Old people stories are the best!

[Jenoch]

54. My dad grew up in NE Minneapolis.

His immigrant parents neverowned a car or had a driver's license (while my dad got a DL at 13.)

My grandmother cleaned offices in downtown Minneapolis from 5p to midnight. My dad a d his brothers were taught to cook at a young age and prepared supper every night.

Years later, my grandmother cleaned houses. I remember hearing that she cleaned the home of a WCCO radio announcer and sportscaster. He did play-by-play for the University of Minnesota football and basketball teams.

Many more years later I had an office in downtown Minneapolis in the WCCO radio building. I ran into that sportscaster, he was in his 70s by now and still doing the play-by-play. I told him he knew my grandmother (she had died about five years earlier). He remembered her fondly. She was quite a character and stood only 4'11". She died on her 86th birthday.