Hobo Jungle

[MurphOnMillerAve]

Most people seem to me to have a "Happy Days" memory of the past. In reality, Richie wouldn't have made it out of the alley.

Probably be there with that bottle of rye,

...and up to some other mischief?

[Rufus T. Firefly]

Most people seem to me to have a "Happy Days" memory of the past. In reality, Richie wouldn't have made it out of the alley.

Probably be there with that bottle of rye,

...and up to some other mischief?

Begging for loose change, rolling other drunks, exposing himself to passersby.......the usual stuff, you know,

[up148]

The three of you, Rufus, Murph and BH(?) have expressed my thoughts and feelings almost exactly.
I remember some nice and not so nice things from the 1940s, '50s and '60s. I don't need to say more.

Just for you Roger. BH=Butch Holtgrieve

BH

[rogruth]

The Fonz would never have made it into our gang in high school.

BH,
With a name like that you might have.

[up148]

Got the nickname before I was 6 months old due to sharing the same 1st name with my dad. I wasn't a "junior" and I guess my parents weren't very creative with names or my dad was just remembering his childhood. Had it so long now it was just hard to put it away and I never really cared for Marvin growing up, but at 69, who cares. Now that name did get me into a few scrapes and that's when the butch had to come out.

Did I really say all of this..........................

BH

[E7]

Got the nickname before I was 6 months old due to sharing the same 1st name with my dad. I wasn't a "junior" and I guess my parents weren't very creative with names or my dad was just remembering his childhood. Had it so long now it was just hard to put it away and I never really cared for Marvin growing up, but at 69, who cares. Now that name did get me into a few scrapes and that's when the butch had to come out. BH

I'm thinking unless your name was "Dirty Harry", there was always some scum-bag out there who would make fun of you, just for the sake of doing it. Children are not always the kindest of peers. It ain't easy being "in with the out crowd"!

[robert.]

You would that race car driver dick trickle must have been one tough SOB.

[E7]

You would that race car driver dick trickle must have been one tough SOB.

Now how could you possibly make anything funny out of that name????

[up148]

Got the nickname before I was 6 months old due to sharing the same 1st name with my dad. I wasn't a "junior" and I guess my parents weren't very creative with names or my dad was just remembering his childhood. Had it so long now it was just hard to put it away and I never really cared for Marvin growing up, but at 69, who cares. Now that name did get me into a few scrapes and that's when the butch had to come out. BH

I'm thinking unless your name was "Dirty Harry", there was always some scum-bag out there who would make fun of you, just for the sake of doing it. Children are not always the kindest of peers. It ain't easy being "in with the out crowd"!

Yeah, I was never a joiner, so meshing with most groups was a lot more interesting and fun.

BH

[MurphOnMillerAve]

Yet, when you are meshing with a group of, largely, meshing nutcases who could, and did, swarm in almost anywhere and wreak havoc, playing with anybody who happened by, sharing toys and games, you found yourself amazed at how things turned out, eventually...(if I can be forgiven for sharing this picture again.....)

+My very pleasant best-friend, saluting (I had/have NO idea why) eventually became a prominent lawyer and judge (my childhood, lifelong friend). The boy on the far right became an attorney, also.

+Two of us became very, very wealthy real estate moguls, building strip-malls throughout the metropolitan Pittsburgh area.

+Three of us boys were Jewish, three were Christians; one was agnostic. We liked and appreciated all of that. Such differences gave us stuff to talk and think about, as we learned about the world. All of us enjoyed hearing of the differences among us and, truly, did rejoice at each other's families and customs. For example, from the boy on the far left, front row, my family learned that real Italian meatballs were made with three meats, and fried in Olive Oil. From the boy on the far right, front row, we learned where to go for the very best Kosher Corned-beef. Our parents played cards together, often.

+The platinum-haired, standing front row, second-from-left, littlest boy became a world-class swimmer, headed-for-the Olympics , his father having built him a big in-ground pool in their backyard, which abutted mine. He ended up, as a teenager, driving his Corvette way too fast at a 90degree left-turn onto a bridge in our town, and was decapitated on the spot. His mother, who had been washing dishes at home at the time, heard of an accident involving a 'Vette (there were not many in our town) on her police-radio, and rushed to the scene. As she stood and moved around in the grassy area to the side of the road, waiting for information, her foot bumped into something. It was her son's head. She was never the same again. Our little group was never the same again either.

Murph, (Can you guess which one I am ?)
P.S. If you notice, behind us, there is no hedge or fence between the two houses, separating yards. It had been removed by my father so we could run back-n-forth, as total wild idiots, playing our versions of "Red Rover" and football; also, the removal of any sort of separation welcomed everybody - adults and children - to help themselves to our apple tree, which always had a copious, limb-drooping abundance of Delicious Apples.

[rogruth]

As we have said, we will not forget those days.
Neither do we want to live them again.
That year and month was the end of my first year of teaching and the first of 42 more.
I enjoyed teaching and reminisce about it but would not want to do it again.

[MurphOnMillerAve]

Agreed.

[webenda]

Murph, (Can you guess which one I am ?)

The one needing help holding his head up?

[MurphOnMillerAve]

Murph, (Can you guess which one I am ?)

The one needing help holding his head up?

Yup.
Now, if you had some old childhood photos like this to share with us, along with some personal observations for da hobos, that would be a real treat and pick-er-upper on the forum...Eh?

Plus, Roger? RUFUS!? Roy? Pete? Chuck? Tramp? Healey? Robert? BH? Tom?

[webenda]

Murph, (Can you guess which one I am ?)

The one needing help holding his head up?

Yup.
Now, if you had some old childhood photos like this to share with us, along with some personal observations for da hobos, that would be a real treat and pick-er-upper on the forum...Eh?

Plus, Roger? RUFUS!? Roy? Pete? Chuck? Tramp? Healey? Robert? BH? Tom?

This might amuse Roy, I used to live in Lakewood.

1960 Lakewood High School, Lakewood, CA