Author: Jacob Hailpern

When I was about 8 years old, we were living in Chicago (that was not the “Moment”) and I was going to a school that was across the street from our apartment. (The location of the school was not important to this story.) We had a teacher who believed in […]

I was born on Memorial Day which was always celebrated on May 30th, and it didn’t make any difference on what day of the week it came. I can remember thinking that all the parades and other hoopla on my birthday was really done for me and my enjoyment. Then […]

If I had to do it over, I would not have enrolled in the Federal Government program that started late in 1940 for prospective draftees. Classes were started throughout the U.S. to teach the young men specialized work that might have some higher value to the Armed Forces than just […]

Brent was born Jan. 11, 1955, 4 ½ years after our marriage.  I was 33 and Maxine was 31 years old at the time of his birth.  Brent was our first and only.  Maxine was not supposed to get pregnant because of a childhood bout of lupus, but accidents do […]

When we were living in Chicago, I was going to a school right across the street from the apartment house we lived in at that time.  This convenience gave me time in the morning to get through my wash-up, dressing and breakfast without strain. I was in either the third […]

There it was, trapped on a shelf full of fat, self important volumes that were too disdainful to give an inch. The sight of the pathetically small, thin, opuscule should have given pause to any person who had even the slightest feeling of shame for the plight of the underdog. […]

Looking back on my remembered life seems to indicate that my Creative Self began at an early age. The earliest I can remember of this “self” was while we lived in Chicago and I went through life from six to ten years old. My father started working for Carson Pierre, […]

When we came back from Chicago in 1930 I was enrolled in 6th Grade at Cheltenham School. I found it difficult to make friends in a class that had been surging towards graduation to Junior High School with all the same classmates from Grade I. Besides, I was very shy […]

Love started from the beginning. My Mother gave it to me every time she held or touched me. Her way of showing love changed as I grew older, but it was still under the same category. The little kindergarten girls were always giggling every time they looked at us guys. […]

Life is just as story told to children to keep them happy until they grow up. They, the children, know that there is a beginning to life, even though they can’t remember that there is. Examples of beginning are all around when they hear the babies cooing and/or crying as […]