{"id":3564,"date":"2016-03-02T20:16:57","date_gmt":"2016-03-03T01:16:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lizzieborden.org\/WomenatWork\/?page_id=3564"},"modified":"2016-07-29T06:48:03","modified_gmt":"2016-07-29T11:48:03","slug":"marita-frances-harnett-unedited-transcript","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/fallriverhistorical.org\/WomenatWork\/marita-frances-harnett-unedited-transcript\/","title":{"rendered":"Marita Frances (Vokes) Harnett 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 Marita Frances Harnett,\u00a0<\/span><span class=\"s1\" style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">n\u00e9e<\/span><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"> Vokes<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Interviewer: \u00a0<strong>(JC)<\/strong> Joseph J. Conforti, Jr<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Interviewee: <strong>(MH)<\/strong> Mrs. Thomas Edward Harnett, n\u00e9e Marita Frances Vokes<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Additional Commentary: <strong>(GK)<\/strong> George D. Kelly, Fall River Historical Society<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 (AS)<\/strong> Ann Rockett-Sperling, Fall River Historical Society<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 (JR)<\/strong> Joyce B. Rodrigues, Fall River Historical Society<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Date of Interview: December 3, 2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Location: Catholic Memorial Home, Fall River, Massachusetts<\/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><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Marita (Vokes) Harnett was born in Lawrence, Massachusetts, on November 17, 1921.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Marita\u2019s story is rooted in the textile centers of Lawrence and Fall River. Her father, Reginald Vokes, immigrated to the United States from England in 1904 with his parents and sister. The family settled in Lawrence. Her paternal grandfather was a car inspector for the Boston and Maine railroad.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Marita\u2019s mother and maternal grandparents were born in New England of French-Canadian descent. The Latraverses lived in Lawrence and were operatives in a cotton mill. Her parents met and married while working in the mills in Lawrence.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Marita\u2019s husband\u2019s family, the Harnetts, emigrated from England to the United States in 1862. They lived in Fall River and occupied positions as weavers, mule spinners, doffers, loom fixers, and speeder-tenders in the city\u2019s booming textile industry.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Marita\u2019s father, as an enterprising young man, worked in retail, managing McLellan\u2019s, a 20th-century chain of five-and-dime stores. His work took the family to Maine, New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and finally to the two McLellan stores in Fall River. There were three children in the Vokes family: Marita the eldest, a younger brother, and a younger special-needs sister.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Marita\u2019s narrative describes her teen and young adult years in Fall River from 1935 to her marriage in 1942, a period from the height of the Great Depression to World War II.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>The impact of the New Deal<\/strong>. Reginald Vokes worked for the Works Progress Administration (WPA) in Fall River. He had been a Republican until the enactment of Social Security in 1935. From then on he voted as a Democrat for the rest of his life. He tried the restaurant business and finally settled in the 1940s and 1950s on managing a Sacony gas station and later owned an auto parts business.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>Life during the Great Depression.<\/strong> The Vokes family lived with both sets of grandparents in the same house. Marita recalls sharing meals with other families in their Orchard Street three-decker home, attending dish night at the Strand Theater, and competing for the title of Miss Fall River at the Empire Theatre in 1940.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Marita attended high school for two years (1935-37). She then worked alongside her mother operating a power stitching machine in the sewing factories of Fall River. Among the places her career took her to were: S &amp; S Manufacturing Company, Har-Lee Manufacturing Company, Kerr Thread Mills (aka American Thread Company), and Firestone Rubber and Latex Products Company.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">She married Thomas E. Harnett in 1942 and had one son and two daughters. After marriage, Marita worked as a waitress, as an office clerical, and a retail sales worker.<\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Note: This interview is unedited and transcribed verbatim from the original recording.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: This is an interview with Mrs. Marita Harnett. The interviewer is John Conforti at the Catholic Memorial Home, December 3, 2014. The purpose of this interview is to record and preserve the memories, reflections and thoughts of working women in Fall River during the time frame of 1920 and 1950. Mrs. Harnett, let\u2019s begin. Your name, your first name, Marita, very unusual. Can you tell me about it?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I\u2019ve got a long story about that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: You have? Tell us.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I wondered too where I got that name. Because I had nothing to do with it. When I was born, I was born at home, in the old days you know? A featherbed, I think. My grandmother\u2019s house, with my mother and father were living with their parents at the time. And the doctor\u2019s name was Nevins. Dr. Nevins delivered me. And my grandmother and mother were debating what to name this new baby, you know, me. And she happened to say to the doctor, \u2018What is your daughter called?\u2019 He says, \u2018Marita.\u2019 They decided there and then. That is how I got that name. So they stole it from the doctor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Interesting.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I had to live with it, and I\u2019ve got different pronunciations, but you said it correctly. I have had Maritta, Maratta, Marrita, all different versions of Marita.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: When and where were you born?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I was born in Lawrence, Massachusetts. 238 Farnham Street in North Lawrence, at 238 Farnham Street. Second floor tenement house. The landlady\u2019s name was Mrs. Svensco. I can\u2019t spell that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: That\u2019s okay. What year was that?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: 1921.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: 1921. Okay. Um. Your father worked in the Lawrence Mills? I\u2019m asking.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Well, as a young man I suppose he did. But, after he was married, he got into the retail as a manager. He worked from stock boy up to manager. I guess you must remember the five-and-ten-cent stores. Woolworth\u2019s, Newberry. Well, he was in charge of McLellen\u2019s in Fall River. And we traveled quite a bit because he must have been good with figures, my father, because when a chain store was in the red, they would say, \u2018Send Vokes,\u2019 my father\u2019s name. \u2018Send Vokes, he will get us in the black.\u2019 So we moved quite a bit. And the way I came to Fall River was through moving to Fall River from Gloversville, New York, 32 Spool Street, Gloversville New York. He was sent to govern a store on Main Street, at that time, called McLellen\u2019s. It was a five-and-ten. And we stayed here. My mother said, \u2018I\u2019m sick of moving every few years. I\u2019ve lived in Maine, New Jersey, New York.\u2019 I went to different schools so many times, but I always got by and passed. And uh, she said, \u2018I am sick of it, you know?\u2019 My mother, moving, \u2018I just get the window treatments all set in one house and then I have to go to another one, get all new drapes and curtains.\u2019 So we stayed in Fall River. And he started to try a business of his own. And that little menu I brought was one of the businesses he had. The date is on it. It\u2019s a menu of what they served. And they used to have a three-piece band Friday night, dancing, you know? And they served food, not big food, but French fries and pitchers of beer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: In what year did he begin this?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Let me see, that\u2019s \u201841. It must have been in \u201839. There\u2019s no. I know it\u2019s his.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: \u201839. Okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I think.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: The Depression was still on? Yes?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: So did the five-and \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes. I think I had just come out of high school, and uh, okay. My father said, \u2018Now, you have to help me out the weekend, it\u2019s a holiday, you know? And I need a girl to serve table.\u2019 I said, \u2018Oh, no, I can\u2019t do that, I want to go to Lincoln Park.\u2019 If you wanted\u00a0any news about Lincoln Park, I could stay here for a month talking. But we will forget about that right now. I said, \u2018No I don\u2019t.\u2019 He said, \u2018You can keep your tips and I will pay you the same as the other girls get.\u2019 \u2018Oh, well. Alright.\u2019 Well, I wasn\u2019t of the age to put down a pitcher of beer. So, I had to put down the food like French fries or potato chips or something like that. So, who do you think go the tips? The other girls, they were of age. And I would say, \u2018Oh,\u2019 and he said, \u2018You go home and make out the payroll and give yourself the same pay as the other girls. No tips though.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: So was this successful? \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: He had that for a few years and then he branched out. I\u2019m talking about my father, not myself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: We would like to hear about your father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: He had two, do you remember the Socony Gas, the flying red horse? You remember that, huh? He opened up, and leased two gas stations. One in the north and one of the east of Fall River. And my grand \u2026 and everyone took their grandparents in in\u00a0those days, there was no Social Security. I can remember two sets of grandparents in the house with us. So, my mother went to work, she had two people to cook and two grandmas\u00a0there to look after us. So, he opened two gas stations, leased two gas stations and, remember Socony red horse? Flying red horse. And he kept it open twenty-four hours. There was no other stations in Fall River that did that. So my grandfather worked the night shift, my father went in during the day. That was pretty good. And then he tried that. And that was pretty good, too. As I\u2019ve already told you about that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Did he, did he?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: And at the end, you may remember, I don\u2019t think you do, maybe you are too young. Before he retired, he, when the war came, my brother went to war, got the Purple Heart, by the way. My brother went to war and my father went to work at, was it Camp Devens? He worked nights as a bartender and days painting the barracks at Fort Devens. So, he was working two jobs. So I was free to work, so I worked two jobs. And we both, I did like my father. The second job just gave me enough money to pay room and board at home, and buy what I needed, and my first, the job at Firestone, paid bigger. My father and I didn\u2019t take our pay, we took it in War Bonds. So, when the war was over, we had a few bucks, you know? To start off, because there was a big Depression. So my father used his money and the G.I. Loan when my brother got out to start another business. And that was in Tiverton, Vokes Auto Parts.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: So that was the last business venture?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes, he retired from that. They did very well with that; they both went to Florida, except me. That\u2019s okay, I went down when they needed me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Your mother was a stay-at-home mom?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes, but she worked in the sweat shops. The power machines when we were younger and the grandmas were home. And I did, too.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: In Fall River?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: In Fall River. Now, you want to talk about where I worked?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Before we get there, let\u2019s talk about your family. How many children in the family?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Myself, my brother, and sister. Three. And my mother and father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Where was your place?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I was the eldest of three. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay. Can you tell us a little bit about your family origins?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes. My descent: my father was born in England and my mother was of a French descent. My grandparents on my mother\u2019s side were Canadian French. But my father was really English. He came over with his mother and father when he was four years old. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Alright.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: And I don\u2019t think he went more than the eighth grade. But he evidently was good with figures.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Your mom and dad came from different religious backgrounds?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes, they did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Tell me about it. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Well, my mother was a Catholic, brought up Catholic, staunch Catholic, I would say. My father was brought up Episcopalian. But when they went to be married, in the old days, the priest said, \u2018Well, you have to convert. Become a Catholic.\u2019 He said, \u2018No.\u2019 He says, \u2018Well, you can\u2019t be married in the church. I can marry you in the rectory. But you can have a nice church wedding if you convert,\u2019 in the old days. And my father said, \u2018No, I won\u2019t do that, because if something happens to my wife, and there&#8217;s\u00a0children, I would be forced to bring them up my way, that is all I know.\u2019 So that was his excuse. So they were married, not at the church, but in the rectory. It never caused any trouble in any way. But my mother became a luke warm Catholic.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: I see, okay. So, it was never a problem in the home?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Not until I got married and had children.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: You want to tell us about that?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Sure. In the old days, there was prejudice between the Catholics and the Episcopal. And I married a Catholic fella, his mother and father were Catholic, they were sort of staunch Catholics, never miss Mass, go to confession and all that. And I had two children, my boy and girl. And it came time to enter them into school; my mother in-law was whispering in my husband\u2019s ear, \u2018Make sure they go to St. Peter and Paul. You know they may end up at St. Luke\u2019s.\u2019 And I said, \u2018Well, I got to please them all, I have got to live in this house with all the Catholics, well, all right, and it won\u2019t do no harm.\u2019 I told the kids that if they ever say anything, those nuns say anything about the Episcopal faith, they are black Catholics or something, or black Christians. You don\u2019t take notice of that. I brought them up in the Catholic school, high school and all. It\u2019s come in handy. It\u2019s come in handy. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes. And you have been an Episcopalian? Or, you were brought up as a Catholic as well?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Luke warm, I went to both churches. I used to like to go to the evening Mass at the Episcopal Church because they all used to sing and I could sing. And the Catholic Church, I liked that too, because I had friends there. I was broadminded in that way.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Did you father have any political convictions? \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: He was a staunch Republican until Roosevelt brought in that Social Security. And he thought that was the best idea that ever happened. He turned and he voted Democrat the rest of his life.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay. You have any stories you would like to share with us about your brothers and sister?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: They were good kids. My brother went to war. He was a gunner. You know the planes that take off from the ships, and underneath there is a ball; he rode that turret, I think they call it, a turret. And he used, he used to shoot down the Japs. He got the Purple Heart though. And, uh \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: He survived the war?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes, thank God. His ship got hit one time. My father was down. I never saw my father down on his knees at his bed praying for his son. You know? It was the first time. My father was a good man. And the first time I actually saw him on his knees praying for his son. I remember those things so well, indelible in my mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: You were born in Lawrence. How long did you live in Lawrence?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I went to the first grade in Lawrence because my father had to been transferred to Maine for a chain store. And I was already enrolled in the school, so to finish out the year, I stayed with my grandparents. And my mother had a little boy, my brother; they took the baby because he needed more care. And I was safe with my grandparents. So, then we went, several places we lived. But I do remember when I came to Fall River, it was on Locust Street. You know Locust Street in Fall River?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Yeah.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: We lived in a tenement, I think it was 37. I could walk to the Dubuque School. I could walk from that down Locust Street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: That\u2019s my neighborhood.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh really? I can\u2019t remember the number on the house, but if I went on the street I could point it right out. I could see it all. So I went to the Dubuque School. At recess the kids liked to get me in the corner, because I still spoke with that New York accent. And they thought it was funny. They would say, \u2018Talk, talk.\u2019 Kids. Fourth grade. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Your father was very enterprising, so I imagine the family never suffered any real economic hardships.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yeah, when he was out of work. He worked for the WPA. Sure, he dug ditches. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Wow. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: We were poor.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: When the Depression was on. But that is what made him save all his money when he worked, knowing his son was going to come home from the war and there would be another Depression. We were on what they called food stamps today. But everyone was on stamps, if you remember, during that war. And you could only, I think three eggs a week. Something like that. And we used to stand in line on Main Street, Fall River, to get the butter from Kennedy\u2019s. It used to be in a bucket, and they used to cut the butter. And we stand in line. Do you remember that?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: My mom told me a lot of that. You are saying exactly what she experienced.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: And we had stamps. We had lots of money, mind you. But you couldn\u2019t buy anything. Everything, cigarettes, oh God, and everybody, all the guys smoked in those days. The women too. But I can remember that one cigarette you could buy, not that I did, Raleighs. You act as though you had them. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>AS:<\/strong> Marlboros.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yeah, and they sent all the good cigarettes; good cigarettes, there are none that are good. But the Chesterfields, Lucky Strikes all went over to our boys overseas. They got the best of everything and we had to, we didn\u2019t starve, but we had a lot of money. When the people didn\u2019t rob you, but you couldn\u2019t buy anything. And it, well, we didn\u2019t starve. Everything was rationed. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: What work was your father doing when the Depression began? 1929.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh, twenty-nine, he\u2019d be, 1929. I remember when he was a kid, and everybody went in the way back then. They went to work in the mills at fourteen, you know.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: So he wasn\u2019t working for the Five-and-Ten? \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Not then.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No, he must have been, what did you say, \u201829?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: \u201929.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I would be eight years old, that must be when he was starting and went to Maine. So I saw the first grade. You go to school about seven or eight.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Six and seven. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I\u2019m trying to clear that up in my mind. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes, did he lose his job with the Five-and-Ten?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No, he left of his own accord.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: He left of his own accord?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: My mother badgered him, I bet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: That was when he started his own, trying to get going in his own business. He was his own boss. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: What brought him to the WPA? He must have lost work?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Let me see. We were on Orchard Street, off Pleasant Street, Fall River.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Yes, I know where that is.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: You know where that is? \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Yes, I know exactly where that is.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Orchard Street, off Quarry. He worked for the WPA. It must have been before he got into that, before the Red Mill and before the gas stations. He worked, it was hard times then.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes, how long was he on the WPA?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I don\u2019t know, it wasn\u2019t a long time. I don\u2019t remember really.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Do you remember what he did? On the WPA\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: He dug ditches.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: He dug ditches?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: A lot of the men did. And remember we were keeping the old folks, too. Everybody had grandparents in their home. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: So you had to scrimp and save at home? Yes?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes, but we never felt hungry. I remember we used to, the neighbors were always brining in food. My grandmother sending food when she made a bunch she would send it upstairs. When the Italian lady would make her spaghetti, she would send a big bowl down to us. It was a different kind of life back then. You know? People were generous to each other. Everyone was in the same boat. And that was the way it was. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Fall River in those days was a collection of ethnic groups. And in some cases they didn\u2019t get along. But you are telling me in the Depression they pulled together. <\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh, absolutely. Absolutely. I can remember neighbors, Italian upstairs, French over there, oh yeah, they all pulled together. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: It was a different world than it is now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: So you have mentioned a few neighborhoods, Orchard Street. Is that where you were living during the Depression?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I was in the fifth grade. You know, that was when it was, my father was working on the WPA. Now I\u2019m trying to remember, was he out of work? Because I hadn\u2019t graduated from eighth grade yet. I went in the fifth grade. There is a Watson School up there? I think it\u2019s for handicap kids now? Is it? \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>AS<\/strong>: It\u2019s regular now.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Yeah, it is regular now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>AS:<\/strong> We used to go there for shop.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Actually, yeah, that\u2019s right. I went there to learn cooking and sewing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: So it is there.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>AS:<\/strong> It\u2019s on Eastern Avenue. We used to be near the Kerr Mill.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Absolutely, we had, we made our graduation gowns. Dotted white muslin. Yeah. And we would bake cupcakes. One day a week. And I would have to walk from Bedford Street to that school and be on time. You know? One day a week. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>AS:<\/strong> I remember that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Can you tell us what you saw on your walk to the Watson School?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: There was, it depends on what route you took. But Mark You.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Oh, Yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Mmm mmm.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>AS:<\/strong> Oh, yes. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Very good.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: And if you had a nickel you could go in there and get a, they wrap it in paper, French fries and take them out and eat them on the way.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: On the way to the Watson School?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Or on the way back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I remember.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Any other?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes, I can remember the Strand Theatre, where they would give you a dish if you go on a Wednesday with your girlfriend and your mother would say, \u2018Don\u2019t come home without the dish.\u2019 I still have pieces of that stoneware. Oh, I could give that to the Smithsonian. And I have other antiques, too. But, they end up in the trash.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Do you have any other memories of your school days in Fall River?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh sure. Sure.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Something you would like to share with us?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I\u2019m thinking, I\u2019m thinking. I remember in the eighth grade, making our own dresses, going up to the uh, the uh, what is that school I said, Watson?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I remember it took all year to make the dress. But you only had an hour a day and you were learning. I remember that and uh \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: How about your friends?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I had friends, yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: When you weren\u2019t in school, what did you do together?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Jacks. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Jacks?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Jump rope\u2014French style\u2014hide-and-seek. I liked to play. You know Potterville at all, in Somerset? You know that school? It\u2019s a day care center now, I think. Potterville School in Somerset. I think the handbars are still in the yard. I used to swing from them when I was in the fourth and fifth grade. See, we lived in Somerset for a short while, too. Center Street. You know? It\u2019s down the hill a little bit.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: You moved?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: There used to be a post office way down, you had to walk for your mail when I was a kid. Yeah. Maybe. I am wracking my brain, trying to think. Some memories, most memories are very vivid.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Your school days ended with \u2026\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: High school.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: You graduated from high school?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No, I didn\u2019t. I went to work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: After how many years of high school?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Two. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay. That was the norm in those days?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh yeah. Well, yeah, a lot of the girls had more than I had as far as dressing up. You know when you are that age, nice sweaters, and we weren\u2019t that poor. It was just teenagers got to want nice things. I went to work. That is when I started working on the power machines. With my mother. When they came within the working age, what was it, sixteen back then? You don\u2019t know. I don\u2019t know. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: I think so.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: I think it was sixteen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Well, summer vacations from school, Durfee, I used that vacation and go with my mother and we worked on the power machines. Side by side. And then I would go back to school. And the first power machine I ever, or the first job I ever had was in the summer vacation in the Five-and-Ten. All the girls worked the Five-and-Ten, right? Weekends, nights, and whatever in high school. And Woolworth\u2019s was one of them. Summer, and I was in the, first power machine I ran was in S &amp; S Manufacturing, power machine. I was a side joiner on ladies\u2019 dresses. Women didn\u2019t wear slacks in those days. They wore dresses. And I used to, the faster you go, the more money you could make. And you would have a wooden horse here and a wooden horse here. And the floor lady would put a pile to be done on this side. They had to be joined on the side. Tops were together. And then when you finish and throw them on there. When I think of it. That was the first power machine. Then the Har-Lee. Those buildings are still standing on Pleasant Street. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Is that the Durfee Mills?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: No?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Har-Lee, on Pleasant Street, I think they still stand. I did piecework, the collar and the hems. Had to\u00a0be fast.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: That was a big place. I heard that was a really big.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Har-Lee was big. Bigger than S &amp; S.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: I heard that. I heard it was two thousand employees there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Probably so. There was a lot. Yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Now, your mother was working side by side with you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Not in the Har-Lee, in the S &amp; S, the first one.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes. She went to work because of the Depression?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No, we needed the money.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: She always wanted to help.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: She wanted to?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: She had two grandmas in the house. It wasn\u2019t like she was neglecting us.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: She hadn\u2019t worked before then? \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Of course she worked when she was younger in the mills. In fact, she said&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes. Before she married?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes, before she married, she worked in the mills.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I can remember the stories they used to say. I would say, \u2018How did you meet dad?\u2019 She said, \u2018I hit him with a bobbin in the mill.\u2019 They were young. She must have thrown a bobbin at him. That\u2019s what I grew up with. And then, the Har-Lee piecework, a collar and hem maker. Then the Kerr Mill. Remember the Kerr Mill? It\u2019s down now, it\u2019s gone. Kerr Mill. I was a yarn inspector. And, uh, I worked in The Boston Store on Main Street. If you remember, coats and dresses? You are too young, you are all too young. It\u2019s nice to be young. The Boston, Mell\u2019s Jewelry on the corner. I worked in the office there. And I left that office job, to go to work for the War Effort. That was when I went to Firestone and left my pay into War Bonds and took my second job waiting tables for necessary things. Just necessary things. I lived at home with my mother and father, I wasn\u2019t married. And then, one of those pictures after my daughters were growing up, one was in Mt. St. Mary\u2019s, and one was in UMass Dartmouth. I was working to help out with the tuition. I worked as a waitress at White\u2019s. Aime LaFrance and Rita LaFrance. Yeah. I worked there for twelve years. I kept my tips.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Which job did you enjoy doing the most?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I liked retail. I loved waiting on people, I worked at Edgar\u2019s, the last job I had. Edgar\u2019s, everyone, you know, went to Edgar\u2019s. I could work in any department. Because I loved selling stuff. I don\u2019t like buying. I like saving.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: The power machines in the mill, were fun or not so much fun?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: They were all right. I knew nothing else at the time. They were all right. But I couldn\u2019t go as fast as some of those people.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: The supervisors treated you well?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh yes. I was friends with them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes, okay. Now, you were an attractive young lady then. And so the young men must have been, had their eye on you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh, come on. I used to like to go dancing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Where?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Lincoln Park. The Grand Ball Room. I liked to go dancing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Were there sailors there?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Huh?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Were there sailors there?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Sailors?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Sailors, from Newport.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: You\u2019re too young. No, they weren\u2019t in uniform when I was going to Lincoln Park.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay. So you would take a street car to Lincoln Park?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Sometimes the\u00a0trolley. The tracks are still there under the tar.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes, they are.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: And the bus. You would have to walk down from the Lafayette Street and Barnes Street. Does anyone know that area? Lafayette and Barn Street? We used to walk down to get the bus or the trolley, way down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: To take you to Westport?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: To Lincoln Park. And then when I married, we always took the children there all the time. And then my daughter worked there when she was in college, in the summer break. She worked there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: If you ever want to hear a story about Lincoln Park I have a book on it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: How did you meet your husband?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I\u2019m trying to remember now. Oh I think there were four of us, I was introduced to him by another girl.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: What did you find attractive about him?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I don\u2019t have to tell you that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: No, you don\u2019t.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: He was a redhead. An Irish redhead. But it wasn\u2019t that carrot red. It was gold and blond hair. Tall. Good looking.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: I didn\u2019t get your maiden name. What was it?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Vokes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Vokes spelled how?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: V-O-K-E-S.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: A lot of people say it\u2019s German, but I don\u2019t know about that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Gee, it\u2019s close.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: It\u2019s close?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Hm, have you looked into your ancestry? Do you have any Germans in your family tree?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I never looked into that. I never looked into that, my dear.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay, alright. How long did you date your husband before you got married?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I don\u2019t think about those things. I don\u2019t know. Not years and years. But I don\u2019t remember exactly. During the war.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Marita, we are going to just stop for a minute. Because this young man wants to take your picture.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: The lunches at the mill. When you worked at the mill, what did you do for lunch? You carried it?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: From home. On Friday, when you got paid, sandwich, piece of fruit. You know, you could buy a drink. I remember with my mother, way back, she used to buy me a bottle of coffee milk. Both of us have a coffee milk with our lunch. We would bring it from home. And on Friday when you get paid. If you had time you would sneak out to buy something, and sit in a restaurant and eat. When you had a bit of money. We used to bring our pays home, too. And hand them over to Daddy. You remember that?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: You were given spending money?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh, yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Yes, what did you do with the spending money?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Saved it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: That\u2019s not what girls today do.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I know.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: What year were you married?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh, I don\u2019t know. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Was it before the war?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: During the war?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Just after when the war was ending.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: 1945?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Around, maybe a little later. I don\u2019t remember that one exactly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay. Do you remember when your first child was born?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No. I don\u2019t. He died at fifty. Heart attack. My son. He went like that. He was with me the night before, he had a good job with the state. He had married, a home in Somerset, Chace Street. You know Chace Street? Had two children. I\u2019m a great grandmother you know, twice. And he came, he used to come. He worked for the state, a correction officer. And he had a heart attack. I\u2019m getting twisted. He was in the service. I\u2019m trying to think. He was in the service. Then he got married. They had the family. I think he had his first heart attack and he had, the state didn\u2019t want him back because he was afraid it would fall back on them. You know how it is. So he retired from the state and he got a job in Taunton at GTE. You know what I\u2019m talking about? GTE, Corrections Guard, I guess you would call it there. And he worked there and he used to, on his, they would call me up at night. He was on second shift, I guess. Just to say, \u2018It\u2019s just me,\u2019 I say, \u2018What? Is it very important, I wait for this call?\u2019 He says, \u2018I will stop by before I go to Somerset.\u2019 I said, \u2018Sure,\u2019 and I always had something ready for him to eat. In the summer, we would sit outside on the swing, and he would have his sandwich, drink of tea or something, and then give me a big kiss and smile and say, \u2018See you tomorrow night, Ma.\u2019 And he would head off. He\u2019d head off to Somerset. The next morning I got up and I was sitting at the table having my cup of tea, and my young Christine was there. And my other daughter, Katherine Mary, was there. And I said, \u2018What are you two doing? What are you all dolled up for?\u2019 The window was open, and Katherine Mary had a boyfriend, he was sitting outside, the windows were open, on the swing. I said, \u2018Aren\u2019t you in school?\u2019 She was a teacher in Warren. And I said, \u2018Chris, why are you here? What are you all dolled up for?\u2019 And they didn\u2019t answer me. You know? I said, \u2018Bob has had another heart attack.\u2019 They didn\u2019t answer me. I said, \u2018Oh my God, he\u2019s dead.\u2019 They had been to St Anne\u2019s, the ticket on his toe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: No matter what the age, you never get over losing a child.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: That is what the priest said to me. He put his hands like that, said, \u2018No mother should bury her child.\u2019 I lost my other girl, too. I lost Katherine Mary, the teacher. Katherine Mary, she taught school for thirty-five years in Rhode Island. She retired. And she didn\u2019t like retirement. She had an apartment over there. She has a boyfriend in Bristol. Just a few minutes away. But they never lived together. But they went together for a long time. They kept company. In fact, to this day, he is my best friend. She\u2019s been gone three years. He handles my affairs. But anyway, uh, she retired and she didn\u2019t like it. She got a phone call one day over there in Warren, and she said, \u2018This is Ms. Burke, principal of St. Peter and Paul School in Fall River.\u2019 She says, \u2018I had a look at your resume. I know you retired, but do you think, it\u2019s the first day of school and all the kids have come in, and the first graders are all here, but the teacher that signed the contract didn\u2019t show. My Katherine says, \u2018You are in a pickle.\u2019 She says she wonders if you will come over for one day while I get on the phone and get someone. \u2018Oh,\u2019 she says, \u2018I\u2019ll be right over,\u2019 tickled to death to go. She stayed for ten years. At St. Peter and Paul\u2019s. She got two pensions.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Good for her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes, she loved it. And it\u2019s right near where I lived. My house up there in the Maplewood area. St. Paul\u2019s wasn\u2019t that far. So I said, \u2018You know, why go back and forth to the apartment? Bring some clothes here and live here five days and go home on the weekend to go out with your friends.\u2019 She had a lot of friends in Rhode Island. And her boyfriend was in Bristol. So she did that. Now today, some of her clothes I am wearing because my other daughter has had a stroke. Kathy died. Bob died. My husband died. Bob died. Katherine Mary died. And I have Christine at home. She has had a stroke. And when I tell her to bring me some clothes, she just opens the closet and takes anything. And it\u2019s Kathy\u2019s scarf. And it\u2019s got children in the school bus on it. It\u2019s Kathy\u2019s. I never would have worn it. They told me to put something bright on. It\u2019s got kids. And school bus. Look. Children.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: When your children were young. Were you a working mother?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I worked part-time most of the time. Because I had an eight room house, and the three kids, and a husband. You know, I was kind of particular about my home, too.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: What would you say was most satisfying and most difficult about those years?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh. You won\u2019t print it? No, I won\u2019t say it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Okay. Alright. Your children were well behaved? They didn\u2019t give you much trouble?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Absolutely, not a bit. Once my son hid a six pack of beer under the lilac bush in the yard. He was only a teenager. And I found it. And I said to my husband, \u2018Look at this. That darn kid. Him and the boys must have got it somehow. And hid it under the lilac bush.\u2019 He said, \u2018That\u2019s good, I like that, bring it in. Put it in the fridge.\u2019 And he enjoyed it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: We seem to have passed over the Miss Fall River story.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh, that is so long ago, who is going to believe that baloney. I was second runner-up. My daughters always said don\u2019t talk about it. I\u2019m an old lady with two great-grandchildren. Don\u2019t say that. It spreads like wild fire up here. They have nothing else to talk about anyway.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Who persuaded you to?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Nobody. Did you know Rose Boulas?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: She was in it with me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: She is dynamic.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh, absolutely, she brought all these east end up on Pleasant Street, Quequechan Street. She brought the whole gang with her. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>AS:<\/strong> She used to ride her bike to work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Yes, she did and then she \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Very vivacious. Very vivacious.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Remember her, uh, her shop on Main Street?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Klose For Rose. Spelt with a K. Klose For Rose. Or something like that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: She pushed you into the competition?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Oh, no, but she was in there. I thought she would come out first. I don\u2019t remember who came out first. But every time I went to the movie way back then, you guys are too young, there was a William Canning. The Avenue. William Canning Boulevard is named for that man. Well, he was in charge of the Empire Theatre. Remember the Empire Theatre?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Yes, I do, I do.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: We had the Durfee, the Empire, and the Capitol, the Plaza, and the big Bijou way down and the Strand up the Flint. Where they gave the dishes. Yeah, well he was in charge at that time. And he wanted me to go to Atlantic City. And my father said \u2026\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Of course, way back then, you don\u2019t know William Canning was.\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">He was mad at something to do with the theatres, and my father said, \u2018Oh, no, no, no, the wolves will get you.\u2019 Imagine that. The silly things you do and say when you are young like that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: He was very protective of his little girl.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: So what was the competition like?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Well, it was in the Empire Theatre, and the seats were like they were for the movies. But they run a\u00a0walkway over the seats around to up the aisle. The stage was here, and they had a runway that way. Yeah. But I didn\u2019t tell anybody. Only my father said to my mother, \u2018You and her friend, you go. Be in the audience. At least she will have someone.\u2019 Because I didn\u2019t tell anybody.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: What did you wear?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I wore a bathing suit.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>AS:<\/strong> You had a bathing suit?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Not a bikini. I remember I bought it at McWhirr\u2019s. It was a Black Jantzen. The one that had the red swimmer on the logo. They were good. I think I got it in Cherry\u2019s or McWhirr\u2019s. High heels, black patent leather high heels. No makeup, and I had brown hair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>AS:<\/strong> Did they have a talent competition?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Good thing they didn\u2019t.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Do you have any other memories that you would like to share with us about those years?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No. When I got married, I had three children. I raised them best I knew how. They all turned out good, only I lost them young. I have one girl, well she is a woman now, and she\u2019s had a stroke, that\u2019s a worry. But she comes to visit me. She can\u2019t drive anymore. That is a killer. You know? And she can\u2019t work. She has a Bachelor of Fine Arts. And uh, she doesn\u2019t pursue her art anymore. But she is coming for Christmas here. For dinner. I had to plan early here, you know? And uh, she said, \u2018Yes, I will.\u2019 I asked her for Thanksgiving, and then I found out she had an invitation from her. Do you remember Lincoln Park? Everybody does. Well, some cousins on my husband\u2019s side used to manage that park, it\u2019s gone now, I know. The McConnell family. Slim and Shirley McConnell used to manage Lincoln Park. Of course when Chris was in high school she worked there on summer vacation, and college too, I think. Yeah, she won a scholarship from that. I haven\u2019t shut up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>Unidentified female:<\/strong> Oh good.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I never had such an audience. That\u2019s why I have to talk to myself when I\u2019m in my room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: I hope we are not tiring you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I must be tiring you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: You are not tiring me at all. This interview, you have had an interesting life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Well, I never thought of it that way. But it\u2019s normal.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: What would you say was the most satisfying thing you\u2019ve done in life?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: I\u2019m not finished yet!<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: So there is something yet to come?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Yes, but I can\u2019t tell you.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Do you have any regrets?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: No, I haven\u2019t. I wonder about a lot of thing: why, how, how come?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Unless the ladies have another question, I think we may be through.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR<\/strong>: Very interesting<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>MH<\/strong>: Any more questions?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JC<\/strong>: Mrs. Harnett, we thank you very much for sharing your stories, your life story with us.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/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 Marita Frances Harnett,\u00a0n\u00e9e Vokes Interviewer: \u00a0(JC) Joseph J. Conforti, Jr Interviewee: (MH) Mrs. Thomas Edward Harnett, n\u00e9e Marita Frances Vokes Additional Commentary: (GK) George D. Kelly, Fall River Historical Society \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 (AS) Ann Rockett-Sperling, Fall River Historical Society \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 (JR) Joyce B. Rodrigues, Fall River Historical Society Date of Interview: December 3, 2014 Location: Catholic Memorial Home, Fall River, Massachusetts Transcriber: Deborah Mello Summary: Marita (Vokes) Harnett was born in Lawrence, Massachusetts, on November 17, 1921. Marita\u2019s story is rooted in the textile centers of Lawrence and Fall River. Her father, Reginald Vokes, immigrated to the United States from England in 1904 with his parents and sister. The family settled in Lawrence. Her paternal grandfather was a car inspector for the Boston and Maine railroad. Marita\u2019s mother and maternal grandparents were born in New England of French-Canadian descent. The Latraverses lived in Lawrence and were operatives in a cotton mill. Her parents met and married while working in the mills in Lawrence. Marita\u2019s husband\u2019s family, the Harnetts, emigrated from England to the United States in 1862. They lived in Fall River and occupied positions as weavers, mule spinners, doffers, loom fixers, and speeder-tenders in the city\u2019s booming textile industry. Marita\u2019s father, as an enterprising young man, worked in retail, managing McLellan\u2019s, a 20th-century chain of five-and-dime stores. His work took the family to Maine, New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and finally to the two McLellan stores in Fall River. There were three children in the Vokes family: Marita the eldest, a younger brother, and a younger special-needs sister. Marita\u2019s narrative describes her teen and young adult years in Fall River from 1935 to her marriage in 1942, a period from the height of the Great Depression to World War II. The impact of the New Deal. Reginald Vokes worked for the Works Progress Administration (WPA) in Fall River. He had been a Republican until the enactment of Social Security in 1935. From then on he voted as a Democrat for the rest of his life. He tried the restaurant business and finally settled in the 1940s and 1950s on managing a Sacony gas station and later owned an auto parts business. Life during the Great Depression. The Vokes family lived with both sets of grandparents in the same house. Marita recalls sharing meals with other families in their Orchard Street three-decker home, attending dish night at the Strand Theater, and competing for the title of Miss Fall River at the Empire Theatre in 1940. Marita attended high school for two years (1935-37). She then worked alongside her mother operating a power stitching machine in the sewing factories of Fall River. Among the places her career took her to were: S &amp; S Manufacturing Company, Har-Lee Manufacturing Company, Kerr Thread Mills (aka American Thread Company), and Firestone Rubber and Latex Products Company. She married Thomas E. Harnett in 1942 and had one son and two daughters. After marriage, Marita worked as a waitress, as an office clerical, and a retail sales worker. Note: This interview is unedited and transcribed verbatim from the original recording. JC: This is an interview with Mrs. Marita Harnett. The interviewer is John Conforti at the Catholic Memorial Home, December 3, 2014. The purpose of this interview is to record and preserve the memories, reflections and thoughts of working women in Fall River during the time frame of 1920 and 1950. Mrs. Harnett, let\u2019s begin. Your name, your first name, Marita, very unusual. Can you tell me about it? MH: I\u2019ve got a long story about that. JC: You have? Tell us. MH: I wondered too where I got that name. Because I had nothing to do with it. When I was born, I was born at home, in the old days you know? A featherbed, I think. My grandmother\u2019s house, with my mother and father were living with their parents at the time. And the doctor\u2019s name was Nevins. Dr. Nevins delivered me. And my grandmother and mother were debating what to name this new baby, you know, me. And she happened to say to the doctor, \u2018What is your daughter called?\u2019 He says, \u2018Marita.\u2019 They decided there and then. That is how I got that name. So they stole it from the doctor. JR: Interesting. MH: I had to live with it, and I\u2019ve got different pronunciations, but you said it correctly. I have had Maritta, Maratta, Marrita, all different versions of Marita. JC: When and where were you born? MH: I was born in Lawrence, Massachusetts. 238 Farnham Street in North Lawrence, at 238 Farnham Street. Second floor tenement house. The landlady\u2019s name was Mrs. Svensco. I can\u2019t spell that. JC: That\u2019s okay. What year was that? MH: 1921. JC: 1921. Okay. Um. Your father worked in the Lawrence Mills? I\u2019m asking. MH: Well, as a young man I suppose he did. But, after he was married, he got into the retail as a manager. He worked from stock boy up to manager. I guess you must remember the five-and-ten-cent stores. Woolworth\u2019s, Newberry. Well, he was in charge of McLellen\u2019s in Fall River. And we traveled quite a bit because he must have been good with figures, my father, because when a chain store was in the red, they would say, \u2018Send Vokes,\u2019 my father\u2019s name. \u2018Send Vokes, he will get us in the black.\u2019 So we moved quite a bit. And the way I came to Fall River was through moving to Fall River from Gloversville, New York, 32 Spool Street, Gloversville New York. He was sent to govern a store on Main Street, at that time, called McLellen\u2019s. It was a five-and-ten. And we stayed here. 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