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I am reminded of rides in Grandpa cars as a youngster. As I am somewhat younger than many of you (sorry) I have fewer memories and they may be incorrect, however I do recall sitting in chairs in the cars as he had removed the seats as you say. Were they fastened down in any way?? Amazing to think of this or him turning a corner. I also recall that he had backed into something and repaired the dents with concrete or some type of plaster. Am I dreaming, or is this also true?
Larry Adelman

I remember Taghlach in a large jar in the kitchen ...and Lifebouy and Palmolive Soap in the bathroom (I think Esther bought/buys P. Soap for that reason?) ...and those wooden "arms" that came out from the wall to hold towels ..."one for the face, and one for the hands, Herbaleh." A private joke between grandma and I (which you other cousins also must have had as a private joke with her, since like all great charismatics, grandma had that particular quality of making YOU feel like you were the only one - both in the room, and, in on the joke
Herb Felsenfeld

Grandma used to keep my lost teeth in a cup in her cubbard for the tooth fairy. I got Hershey bars and my little hand got to take a handful of pennies. this went on for as long as I could remember. I also remember all the Stein girls giving perms in the kitchen at Warren blvd..... I remember grandma being so cool because I dropped an egg on the floor in her kitchen one time and started to cry. She threw an egg on the floor too and said its only an egg. Laughed and made me feel ok.
Laurie Salnitsky

Oh my. I think I had one of those perms. Maybe I can find a pic of me with the tight curls. I can still remember the awful smell of the perm, a Toni, I think. Yes, she was so cool. I remember making luncheon with her. If fact, Butsie remembers me not being able to make the little noodles, but cutting big ones, and when I felt badly, grandma hugged me, and said they were for a pudding, so I said, okay I'll make a pudding instead. What a lady.
Judy Ferst

I remember the hall closet under the steps very well. there was also a secret door there that led down stairs to the coal bin. every Saturday after dinner Gil & I would hide down there & he would pee on the coal. that was the highlight of his life. He'll probably kill me for relating this but we always talk about it. We would hide down there to get away from Judy & Herbie (so mean,) but at that time they were so so much younger than us. amazing how the years got closer as we got older.
Marilyn Ruttenberg

Also on New Years eve us Salnitsky children would go to Grandma and Grandpa’s house and let us sleep until almost 12 midnight. we would wake up and throw confetti and blow horns and Grandpa was so silly. I have the best memories of them and how kind they seemed. Also I used to watch american bandstand with grandpa on saturdays and he would say ....see how they shake their tuckas He got a kick out of it and would shake it with me.
Lauire Salnitsky

Don't forget the meat grinder that was clamped to the kitchen counter - I was always fascinated by it
Janet Salnitsky

Because Leah and I were in Clinton, (Larry and Steve were too young for this at the time) Grandma would pay us $1 for every letter that we wrote to her. In the mid-fifties, this was a great money maker! Those letters were so much fun and I was fascinated with the fact that she went to "school"--I remember asking my mom why my writing, spelling and grammar was better than grandma's. She attended classes to improve her writing and spelling for a long time--for those of you in the younger generations, it would be like English as a second language courses today. She gave me wonderful memories to keep.
Rita O'Neill

We lived on Warren Street until I was five, so all of my early memories are of this house. We spent most of our time in the living room. Photos from that era confirm that Grandpa could never resist a sale on ugly wallpaper. I can recall everyone sitting around listening to the radio...then one day, we got our first TV. One of those classics with the round 12 inch screen. I can remember sitting on the couch with Grandpa, watching the Indian test pattern, waiting for programming to begin. The basement always had a concrete floor, the coal bin with the dark green wooden walls, and some very SCARY corners...that I was always afraid to go to cause they were filled with cobwebs, and dirt. Grandpa kept his tools and God know whatever down there. I think he used to slaughter chickens, and hang them upside down with their throats slit. He had a swinging lightbulb on a chain, just like in Psycho. NITEMARE ON WARREN STREET!
Shelley Howard


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