{"id":4248,"date":"2016-06-07T07:53:23","date_gmt":"2016-06-07T12:53:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lizzieborden.org\/WomenatWork\/?page_id=4248"},"modified":"2016-07-26T10:34:59","modified_gmt":"2016-07-26T15:34:59","slug":"delores-almeida-unedited-transcript","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/fallriverhistorical.org\/WomenatWork\/delores-almeida-unedited-transcript\/","title":{"rendered":"Delores (Silvia) Almeida 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>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Interview with Mrs. James Francis Almeida, Jr., n\u00e9e Delores Silvia<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Interviewer: (<strong>JR<\/strong>) Joyce Rodrigues<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Interviewee: (<strong>DA<\/strong>) Mrs. James Francis Almeida, Jr., n\u00e9e Dolores Silvia<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Date of Interview: June 10, 2015<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Location: Somerset Ridge Center, Somerset, Massachusetts<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\">Transcriber: Deborah Mello<\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><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; color: #000000;\">Delores (Silvia) Almeida was born in Fall River, Massachusetts, on October 18, 1937. She came of age at the height of her native city\u2019s garment manufacturing period. She graduated in 1953 from eighth grade at the Susan B. Wixon Elementary School, and like her sister and brothers before her, immediately went to work to contribute to the household.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\"><strong>Work Experience<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">Fall River factory work was plentiful and jobs were readily available in the 1950s and 1960s. As an example, there were 101 factories listed in the 1951 edition of the <em>Directory of Massachusetts Manufacturers\u2019<\/em>, which lists companies employing fifty or more production workers. These jobs were diverse and included the manufacturing of curtains, ladies dresses, men\u2019s shirts, children\u2019s wear, luggage, loose-leaf binders, and lighting fixtures.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">Delores\u2019 career took her to:<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify; padding-left: 60px;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">&#8211; Pleasant Curtain Company, 237 Pleasant Street<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\"> &#8211; Atlas Manufacturing (curtain) Company, 288 Plymouth Avenue<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\"> &#8211; K &amp; G Manufacturing Company, Inc. (ladies dresses),\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">187 Pleasant Street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">By the late 1960s and throughout the 1970s, American factory and garment workers were facing growing overseas competition. Commenting on this period, Delores notes the impact of this development on the local economy:<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify; padding-left: 60px;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">\u201c\u2026 There [were] so many factories in Fall River\u2026They are all gone. All [the] shops are gone.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">Like the textile decline in the 1920s, Fall River in the last quarter\u00a0of the twentieth century would once again face economic instability and the prospect of an uncertain future.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\"><strong>Family Life<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">Delores is a second-generation Portuguese-American. Her grandparents immigrated to the United States from the island of St. Michael in the Azores; her father and mother were born in the United States in 1896 and 1909 respectively.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">Delores was brought up on a farm. Her father worked as a farm manager for a family in Swansea, Massachusetts, and for the George Magan family in Tiverton, Rhode Island. She was brought up \u201cold-fashioned.\u201d Her father\u2019s job on the Magan farm came with a rent-free house and fresh milk every day.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">The family eventually moved to Fall River. \u201cMy father always worked on the farm, and then, when the farms started fading away, he went to work at the Truesdale Hospital [1820 Highland Avenue] helping out in the kitchen.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">Delores started working at the age of sixteen, and retired at age sixty-two with a pension from Social Security and with no pension from the ILGWU-UNITE union because she did not have enough years.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">Delores met and married James Francis Almeida, Jr., \u201c\u2026 the boy across the street\u201d; Their wedding was at the Santo Christo Church (Senhor Santo Cristo dos Milagres) on Columbia Street, on May 30, 1956. The couple had three children.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000;\">After retirement, Delores took care of her grandchildren and today is active as the president of a senior residents\u2019 council.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;\"><em>Note: This interview is unedited and transcribed verbatim from the original recording.<\/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 June 10, 2015. We are at Somerset Ridge and this is Delores Almeida who we are interviewing today. And the interviewer is Joyce Rodrigues. So we are going to get started. Let\u2019s get started. Okay, Delores, I heard a lot about you, and I gave Ann Marie some questions and we wanted to start with the family background. Tell me about your family; tell me about your parents and grandparents.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My parents, my grandparents were born in the Old Country in Portugal.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You mean the Azores?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> The Azores \u2013 and my mother and father were born here in the United States. And I learned Portuguese through my grandparents, who couldn\u2019t speak a word of English, so that is how come I can now speak both languages. My mother and father spoke English; they spoke the two languages.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And when did the grandparents come to the United States?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I don\u2019t know, it was way before I was born \u2013 way before that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did they work in Fall River when they came here?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My grandfather did. He worked at the \u2013 at the cotton mill in Fall River, the mill that was Arlan\u2019s on Rodman Street. He worked in that cotton mill. I remember taking the cotton off his whiskers in the morning. My grandmother was a stay-at-home wife; she stood home taking care of us.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I think that was the Borden Mill, wasn\u2019t it?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I think so.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And how many children did they have?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My grandmother only had my mother and my aunt. And they \u2013 my aunt came to this country she was twelve years old. But, my grandparents had to leave her behind so they could come to this country and try to make a life. So, once they got their lives situated, they sent for her, and then, in the meantime, my mother was born here.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay, and tell me about your mother and your father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I had a wonderful mother and father. They were very good, and I was brought up old-fashioned, you know, they took good care of us. My father worked, my mother tried working, but then we were always sick so she stood home to take care of us, you know, always with a cold or something like that. But, uh, other than that, my father was the breadwinner of the house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And where did your father work?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My father worked on the farm. He did farm work \u2013 milking cows, cultivating the land, and all of that. Back then, when we got a job, the house came with the job. You didn\u2019t pay any rent because that came with the job. And the milk came with the job. So, we had fresh milk every morning, right from the cow to the house. My father would bring the pail and my mother had another kind of a pail to put it in to keep it in the refrigerator.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Where was this farm?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> The farm was in Tiverton, Nanaquaket Road, George Magan we lived there. It was a nice house. Very nice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> This is the first time I\u2019m hearing about that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Oh yeah, my father worked for him for a long time \u2013 for years. In fact, I used to go with Mr. Magan\u2019s cousin; we would go collecting the money for the milk every Saturday morning, because people would, they\u2019d have their customers, and at the end of the week, on the Saturday, we would go collect the money for the milk they delivered all week.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, did you get involved in the farm? Did you work on the farm?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, no, we didn\u2019t work on the farm. My father did the work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And the house was there. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"> <strong>DA:<\/strong> The house was there \u2013 I don\u2019t know if it\u2019s still there now. But there was a fire on Nanaquaket Road so I don\u2019t know if it was Mr. Magan\u2019s house that went down. We had like a two-tenement house and we lived on the second floor. Very nice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How many children were there at the time?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> There was only myself and my sister. My two brothers were married, so they were on their own, doing their own lives. But we would see them on weekends, and we go have a nice get together on a weekend. My mother would do the cooking and we would all have lunch together.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, were you born in Tiverton?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, I was born in Fall River.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, at the time, where were you living in Fall River when you were born?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Well, my father and my mother were living in Swansea. Before Mr. Magan, there was another farmer that he worked for, and then he took them to be my god-parents; they became good friends. His name was Michael Massa \u2013 that\u2019s who he worked for.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Ok, I am going to write that down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> The one that I \u2013 was Michael Massa who became my godparents.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And Mr. Magan.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> And Mr. Mcgan, Mr. George Mcgan was on Nanaquaket Road in Tiverton, Rhode Island.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So those were the two farms.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Those are the two farms that I can remember. My father always worked on the farm, and then, when the \u2013 when the farms started fading away, then he went to work at the Truesdale Hospital, helping out in the kitchen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, he was always working.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My father was a good worker. He was a good breadwinner. He never wanted my mother to work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did he ever tell you stories about the Depression?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, they never did. We never did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I know times were tough.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yeah, those times were tough, but they never told us anything about that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So you grew up with a sister and two brothers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you have your own room?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, I shared a bed with my sister. We shared our room, we both slept in the same bed \u2013 no separate beds back then. It was a little house, it was only a little apartment, you know, when we came to the city. But even on the farm, we had a \u2013 we both slept in the same bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, how did you get along?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> We got along good. She was cranky sometimes but, you know, just like siblings do, but we loved one another.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Same thing today.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, we loved one another.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now did you go to school in Tiverton, or was it in Swansea?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I went to school in Tiverton and I went to school in, um, oh, Fort Barton School in Tiverton, when we lived on Mr. Magan\u2019s house. In Swansea, I don\u2019t know, because that was \u2013 I was born in Fall River and my mother was living up in Swansea.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You were born in nineteen \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I was born in 1937, October 18, 1937. Yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, were there any duties, any particular duties that you had to do in the house?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Oh, yes, we had to clean, you know, I\u2019d help clean the house on the weekend. And, you know, girls weren\u2019t \u2013 in my house, was like that \u2013 the outside is for the boys. The girls stay indoors, doing your homework when you get out of school, and whatever she had planned for us to do, we did it. And on the weekends, I remember beating the carpets with the wire thing with a handle, and we beat the carpets, put it out on the line, and beat the carpets. And we clean the house, and my mother did the cooking.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you also learn how to cook?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, I did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What were the favorite recipes?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Well, no recipes. We \u2013 back then, they don\u2019t have recipes. Even myself, I never had a recipe, I did it the way I saw them do it. We marinate the meat when it was roast meat, roast chicken, turkey, we\u2019d marinate it. Make beans, we made the baked beans. In fact, I handed down the recipe, well, I made up the recipe, because it wasn\u2019t \u2013 my mother made beans, and I did it like her. So, then, when I came into this nursing home, I handed down to my daughter and my son, how to make the baked beans, and they make it. Very simple, so.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I remember growing up with my grandmother, and we used to do a lot of house cleaning, and we used to put curtains on a stretcher.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> On the stretcher with the pins that stuck up, and we would stretch that good, and those curtains were beautiful after they got dried up and put them on the window. I remember having the organdy curtains; those were tough, but put them on the stretcher \u2013 you didn\u2019t have to press them. They take two people to take it, and take it out, we took it out, and I remember my sister on one end and I\u2019m on the other end folding in half, make the crease, fold again, make another crease, so by the time they hung on the window, they were nice. The creases were beautiful, yes.<\/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>DA:<\/strong> Well, my mother, we didn\u2019t get a washing machine until later on, and the first washing machine we had was a Maytag with the rolling pin. We put the clothes through the roller \u2013 how many times they got stuck going around the roller \u2013 release it. But those were good days.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, before that, you probably had to wash by hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> We would boil the clothes before that, we would boil the clothes. I remember my mother and my grandmother putting the clothes \u2013 they save a special pan just to put the clothes, dirty clothes in there \u2013 and then they boil the clothes, and then wash it on the scrubbing board. The clothes came out nice and white, and use Octagon soap, and bluing during laundering for the white clothes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You are bringing back a lot of memories for me, also, because my grandmother had a washing machine with a ringer, and then she would turn the ringer around, so the clothes could go into the rinse.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Right, the water would go back into the \u2013 yes, that\u2019s how we did it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And the bluing was in that water.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Right to make the clothes white-white. And the clothes did come out nice and white.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> The dryers. We would hang things outside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No dryers. We hung things outside on the line, yes, and then, when the laundry came, then we would send the jeans and the clothes to the laundry, but never to wash and dry. We always dried it on the line, but always on the line.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, how did you heat the house in those days?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> In those days, we helped warm the house with kerosene heaters, kerosene stoves, and also came along the combination stoves, half gas, and the other half kerosene.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I haven\u2019t heard about that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah, my grandmother had one, and we had one. It was half kerosene and the other half was the gas stove. A big long stove.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I hadn\u2019t heard that before.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> And then the top we polished it on the Saturday, we polished that with a black polish, and boy, that would shine beautiful.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I think before that, too, my grandparents had wood; they had wood and they also had coal.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I don\u2019t remember the coal and the wood. When I was growing up, it was kerosene. And the heaters and the stoves would have two, uh, tanks. You fill one and then you would have to fill the other one, so during the night you wouldn\u2019t \u2013 the house wouldn\u2019t get cold \u2013 in the morning, we would get up, the house was cold. Run down the cellar, go fill it up with kerosene, and then get the stove going again and warm it up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, you went to Fort Barton Elementary school did you go to another school after elementary school?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, then we came \u2013 my father, by then, the farm gave up \u2013 and then we went to Fall River, and then I went to the Susan H. Wixon Elementary School and I graduated from there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> From the Susan Wixon School.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> From the eighth grade, and then from there I went to work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That was very typical. That happened to my mother as well from grade eight, and she would have been older than you, but it was in the \u201830s and you know it was the Depression and times were tough.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I remember during the war, World War II, we all had books \u2013 we had the ration then, and we\u2019d get them once a month \u2013 we\u2019d wait in line to go get sugar and flour and meat, and it was very scarce. And back then I remember that there wasn\u2019t even nylons for the women to wear. That\u2019s when they would start coloring their legs with a spray to make it look as though they had stockings on \u2013 nylons on. That was during World War II.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Tell me about holidays and birthdays.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Holidays were very nice; we\u2019d all be together. Birthdays, we didn\u2019t make too much of birthdays \u2013 my mother never made too much of birthdays. But, holidays we were always together. And every night, all family oriented, always. So, we had, I had good memories.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And were you brought up with the Catholic Church or \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, the Catholic Church. I went to Santo Cristo Church, and we also then, when I got married, I also went to Sts. Peter and Paul\u2019s Church. But, I took communion in Santo Cristo Church, confirmation, I got married in Santo Cristo Church.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I think it\u2019s the oldest Portuguese church.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, it is, I think so. Because they are all gone now, most of them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay, I am going to ask you a little bit more about the community of, well, actually, Swansea and Tiverton and Fall River. Tell me about the community that you grew up in. What was that like? Your neighbors?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Neighbors were very \u2013 well, in Tiverton and Swansea neighbors were far apart. I don\u2019t know too much about Swansea, like I said, when I was born, we were living there, but I remember mostly Tiverton, and Fall River \u2013 where we were living there, you know, everybody was very, uh, looking after one another. They would not \u2013 if you were sick, and knew you were sick, they\u2019d make you some chicken soup, and take it over to the neighbor because that neighbor was sick, and sit with that neighbor for a little while to see how they, you know, if they needed any help, they would help them. There were more, it was more get-togethers with neighbors. Not all the time, but most of the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What neighborhood was that in Fall River? Where was that?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> That was around, uh, Hunter Street and Columbia. Hunter, Hope, that was where we lived. And Columbia Street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, you must have seen a lot of the Portuguese feasts and processions.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Oh, yes, we went to those processions. I remember taking some sweetbread when they have the Holy Ghost Feast at Santo Cristo Church, and my grandmother would make the homemade sweetbread and wrap it up in Saran Wrap and tie it with red ribbon, so I could take it to the church, and I would take it. My sister and I would take it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you march in the processions?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, yes, and also I handed that down to my daughter, too; she went in the processions a lot.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I am going to jump ahead a little bit and you mentioned World War II, and you said you had two older brothers. Were they drafted?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My oldest brother, he volunteered because they were going to be drafted, but he volunteered to go into the service.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did he come home?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> He came home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That\u2019s wonderful. Your mother must have been very worried.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Oh, yeah, she was worried. We wouldn\u2019t have Christmas. My mother would say, \u2018No Christmas, your brother is in a war. We are not having a Christmas. We will have one when he comes home.\u2019 And waited and waited, and I remember they would have the lights go off, the, oh, what was that? You know, like, air raids. I remember the air raids we had, and have to shut your curtains, and the shades \u2013 back then were shades \u2013 and no lights on because they had the police knocking at your door; they patrolled to see who had lights on. For the air raid came you had to have everything in darkness, \u2018til they put out another air, a different kind of a sound that it was over, and then you can put the lights on again. It was always at night that would happen. I remember that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Do you remember where your brother served in the war?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My brother was in the infantry.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Was he overseas in Italy, maybe, or \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, he was over there, and it was a very nice and happy day when they came home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That\u2019s wonderful; many families lost brothers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I know, I had a friend of mine, she lost her brother, missing in action, and her mother, from that day on, her mother never walked, never talked, stayed bedridden until she died. Yeah, a lot of things back then.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Let\u2019s go back to the Wixon School. After you graduated and you said you went to work, how did that transition take place?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I went to work, we used to walk to work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Where did you work?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I worked, I started working at Pleasant Curtain first. Folding curtains, upstairs from, uh, it used to be Rogers\u2019 Restaurant, you know, Rogers from Somerset? They used to have a little restaurant where Lion\u2019s is today.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I know where that is, and over that restaurant was Pleasant Curtain?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Pleasant Curtain, and I worked there for a long time. Then I went \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What did you do there?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I folded curtains.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Folded?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I folded curtains.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> After they have already been sewn?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> After they were sewed, and they would go through a press, where the man \u2013 the fellow \u2013 would feed it through this machine, and we would be on the other end, and it will come out all pressed, and you fold it in half, and then put it on a box. Then we go to the table and fold it, and then put it in a package for the different sizes.<\/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>DA:<\/strong> No, it wasn\u2019t piecework. We had to put out a certain amount \u2013 a quota \u2013 we had a quota to put out, but it was not piecework.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> But they probably \u2013 the sewers?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> The sewing machines \u2013 the sewers were all on piecework. The rod and hemmers, and the people who did the drapes &#8211; because they also did drapes \u2013 and they were all on piecework, but we weren\u2019t, we were on timework.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How did you get that job?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> A friend of mine knew my mother \u2013 her mother knew my mother \u2013 and then they got my mother. \u2018My daughter is looking for a job; she needs to get a job,\u2019 so she spoke to me and I got the job. Making seventy-five cents an hour back then, that was working forty hours a week. Coming home, don\u2019t touch your pay, they put it in the envelope, they staple it, and I give it to my mother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> They gave you cash?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> It was cash, back then they gave you cash; no checks, it was all cash.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Then, you brought that home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Brought it home to my mother the way they gave it to us, then my mother would give me two dollars a week.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I saw my family do something with the \u2013 the cash \u2013 that was brought home; They used to call it in Portuguese, \u2018<em>countar<\/em>.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> \u201c<em>Countar<\/em>,\u201d yeah. Well, that means they would figure out the money, count the money. They make the <em>countar<\/em> about this for rent, this is food, this for this, this for that. Pay this bill, got your furniture bill, or a store. Back then a lot of people would buy groceries and pay it at the end of the week. Some grocery store who knew you, the grocery man, yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And then you put some money into the envelope for insurance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Insurance, yes, like $2 a week, $2.50 for the insurance man; by the time he came, we had our money. And money for church. We had to put money for church \u2013 you better put seventy-five cents \u2013 we put it in the envelope for church, and we\u2019d have to go to church every Sunday. You don\u2019t go to church, you don\u2019t go out; we couldn\u2019t go to a movie because you didn\u2019t go to church. And when you get home, the clothes you used for church, we take them, put them away, and use other clothes. That Sunday clothes, they were special.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Just for Sunday.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Just for Sunday. Shoes, dress, no matter what it was, it was just for Sundays.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I think on Sunday, too, you had a family dinner.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> We had the family dinner and then we would sit around and talk.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> This is bringing back a lot of memories for me too.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yup, very nice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, your brothers, I guess \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> They\u2019re both passed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> They contributed to the house, too, and your sister?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, they did. My sister did, but already the times were different, because I was two years older than her. But things were different. My brothers and all, they come in, they give the money to my mother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did she work after school? Did she go right to work right after school or did your sister go on to high school?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, my sister didn\u2019t go to high school. She went to work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How about your brothers, did they go to high school?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, they didn\u2019t. They all went to work. Back then you had to go to work because you had to help contribute money to the house because, when my father worked on the farm, they were only getting $35 a week, and was working from sun up to sun down. But we didn\u2019t have to pay rent, we only had to buy food,<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">and pay no electric because everything came together.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> But that was a total of 6 people to support, and that is quite a responsibility.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> But we managed. A lot of soup and different things, you know?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How could you save any money on your allowance?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Well, I tried putting it away. We would save a little bit just as Christmas so we could buy something for one another, for our parents and our brothers. A little bit of something like an ashtray or something \u2013 just a little memento, that we would do, so.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What did you do for, I should say, recreation? Movies? Or going out?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I remember going to the Plaza for fifteen cents.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Oh, my.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> And we would get a chapter, we\u2019d get the world news, we\u2019d get two movies; I could spend a whole day in the show, in the movies at the Plaza Theatre. Fifteen cents we paid, and then the other movies were like fifty-five cents, and then they went up to seventy-five cents. We would get two movies, two coming attractions \u2013 and two movies, at other theatres.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> This would be when you were a teenager?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> When I was working. When I was a teenager I couldn\u2019t go to the movies, my mother wouldn\u2019t allow us to go to the movies. But when we worked, you know, it was different, they let us go. But we had to be home by a certain time. \u2018Movies should be done by four o\u2019clock; you should be in this house by five o\u2019clock,\u2019 and we would have to be.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How did you get home? Were you walking?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> We walked. We walked home. We were in walking distance, so we\u2019d walk home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Very good. Now how did, you started with Pleasant Curtain and what was the next job?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> The next job \u2013 I worked there a long time \u2013 then after I went and worked at the Atlas Curtain on Plymouth Avenue where McDonald\u2019s is today. I worked there \u2013 I worked until I got married, and I worked there a good five to six years.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And when did you get married?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Then did I got married? I got married in 1956, and I had my oldest boy in \u201858.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How did you meet your husband?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> He was the boy across the street. He lived across the street from me. Yeah, so we got to talking, him on the outside of the fence, me on the inside of the fence; we weren\u2019t allowed to go out with any boys.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And how many in his family?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My husband had two sisters that was it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> This was on Hope Street?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, no, this was on, by then we were living on Third Street. We, my mother had moved. My father was then working at the Truesdale Hospital and we, my aunt bought a house on Third Street, and that is where we lived \u2013 and my husband lived across the street from me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How did you get to know your husband? I mean, he lived across the street but did you go out on dates?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No dates. Not until I was about a good seventeen years old, almost eighteen. No, we didn\u2019t date too much back then. But it was at the fence, our dating was at the fence. I said to my mother, \u2018He wants to go get a chow mein sandwich.\u2019 \u2018You better take your sister with you\u2019 \u2013 we always had to have a sister with us, couldn\u2019t go alone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Always had a chaperone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> All the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, someone would squeal on you if something went wrong.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yeah.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How long did you court? I have to use the word courting.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Two years, two years; then we got married.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> At the Santo Cristo Church.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> At the Santo Cristo Church, yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Tell me about your children.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My children, I had three. My oldest one\u2019s passed already. Now I have my daughter, and my son who come to visit me almost every day.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And how were they brought up? I know it was \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> They were brought up the same way I was brought up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Is that right?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, I did. Although, when my daughter was going with her husband I was a little more lenient, I let her go. But I would tell them, \u2018You better not do anything, nothing better happen, or else.\u2019 I\u2019d say that, and honest to God, I said that for two years. He says to me, \u2018I am sick of hearing it.\u2019 \u2018You are going to hear it until you are walking down the aisle.\u2019 I did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What were your activities together as a family, with your children?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> We would go on, like, every year we would go on vacation. No more than maybe three weeks. That was enough for me, living out of a suitcase.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Three weeks or three days?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Three weeks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0 You used to go for \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, three days. No, I\u2019m sorry \u2013 no, no, no. Three days. Yes, we go to New Hampshire \u2013 they loved to go to New Hampshire \u2013 we would go up toward the White Mountains.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Very nice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Then, we go out together, go for rides together, and you know, we\u2019d do a lot of things.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Different, you do different things.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> We did it, yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You had those vacations. But your husband \u2026 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My husband worked, I worked, and \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What kind of work did your husband do?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My husband worked at Haskon in, uh, Taunton.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Haskon, I don\u2019t know that place.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> They made a little thing, little parts of airplanes, and then when they come in to do going up, with space, about space, he also did some things for the space thing. Whatever. I don\u2019t know if they are still there. But that is where he worked for twenty-three-and-a-half years.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Well, I ask those questions because so many of the companies have gone out of business.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I\u2019m sure they\u2019ve gone. They\u2019ve gone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> For example, curtain manufacturing. There are so many factories in Fall River that were curtain factories. I know I had a cousin that was, uh, I can\u2019t think of the name of the shop now, it\u2019s on Pleasant Street, further up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Louis Hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Louis Hand \u2013 that was one. That is out of business.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Louis Hand \u2013 that was a big one.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That was very big.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> That was big, there was another one down north, and that is all gone. They are all gone. All shops are gone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I think a lot of it was competition from overseas.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> It was competition; the union, they didn\u2019t care that the boss didn\u2019t want to go with them, do what they wanted to do. That\u2019s what happened when I worked. I also went back to work after my daughter was born, a year-and-a-half later, and I worked at the K &amp; G dress shop and, uh, the union shut him down. It was a wonderful person to work for.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> How did that happen? Why would they shut that place down?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Because they wanted him to do \u2013 to join in on the union with certain things, and he didn\u2019t want to. So, the Union just come in and they shut him down. And you know, they would pay people to come during the night and destroy the material, and he couldn\u2019t work the next day.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Who owned that shop?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Al Leshinsky.<\/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>DA:<\/strong> That was at the Union Mills.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Yeah, I know where that is. Now, when did you join the union? Were you a union member early on, maybe back at Pleasant Curtain?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, we were in the union. Then, that was Amalgamated Union. The dress shops was the ILG.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, how did that work out for you, I mean, in terms of getting a pension?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Well, I didn\u2019t \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Two different unions.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, but no, I didn\u2019t, we didn\u2019t bother to claim that other one at the Amalgamated; it wasn\u2019t worth it. And then when it came to work to get the money from, when I retired, from the Ladies International, my husband said, \u2018It\u2019s not worth it.\u2019 I had, like, twelve years in that union, so my husband said it wasn\u2019t worth it, he said, \u2018Let it go, what are you going to get for twelve years? So I just let it go.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So you never got a union pension?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, I lived on my husband\u2019s pension, my husband\u2019s pension.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That\u2019s disappointing, to put in all those years and not get a union pension.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I know, I know, but \u2013 we wouldn\u2019t make much, we didn\u2019t pay that much into the union, so you wouldn\u2019t get much, unless I had my thirty \u2013 even having, uh, what, thirty years in the union, it was no more than one-hundred-something dollars.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And that was in ILG?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes, they didn\u2019t pay much.<\/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 and just ask you things like when you got your first telephone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Oh, we were living on Nanaquaket Road when we got our first telephone. I was single. And it was \u2013 you hold up with one hand and you put the other piece in your ear. \u2018Hello?\u2019 Four party line and then they\u2019d take too long. They\u2019d say, \u2018Get off the phone! We need to use the phone!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> But that was pretty exciting.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> It was exciting back then, yes. Oh we had our telephone, yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Who could you call? You had to have family that had a phone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I called my brother in Fall River, we would call my brothers. I don\u2019t remember my aunt \u2013 my aunt had a phone, but I don\u2019t remember when she got her phone. But we would, you know, call people.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Did you always have electric light or did you have gas light.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I remember, we always had electric. When I was growing up it was electric. The electric had to come in to \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Now, how about a car? How about a first time your family had a car?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> My father had a car. He had bought a Hudson and we could go out on the Sunday for a drive. During the week, I would see him to go to work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I remember the Hudson, they were kind of a roundish looking car.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> A roundish car, long. A long car.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> It would be valuable today, if he had held onto it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Right.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Any other thoughts about your family and the changes that you went through from the \u201830s to the present?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, it was okay, we had a good, you know, we had a good relationship all the way through. We were always a very close family all the, all the way \u2013 we were always very close.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> What do you think of some of the events today? Like the women\u2019s movement in the 1960s and \u201870s and the way, uh, we are interacting today. It\u2019s very different from when you were growing up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Oh yes. But still \u2013 I\u2019m so old-fashioned. To me, a woman\u2019s job is a woman\u2019s job, and a man\u2019s job is a man\u2019s job. I can\u2019t see, I don\u2019t like, or don\u2019t care to see, I wouldn\u2019t care to have anyone in my family doing a man\u2019s job. But, if that was what they wanted, you know? It\u2019s different today, but I\u2019m still from the old school. A man\u2019s job is a man\u2019s job, a woman\u2019s job is a woman\u2019s job.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And what do you think of computers and the way with that?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> That to me, a computer is the worst thing they come out with \u2013 computers. There is Facebook, and everything \u2013 the whole world knows your business. I don\u2019t like it. I never did, I never did like computers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Good point.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> But my children all got it. They all have computers. The way of the world; it\u2019s become a lazy world.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> That was what I was going to ask you. How do you see the world changing since when you were young?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yeah, it\u2019s, it\u2019s terrible what the way it goes, you know, everything going, so, people killing people. We wouldn\u2019t hear that. We hear of that out in Chicago. Never around here, never. But, it is horrible today.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> I know, and you must get, uh \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No one can talk to one without using something that they shouldn\u2019t be using.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> The world has changed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Very much so, yes, it has. It\u2019s sad because you are not safe nowhere; today, no one is safe anymore.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, when you retired, what was some of the interests that you had after retirement? Your grandchildren?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> After retirement, I put myself taking care of my grandchildren. My daughter would go to work, I would go to her house and babysit the children.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Well, I think if we can \u2013 if you want to conclude it at that point. I can ask you a few more things. I asked you about women\u2019s liberation, civil rights, you know, you\u2019ve seen all of that change.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Yes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> You\u2019ve seen all of that change.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> It\u2019s too bad that \u2013 it\u2019s good that people can get out there and vote, but, the way it is today I don\u2019t know \u2013 it\u2019s the world is upside-down, the world is upside-down today. It\u2019s not a world like when I was being brought up. Yes, I just, I get that I had a wonderful life, and I am here. I have another life here, and I am happy here.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> And I heard that you\u2019re, uh \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I am President of the Residents\u2019 Council.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So you are a leader. What is that all about?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Well, it\u2019s those who cannot speak for themselves now. When I say, \u2018Those who cannot say, those who cannot speak for themselves,\u2019 are the people with Alzheimer\u2019s; they can\u2019t speak for themselves, so I\u2019m there to speak for them. I feel like if I had a sickness like that, I would want someone to speak up for them if something wasn\u2019t going right.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> So, you kind of check on them and make sure things are going right?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> Well, we talk together and I\u2019m friendly with everyone and I keep my eyes open, and we see everything, and it\u2019s a wonderful place. I fell into a beautiful place here.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Excellent. Very good. So, you are involved in the leadership here.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I never thought in my life that I would ever become President of Resident\u2019s Council, but here I am.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Okay, I am going to stop at this point. But I really enjoyed talking with you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> I enjoyed talking with you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>JR:<\/strong> Thank you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>DA:<\/strong> No, thank you.<\/span><\/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 &nbsp; Interview with Mrs. James Francis Almeida, Jr., n\u00e9e Delores Silvia Interviewer: (JR) Joyce Rodrigues Interviewee: (DA) Mrs. James Francis Almeida, Jr., n\u00e9e Dolores Silvia Date of Interview: June 10, 2015 Location: Somerset Ridge Center, Somerset, Massachusetts Transcriber: Deborah Mello Summary: Delores (Silvia) Almeida was born in Fall River, Massachusetts, on October 18, 1937. She came of age at the height of her native city\u2019s garment manufacturing period. She graduated in 1953 from eighth grade at the Susan B. Wixon Elementary School, and like her sister and brothers before her, immediately went to work to contribute to the household. Work Experience Fall River factory work was plentiful and jobs were readily available in the 1950s and 1960s. As an example, there were 101 factories listed in the 1951 edition of the Directory of Massachusetts Manufacturers\u2019, which lists companies employing fifty or more production workers. These jobs were diverse and included the manufacturing of curtains, ladies dresses, men\u2019s shirts, children\u2019s wear, luggage, loose-leaf binders, and lighting fixtures. Delores\u2019 career took her to: &#8211; Pleasant Curtain Company, 237 Pleasant Street &#8211; Atlas Manufacturing (curtain) Company, 288 Plymouth Avenue &#8211; K &amp; G Manufacturing Company, Inc. (ladies dresses),\u00a0187 Pleasant Street. By the late 1960s and throughout the 1970s, American factory and garment workers were facing growing overseas competition. Commenting on this period, Delores notes the impact of this development on the local economy: \u201c\u2026 There [were] so many factories in Fall River\u2026They are all gone. All [the] shops are gone.\u201d Like the textile decline in the 1920s, Fall River in the last quarter\u00a0of the twentieth century would once again face economic instability and the prospect of an uncertain future. Family Life Delores is a second-generation Portuguese-American. Her grandparents immigrated to the United States from the island of St. Michael in the Azores; her father and mother were born in the United States in 1896 and 1909 respectively. Delores was brought up on a farm. Her father worked as a farm manager for a family in Swansea, Massachusetts, and for the George Magan family in Tiverton, Rhode Island. She was brought up \u201cold-fashioned.\u201d Her father\u2019s job on the Magan farm came with a rent-free house and fresh milk every day. The family eventually moved to Fall River. \u201cMy father always worked on the farm, and then, when the farms started fading away, he went to work at the Truesdale Hospital [1820 Highland Avenue] helping out in the kitchen.\u201d Delores started working at the age of sixteen, and retired at age sixty-two with a pension from Social Security and with no pension from the ILGWU-UNITE union because she did not have enough years. Delores met and married James Francis Almeida, Jr., \u201c\u2026 the boy across the street\u201d; Their wedding was at the Santo Christo Church (Senhor Santo Cristo dos Milagres) on Columbia Street, on May 30, 1956. The couple had three children. After retirement, Delores took care of her grandchildren and today is active as the president of a senior residents\u2019 council. &nbsp; Note: This interview is unedited and transcribed verbatim from the original recording. &nbsp; JR: This is June 10, 2015. We are at Somerset Ridge and this is Delores Almeida who we are interviewing today. And the interviewer is Joyce Rodrigues. So we are going to get started. Let\u2019s get started. Okay, Delores, I heard a lot about you, and I gave Ann Marie some questions and we wanted to start with the family background. Tell me about your family; tell me about your parents and grandparents. DA: My parents, my grandparents were born in the Old Country in Portugal. JR: You mean the Azores? DA: The Azores \u2013 and my mother and father were born here in the United States. And I learned Portuguese through my grandparents, who couldn\u2019t speak a word of English, so that is how come I can now speak both languages. My mother and father spoke English; they spoke the two languages. JR: And when did the grandparents come to the United States? DA: I don\u2019t know, it was way before I was born \u2013 way before that. JR: Did they work in Fall River when they came here? DA: My grandfather did. He worked at the \u2013 at the cotton mill in Fall River, the mill that was Arlan\u2019s on Rodman Street. He worked in that cotton mill. I remember taking the cotton off his whiskers in the morning. My grandmother was a stay-at-home wife; she stood home taking care of us. JR: I think that was the Borden Mill, wasn\u2019t it? DA: I think so. JR: And how many children did they have? DA: My grandmother only had my mother and my aunt. And they \u2013 my aunt came to this country she was twelve years old. But, my grandparents had to leave her behind so they could come to this country and try to make a life. So, once they got their lives situated, they sent for her, and then, in the meantime, my mother was born here. JR: Okay, and tell me about your mother and your father. DA: I had a wonderful mother and father. They were very good, and I was brought up old-fashioned, you know, they took good care of us. My father worked, my mother tried working, but then we were always sick so she stood home to take care of us, you know, always with a cold or something like that. But, uh, other than that, my father was the breadwinner of the house. JR: And where did your father work? DA: My father worked on the farm. He did farm work \u2013 milking cows, cultivating the land, and all of that. Back then, when we got a job, the house came with the job. You didn\u2019t pay any rent because that came with the job. And the milk came with the job. 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