Fritz von Goering
I was a scrawny kid coming up in Chicago during the
depression and no one had any money. The streets were crowded
with the homeless and hungry. I lived with my parents on the
south side. I remember going to school; the big, tough older
boys would beat me up and take my lunch—a sandwich made
of sliced potato and a dill pickle for dessert. Peanutbutter
and jelly was a rare treat. I had to carry a steel pipe with
a newspaper wrapped around it to defend myself to save my
lousy lunch.
A better life was around the corner when my parents moved
us to California in the late 30s. more…
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