father, you couldn\u2019t hold it. So, when I got my pay I didn\u2019t give it to him, I held onto it. But he never said anything. So, on his way home, we walked. My father says, \u2018Don\u2019t you have any intention of giving me your money?\u201d I said, \u2018No.\u2019 \u2018What do you mean, no?\u2019 I says, \u2018I promised Mom I was going to give her that for a dress, and that is what she is going to get.\u2019 But he didn\u2019t say anything. She brought a beautiful navy blue dress with chiffon sleeves, I was so proud of her. But I kept my promise.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, after that, did you have to turn your money in? You had to do. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"> <strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, that I had to do, but that first one was for my mother. I was always buying her things. I was always buying it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Your mother sewed her own clothes? And she made clothes?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> And that\u2019s one thing about the teachers, they used to love my mom. I used to, in them days, there were flares and pleated. I used to tell my mother how to make my dress. I used to tell her, \u2018I want it this way.\u2019 So, one day, a teacher said, \u2018Hortense, you always look so nice in your clothes.\u2019 She says. \u2018How do you do it? Who does your dresses?\u2019 I said, \u2018My mother.\u2019 She said, \u2018Oh, very nice,\u2019 she says. I says, \u2018I tell her how to make it. That\u2019s the way I want it.\u2019 They couldn\u2019t believe it. I was only fifth grade. Miss O\u2019Hearn? Remember Miss O\u2019Hearn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>NB:<\/strong> I remember Miss Phillips in first grade.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Fifth grade, Miss O\u2019Hearn, she was tough. Used to whack us around like nothing. Yup, used to whack us. Can\u2019t do that today.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"> <strong>JR:<\/strong> No, I don\u2019t think so. So, you did you learn to sew from your mother? Did she teach you how to sew?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> As much as I wanted to learn to sew, I could never learn. But yet, I learned to crochet. I did Afghans, I did bedspreads, I did everything, and yet I couldn\u2019t learn to sew. He\u2019s yawning, he\u2019s bored. I\u2019m only kidding.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you have chores around the house?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Have what?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you have to do your chores around the house?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Of course. My mother didn\u2019t have to tell me what to do.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What did you do?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I did house work. Sometimes I come home from work, my mother would be ironing, I would say, \u2018Mom, give me that iron,\u2019 and I would do all the ironing. I used to do it. You know, washed floors. We used to have stairs. I used to clean all those stairs. I used to do the beds, everything.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you have a washing machine?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No. Scrubbed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Scrubbing those clothes. How did you heat the house? How did you, was there a stove, a wood stove?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No, it was a wood stove when my mother lived in the Bourne Mill blocks. That was a wood stove. When we were kids. But when I was about fifteen, we moved onto State Avenue to this cottage, we had a heater.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, they had to chop the wood. They had to chop wood.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah, buy coal. My mother used to save all year for coal. They used to buy a ton of coal, and a ton was $45 them days. My mother had to save all, put aside every week some money to have the money to buy coal.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And did a ton of coal last the whole winter.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> We tried. We used a lot of wood. And that is how Mom used to cook on that and all. Although she had a gas stove, which she seldom used it when the stove was during the winter. And she used to cook the roasts. Use the oven, you roast it. And my mother was a good cook.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, she had favorites. Did you have to learn to cook with her?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah, but we didn\u2019t fit in the kitchen with her because the kitchen was small and she was a little chubby, and we didn\u2019t fit in there. Remember? She looked nice though, I was proud of her. I loved her so much. She weighed about two-hundred pounds. But she was tall. But she looked good. And she had nice arms. One time she tore her arm and I cried because her arms were so nice, and I couldn\u2019t see it. I was a softy when it was for my mother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What were some of her favorite recipes?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Chourico. We loved Chourico. And no matter what we cooked, there was Chourico in it. I don\u2019t know. But Chourico had to be in it. I used to love Chourico. That is what used to give it the taste.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And did she make her own bread?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yes, her own sweet bread. She used to knead it in a big pan and cover it and put it back on the stove, and it used to rise up from the heat. And she used to make sweet bread. She made biscuits. She used to make a sweet bread. She would make five. We each had a sweet bread. The five of us. My brother John, who was the oldest, so he got two. My sister was the next, she got two. And then me, and my two brothers, only got one. And we resented that. Because you wanted two like them, she would say, \u2018No.\u2019 And she would make the big ones. She had the big ones with the egg. They used to put eggs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You made those sweetbreads for Easter?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you cook like that for your family?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, not like my mother, but I cooked. I did pretty good. My husband didn\u2019t starve. He\u2019d eat anything because he never had anything, so no matter what I gave him, he ate.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I am going to ask you if you had a radio in those days.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yes. No, we had nothing. When we were in the Bourne Mills Block, we didn\u2019t even have electricity. There was no electricity. It was all \u2026 uh \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Kerosene. And my mother used to have a mirror in back of it and it gave a big light. You know? When you want to hear this one. So, one time I was in the Bourne Mill block, I was about six years old or seven. I tell my mother, \u2018I\u2019m hungry. I\u2019m going to have bread and butter.\u2019 That was all we could eat, bread and butter. We had nothing else. My mother said she was busy in the kitchen. So, Momma says, \u2018Wait a minute, when I get through with this I will give it to you.\u2019 So I opened the, at the time there was an old fashion ice box, it had the ice, where you put the ice or the water pan for the ice. And my mother had a big \u2026 uh \u2026 bowl with fish in it. A big one, not a small one, a big one, on top of the ice box. So I opened the door of the ice box and I put myself over it and swinging over it back and forth. My mother said, \u2018Get away from there. Don\u2019t do that.\u2019 \u2018No, I want bread, give me bread, Ma.\u2019 And I\u2019m swinging back and forth. All of a sudden, the ice box tips over, I escaped in time, or I would have been killed. There goes the fish slapping down on the floor. There we go all over the place. And I ran out. Oh, when I saw that, I ran out. My poor mother, she had to clean that up. So, after she got rid of it, she says, \u2018Hey Ester, come on, I will give you the bread now.\u2019 I said, \u2018No, never mind, Ma, I\u2019m not hungry.\u2019 And I didn\u2019t go, \u2018cause she would have killed me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, when you were growing up with your family, did you have any illnesses, any sicknesses or health care problems?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Everyone was healthy?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> The normal, um, the only thing we got was the measles. My mother had the three of us with the measles. My two younger brothers and I at the same time. My mother worked so hard. That\u2019s why I would have done anything for her. She had to take care of the three of us. That\u2019s the only sickness we had. Even now, I haven\u2019t, thank God at my age I have no cuts in my stomach, nothing. Thank God, no operations. Maybe I will get it after, but my body is like it always was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay, well, that sounds wonderful that there was a healthy family. There was a lot of sickness during the Depression, it was hard to pay for doctors. And your brothers and sisters, were they born at home? Or?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> They were all born at home. A lot of them, well, we had Dr. Lima, this guy my father used to work for, this Dr. Lima. Don\u2019t know if you ever heard of him? Dr. Lima. He was our doctor; he never charged. My father used to work for him in his garden. But he, we were lucky and we were never charged, you know?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So he was your mother\u2019s doctor?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Dr. Lima.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So I am going to go run back again now to the mills. You started working at the Bourne?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> When I was fifteen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And then how long did that last?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> That didn\u2019t last too long, because right after that the union butt in, wanted more money, and the union, the place wouldn\u2019t give it to them. So, they closed down the place, it was nine months. I\u2019ll never forget that. That was when I went to get the job, I worked in about seven or six different place.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Can you remember all of those places for us?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I got the names here, Firestone, pocketbook place\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Gamma Leather.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Keep going.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Gamma Leather, that was a pocketbook place.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Maplewood Yarn Mills. The Maplewood Yarn Mills.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yes, Maplewood Yarn Mills. That\u2019s the one near the Charlton, it is near the South Main Street, near the fire barn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> United Rayon, also on Griffin Street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I got it here.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> She worked for Raytheon in Dighton. You have Firestone?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I was lucky, I worked in Firestone. I was lucky.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Lyn Sportswear.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Bourne Mills, United Rayon, The Rag Mill, Firestone, pocketbook place, Lyn Sportswear, Raytheon, and Center Garment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> You worked there, you retired from Center Garment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh that\u2019s right. Yeah. Center Garment. That\u2019s a Jewish. That was the better place, that is where we used to make dresses especially for the President\u2019s wife.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Really? I never heard of that. Tell me more about that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No, that\u2019s all I know. I used to be an examiner, I used to examine the garments. I forget the, I know his name was Abe. He was so good.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Trieff.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Trieff, Abe Trieff. You ever heard of an Abe Trieff. And his son, what was his name?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Yeah, I haven\u2019t heard of, but Harvey, I think his son is Harvey.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, Harvey was the older one, the two brothers, Harvey and Nate were two brothers. And I uh, I uh, I um, I used to examine the material. They were very good to me. They were very, very good to me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, how about Firestone. That was a huge plant.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, I worked all over Firestone. I did pillows, I did everything. Well, there is a picture of me over there doing pillows.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I didn\u2019t know they did pillows.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> They had pillows, mattresses, my husband used to work there, too. Mattresses, everything. I started working upstairs in the spinning, I was spinning the threads for Firestone. I started \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I thought they were always involved in the war, doing gas masks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> During the war, they did gas masks. They had a department upstairs for gas masks. I wasn\u2019t working there then. This was after the war, I didn\u2019t have a job so I used to get my check, they used to give us money, then, you know? And they got me that job. That was the best thing they did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Oh, isn\u2019t that interesting. When you got there, to Firestone, did you have to get training to do this work? Did someone show you?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, they had to show you what to do, naturally. All my jobs were trained, even at the shops, the old shops. That is how I worked in all these places. Every time Firestone laid me off through the union \u2013 the union again \u2013 I had to go to get another job. That was how I found all these jobs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You paid into the union? Did you have to pay into the union?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I think I had to pay twenty-five a week. I think twenty-five a month, I think.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What union was that? What was the name of that union?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, I don\u2019t know.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> United Rubber Workers Union.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> United Rubber Workers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, that was Firestone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> The dress shops had a different union.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Ladies International Garment Workers Union.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> He remembers better than me. I can\u2019t remember.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Were you able to get a pension from those unions?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yes, I get very little. I only get thirty-some dollars from the union. Because I worked only ten years. You have to work there ten years. But see I never worked there long enough, because as soon as Firestone called me, I used to go back. And they used to tell me I was crazy to go back. The boss didn\u2019t want to let me go. They said, \u2018No, don\u2019t go.\u2019 I would say, \u2018Hey, that\u2019s money in the bank. I am going to go back there.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How long did you work at Firestone?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, over ten years.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Seventeen years.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So was there any pension from the Rubber Workers?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I got not much, but even if I am working, they wouldn\u2019t give it to me through my husband. But uh, I got the insurance. It would have been through my husband, too.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, you asked me about President Roosevelt. He brought in the Social Security. He brought in Social Security, too.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> He brought in a lot of things, God bless him. But that raise, that was a beautiful, I still can\u2019t get over it. I had hardly any money. And we worked the shops, and you make ten cents. Ninety cents an hour. Not even that. That is what we made a day in the union. I would make three or four dollars a week. And the shop, Lyn Sportswear, that\u2019s one of the first shops I worked in. Lyn Sportswear. But they were all nice, they were all good bosses. But Firestone, I had a job there, I had to clock and I had a certain amount. I always went in.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Was that piecework?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, I would always go over. And my boss would come and take it away. And the end he would say, \u2018God bless you.\u2019 \u2018Cause I always used to make more than I was supposed to. I was always a good worker. One time the big boss was watching me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I know, I was going to ask you too about all these jobs. Some of them were dangerous. Some of them may have been dangerous. Like at Firestone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> That was a men\u2019s job.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> A lot of chemicals down there?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> The jobs was mostly for men. Not for women. \u2018Cause I used to do a, I never had any rash or anything \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I\u2019m just looking at your niece there, and she is telling me that some of the work at Firestone was chemical.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>NB:<\/strong> Rash on your hands from Firestone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I don\u2019t remember. I can\u2019t remember. I know I did the pillows. I did the pillows, that\u2019s all I can remember. And I did the, upstairs, I did the thread. And then I worked for Mr. Boyer, on something else, I don\u2019t know. I worked almost every department.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Do you remember the salary there? What you were earning? And your husband?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Thirty-two dollars.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Thirty-two dollars a week. That was pretty good, wasn\u2019t it?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> We were rich. Um, what you call it, I can\u2019t think of it now. We had better times then, the Depression was over. So Roosevelt was there, it kept going up. That was the best paying place in the city.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, was your husband drafted? Did he go into World War II?\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah, I wasn\u2019t married to him then. He was in the National Guard and he joined the National Guard so he could have a little bit of money for himself. He had no money, and couldn\u2019t get any work from his past. His grandparents didn\u2019t have any money either. So he joined the National Guard so he could get some money. He would only get enough to buy things. I don\u2019t remember, I think it was thirty a month.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> I don\u2019t remember.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> He didn\u2019t make much. It was enough to keep him, you know, so naturally when the war started in \u201942, I think, \u201842 is when I got married. Before that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> He was due to be discharged from the National Guard in January, 1942. Of course, Pearl Harbor was a month before that. So he was interned for the duration.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, that didn\u2019t work out. He had to stay in the National Guard because war broke out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, he had to go. He was one of the first ones to go. He went to New York, he stood there for a while. Some place in New York, then from there they went overseas.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0 Do you remember where he went overseas?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, he went to Germany.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Germany, England, and France.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Germany, England and France.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That must have been very difficult for you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Well yeah, I missed him. There was nothing I could do. Then my two brothers went, and my three brothers went. My oldest brother was thirty-seven, and he went. And he hurt himself. He fell in Germany, he fell down some hill in Germany.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>NB:<\/strong> Italy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Italy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Italy, and he hurt himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Were they single at the time?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My oldest brother never married.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So you had three brothers in the war and your boyfriend at the time. That was \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Until 1945, the war was over.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And did they all come back? They all made it back to Fall River?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My husband wasn\u2019t the same when he came back. He was a sick man. They got the best of him. But he got over it. He was alright. My brother John was never the same. They never were the same when they came back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So during that time, you were always working at Firestone, or did you try the dress shops?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I was working at the dress shops. Firestone was after the war.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay. Now you went to Lyn Sportswear.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> That\u2019s the first one.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What kind of work did you do there?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Dresses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> On the sewing machine?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No, I didn\u2019t sew. I was an inspector.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay, because I know you kind of said \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No, I tried, I tried to sew. Imagine, I could crochet anything. And I couldn\u2019t learn it. I learned everything. No matter where I went. Even one time, I was at Firestone. I was doing something and this big boss come and was standing behind me, watching me. And after a while I never paid attention to him, I did my work. He says, \u2018You seem like you like your job.\u2019 I said, \u2018No, I don\u2019t.\u2019 He said, \u2018You seem like you are enjoying it.\u2019 I said, \u2018Well I have to do it. So I am doing it. It isn\u2019t because I like it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What did you really want to do? Did you ever have an idea on what you wanted to do?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> No, just happened some job I didn\u2019t care for. But I would do it the best I could. Some people used to mess everything up, not me. That is why they always liked me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How about Gamma Leather. What kind of work was done in Gamma Leather, a factory with pocketbooks?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Well, they made pocketbooks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> But you have to sew those, too. You have to sew.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I put them together, they used to sew them, I put them together from what I can think of now. It\u2019s been so long.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> I think you did the framing they do over there, once it was together you put the frame on, the metal frame.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Something like that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Let\u2019s move ahead to your family because you got married after the war.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0 That, I can tell you this about getting married. My husband was in the service.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> She got married in 1942.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My husband was in the service, so the war come out with something that every month our family would get a check. Every month you used to get a check. So it would be sent to wherever they wanted it to. So he told his grandmother, he says, he lived with his grandmother. And told his grandmother, \u2018Grandma, I am going to send a check to you, but you have to help me and save some of that money so I can get married.\u2019 She is like, \u2018Oh no, I can\u2019t do that.\u2019 So he said, \u2018Then I can\u2019t send you that check. \u2018Cause I am going to need it to get married when I come out.\u2019 So anyway, so he started to get on my back, you know, we should get married. I said, \u2018My mother doesn\u2019t want me to get married. My mother says I shouldn\u2019t get married while you\u2019re in the service because you might die.\u2019 Anyway, I got married without anyone knowing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Oh? In Fall River?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, at Lady of the Angels Church, my church. So I got married. Nobody knew. Just his sister. She stood up for my wedding, and one of his friends from the service. So, finally, my mother decided to, my mother was tough, finally my mother says, \u2018Alright, you can get married,\u2019 to my husband. \u2018And you two can marry.\u2019 My husband says, \u2018We are already married.\u2019 Do you know that she went to church and tried to have it annulled?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> No.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> The priest said, \u2018Hey, go home, they are married. Go home, forget about it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> But you were already of age.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I was twenty-five. My father never said a thing. But my mother never forgave my husband. But after, my husband was very good to her. You know? But it was a shock to her when she found out. So I said, \u2018You didn\u2019t want me to get married. So that was for the check to come to me.\u2019 And I used to get it, I used to put it in the bank.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> He was thinking of you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> He was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> He was thinking of you. It made sense. So then he went off to the war?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Then he went to Texas. He come back. Before he went to the war, overseas, he went to Texas. So I went and stayed there with him. What can I say about Texas? It was beautiful. I loved it. What did they say, a two-horse town? It used to have the sheriffs on horseback with their guns. Just like in the movies. Just like it. It was beautiful. They had mostly Protestant churches. But they finally made one church for us. So that was very good. I wanted to go to the regular church.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That\u2019s quite an adventure. Not a lot of girls went to Texas.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, my husband wanted to be with me, although I couldn\u2019t be with him. \u2018Cause he was in the camp and I was living with a couple. I still write to them. The couple I lived with.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That is a lovely story. Now, when did he come back from the war?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> 1945.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You stayed there?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I lived with my mother for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You lived in Fall River when he came back?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah. And did you know, when we got married, you know my mother wouldn\u2019t let him sleep with me? \u2018Home. You\u2019re not staying here. Get out, go home.\u2019 The poor guy used to have to leave.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I guess he was trying to get along. He was trying to get along with your mother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> He was soft. He was soft. I had a wonderful life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> When he came back from the war, you set up your home in Fall River.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I lived with my mother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And then when your husband came back, you had your home in Fall River?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I lived with my mother in Fall River in a cottage.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> They both lived with my grandmother for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> We lived right on the state line. Here is Fall River right on this side, and the other sidewalk was Tiverton.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I know where that is.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I lived there until I was put in an apartment up in the Common Fence Point. And then after I lived on Bradford Avenue. We moved. My mother cried so much because I was always with her, I took care of them, my mother and father. I took care of them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So tell me about your family. Did you have \u2013 when did you start your family? Do you have children?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> God, yeah. Got him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That\u2019s it?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Little rascal. He is one. I have a wonderful son, a beautiful son. He was born in \u201848.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> My husband come back in \u201845, and he was born in \u201848 because I didn\u2019t want kids. But my husband loved kids. Loved children, so I said, \u2018Okay.\u2019 So he says, \u2018I would love to have five,\u2019 and my husband, I loved him, I said I\u2019d do anything for him. So I said, \u2018Okay. We will have five, we will have this one first.\u2019 After we got this one, my husband said, \u2018Never mind, we don\u2019t want five. He\u2019s a rascal. Drives us nuts. Well, all kids are. He would say, \u2018Ma, I wanna do this.\u2019 \u2018Ma, I wanna.\u2019 \u2018Mom, wait, I only go two hands.\u2019 \u2018Okay, do that with one hand, do that with the other hand,\u2019 I said, \u2018I will fix you, you talk to me like that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So you were a disciplinarian? You were tough?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I had to be tough. But he\u2019s good. Look at that face. All kids are like that. They are all rascals.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay, and I don\u2019t know what to say there. Because he is standing right there. I am thinking about after the war, and then some of the years you spent before the war. Some of the big events that happened in Fall River, and I am thinking about the hurricane of 1938.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, what a year, about that hurricane. Let me tell you?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Yeah, I want to hear about that hurricane.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Someone asked me one time we went to a party, they said let\u2019s see who had the most, uh &#8230; exciting event of your life. I said, well, so each one, each one gave their version of what it was. They said, \u2018How about you, Ester?\u2019 I said, well, I used to work in United Rayon then on Globe Street. And I used to work with my girlfriend, so we come out of work, and I don\u2019t know if you ever heard of Shove Street. So we were walking and then it started to get windy, you know? So, in them days, our dresses were flared. So I told my girlfriend, \u2018Gee it\u2019s kind of windy.\u2019 It\u2019s so, my flare started to go up over my head and started rolling it in, and then it go up from the back, you know? So I started holding the front and the back, and the damn thing would still float, so I said, \u2018The hell with this,\u2019 and let it go. So the flare is going over my head. I had no slip on. I never wore slips them days. So up it goes. My girlfriend and I.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That was during the storm? The hurricane was on its way?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I didn\u2019t know it was a hurricane then, I just thought it was windy until I got home. I won the first prize. I was the best one they had.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Well, there was no weather men then. There were no weather man to tell you about the storm coming \u2013 there was a big fire in 1928.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah, it burnt the whole downtown.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Down in the Granite Block area. Do you remember that? Describe that?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> You could see it from my house. All that smoke and all that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> My father lived near there and witnessed that whole fire.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> There are a lot of pictures of that. So you retired from the Center Garment. What year did you retire?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I retired from Firestone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> No, Center Garment. That was the last job you had, Center Garment. You were a floor lady.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0 You were a floor lady at Center Garment. 1978.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Good thing you came. I thought it was Firestone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And that was a supervisory position if you were a floor lady. You were like a supervisor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, I was smart and I \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What were your duties as a floor lady?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Hmm?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What kind of work did you do as a floor lady?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I used to help with examining. I used to tell some of them what to do and not to do, you know?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You had to distribute the work?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah. And I used to, it was nice. That Abe. Abe what?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Trieff.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Trieff, that\u2019s it. Trieff. When I retired from that, I retired from there. He gave me a check of $100. Let me see. \u2018I hate to see you go, Ester.\u2019 I said, \u2018It\u2019s time for me to go.\u2019 \u2018Cause I used to work hard. You know, I used to take care of my father. And my brother, my oldest brother never married. He lived with my father. And he had arthritis in his hands. And his fingers were all twisted. Like this. Someone would have to come wash him and take care of him. He used to love me. He liked the snow when you used to clean the snow out of where they lived. I used to take care of them. So my father used to say, \u2018You know I took care of you, now you take care of me.\u2019 I said, \u2018That\u2019s right, Dad.\u2019 And I used to take care of them. My mother. I worked hard.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So you retired in 1978 and what have you been doing ever since? What kind of \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Raising hell.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I hear you are pretty active. I head you have a schedule. You have a lot of things that you do?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I worked at Center Garment and even there I worked \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> Senior Center.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Senior Center. I keep saying Center Gar \u2026 Senior Center.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Which one? Which center is that?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> In Tiverton.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> When did you learn to drive?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, I was living where I am now. So I never had a car. I never drove. My husband drove. He never had car in his life either. The first time when we got married, we bought a car. One time I was looking for him and I didn\u2019t see him. I said, \u2018Where in the heck is he?\u2019 I go in the garage, he is in the car. Just he had never had anything in his life. He was sitting there admiring the car. Never had anything. That\u2019s why I gave him anything he wanted. I used to let him have it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What kind of work did he do after the war?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> He never worked, he went to Firestone. No, he worked in the King Phillip Mill for a while. And then after somehow somebody, Firestone was hiring all the veterans, so I said, \u2018Why you don\u2019t go try working there?\u2019 because he wasn\u2019t happy in that other job. And that\u2019s how he got a job there. Me, I got a job by accident. I was working \u2026 I got laid off, and so they found me this job, at Firestone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So did your husband teach you to drive?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That must have been interesting.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I was ready to divorce him. But I went. It took a while, but I did it. It\u2019s a good thing, I needed it. Because I was asking other people, I would depend on other people to take me. Sometimes they would forget to pick me up. I would be waiting at the bottom of the hill and they would forget me. So he says, \u2018Honey,\u2019 he used to call me honey all the time, \u2018I\u2019ll get you a car.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So I am thinking about all the other things that came in after the war. Like television. Do you remember getting your first television?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Ah, yeah, my mother, Vov\u00f3, got one, too, huh?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> She did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Telephone, oh when we get the telephone, we didn\u2019t know what to do. We never had a telephone in our lives. And finally we had a telephone. We were living with my mother and was still single. We didn\u2019t know what to do with the telephone, then we got a radio. We had a radio when we were young. We had a radio. Because my brother and I used to get out of bed without my mother knowing, we would go in the parlor and listen to the radio without her knowing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And when did you get your television?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Well, I got it when I moved in, when I put up home I guess. When I was I\u2019m Bradford Avenue. You were born on Bradford Avenue. It was on Bradford Avenue.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>PA:<\/strong> 1949 to 1950.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What do you think about computers today?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> That\u2019s all you see now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That\u2019s all you see now. What do you think about those?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I think it\u2019s wonderful. And not only that, computers, kids six years old doing that. I can\u2019t get over it. I don\u2019t even know one button from another. And they know it. I feel like a jerk. The way they are so smart.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So what do you think is different today than years ago? If you were going to tell me about Fall River then and life today, what\u2019s different from those two periods of time?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Oh, I don\u2019t know. It\u2019s much nicer now than it was before.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That\u2019s right.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I hope I was a help.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I think it was very insightful.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Was it helpful?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> The working conditions in Fall River, and I know how important it was for you to help your family. And then you had a very interesting life. And you still are&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I had a beautiful life. I was a rascal. I used to drive my mother crazy. I was always climbing in trees. And every time she looked at me she wouldn\u2019t call me. She would be looking up, calling, \u2018Ester! Ester! Hortencia!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> We are going to end this now, and then I will let you know, later when we write this up, you can have a copy. And you will be able to read all about it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yeah, okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Thank you so much. Ester, I am going to call you Ester.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> Yes, I rather you did!<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>HA:<\/strong> I\u2019m tired, I never talk so much in my life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Me, too.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>NB:<\/strong> I wouldn\u2019t say that. I remember when you used to climb up door frames.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>FALL RIVER HISTORICAL SOCIETY Women at Work: An Oral History of Working-Class Women in Fall River, Massachusetts 1920-1970 Interview with Mrs. Manuel Amaral, n\u00e9e Hortencia \u201cEster\u201d Pacheco Ribeiro Interviewer: \u00a0(JR) Joyce B. Rodrigues Interviewee: \u00a0(HA) Mrs. Manuel Amaral, n\u00e9e Hortencia \u201cEster\u201d Pacheco Ribeiro\u00a0 Additional Commentary: \u00a0(PA) Paul J. Amaral, Hortencia\u2019s son \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 (NB) Norma Rose Brandt, Hortencia\u2019s niece Date of Interview: November 12, 2014 Location: Fall River Historical Society Transcriber: Deborah Mello Summary: Hortensia \u201cEster\u201d (Ribeiro) Amaral was born in Fall River on September 21, 1916. Her parents immigrated to the United States from the island of St. Michael in the Azores. They met in Fall River and were married at the Santo Christo Church (Senhor Santo Cristo dos Milagres), Columbia Street, in 1907. There were five children in the family. Hortensia had an older brother and sister and two younger brothers. The family lived in the south end of the city, close to the Tiverton, Rhode Island, line in mill housing: the Bourne blocks, owned by the Bourne Mills. The Ribeiro family \u2013 grandfather, father, mother, brothers and sisters \u2013 all worked in the Bourne Mills. Hortensia started working at the Bourne in 1931 at the age of fifteen. She left in 1932 to seek other employment after a strike that lasted nine months. Hortensia married in 1942 and had one son. Her brothers and husband all served in World War II. She was also the family caregiver to her parents and a bachelor brother. Her career took her to factories in Fall River: Bourne Mills, United Rayon Mills, Massasoit Manufacturing Company, Maplewood Yarn Mills, Lyn Sportswear, Firestone Rubber and Latex Products Company, Raytheon Company (Dighton, Massachusetts), Gamma Leather, Inc., and Center Garment Company, Inc. Hortensia retired in 1978 at the age of sixty-two after forty-seven years of employment. She is active in senior centers. Hortensia\u2019s century-long work and family life parallels Fall River\u2019s economic history from the decline of the textile industry through the transition to the garment and wartime industries, and finally postwar manufacturing. \u00a0 Note: This interview has been slightly edited for continuity and readability; in order to preserve the integrity of the conversation, the phraseology remains that of the interviewer and interviewee. Italicized information in square brackets has been added for the purposes of clarification and context. &nbsp; JR: This is an interview with Mrs. Manual Amaral. It is being conducted at the Fall River Historical Society on November 12, 2014. The purpose of the interview is to record and preserve the memories, reflections and thoughts of working women who have first-hand knowledge of working in Fall River from 1920 to about 1950. So I am going to start with Mrs. Amaral, and I am going to ask her to go back a little bit and tell me about her family. When were you born? HA: I was born September 21, 1916. JR: And where were you born? HA: Plymouth Street, the Bourne Blocks, the lower block that belonged to the Bourne Mill. They owned them blocks. JR: Okay, so you were born in the United States. HA: Yes, Fall River. JR: Wonderful. How about your parents? HA: My mother was born in Portugal and my father was born in Portugal. I have their marriage license if you want to see that. JR: And do you know where they were born, in what village or town? HA: My mother was born in the city, somewhere in the city. PA: Ponta Delgada JR: Oh, the Ponta Delgada. Your son is telling me Ponta Delgada. HA: It was in the city somewhere, I don\u2019t know. My father was a Lagoa, Azores. JR: And why do you think they immigrated? Did they ever tell you why they immigrated? HA: All I know is they got married. The year they got married here. So they, my father was twenty-one when he came here. My mother was already here with my grandfather. JR: Do you remember your grandfather? HA: Oh, yeah, he lived with us. JR: And your grandmother? HA: No, I never knew my grandmother. She, uh, they separated. JR: That was\u2026 HA: That was strange for them days, you know? JR: Now, were there other children in your family? HA: Yeah, five, three brothers and my sister and I. I was the middle one. Was my brother, my sister, were born first, then it was me, then my two brothers. JR: Now, did your parents work in the mills? HA: Yes, my father worked in the Bourne Mill. JR: Oh, the Bourne Mill? HA: My mother worked in a small Shove. Not sure if you ever heard of that. A mill right before you get to the Bourne Mill, right there on Shove Street, it was a mill there. Small Shove. Until she got her children. And then she never worked again. Then my father worked in the Bourne Mill. As a weaver. JR: As a weaver. What about your mother, what kind of work did she do? HA: She worked in the spinning room. JR: The spinning room. And your grandparents? You said \u2026 HA: My grandfather used to work upstairs, used to put some kind of a cotton in round cans, tall cans. I don\u2019t know what kind it was. JR: In the Bourne Mill? HA: Yeah, he worked upstairs. JR: And then you also worked in the Bourne Mill. HA: We all did. My brother was a weaver. My sister and I and my two brothers were fillin\u2019 carriers. They used to put the bobbins in the can where we used to put it. Yeah, yeah. And then, uh, I worked there until I was about fifteen. And then they went on strike. The union was always butting in, you know? So we went on strike, they were on strike, they were out for nine months. We were on strike for nine months. Nothing coming in. Nothing. 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