In 1924, my father stood at the top of the photo with his sister and brothers in the Irish section of the South Side of Chicago. Little did they know that this picture was taken just before everything changed. As my mother often said, "the state took the children away," and life would never be the same again.

The neighbors had reported the children's growing impoverished conditions to the authorities. When social services arrived, they found that my father had abandoned the family. My grandmother, struggling to support her four children and a baby, worked as a hotel maid. The authorities intervened and placed my father and his siblings in a Catholic orphanage, St. Mary's Training School. This heartbreaking decision was traumatic for my grandmother and her children, but in the end, it turned out to be the best solution for them.

In the photo, my aunt Bernadine is on the left, her serious expression reflecting the weight of the situation. My father, Eddie, is at the top, wearing a filthy smock and a bowl haircut, and next to him is his older brother Johnnie Walker, holding Chuck, who looks upset. There’s also a baby not shown, Buddy. They all went to St. Mary's soon after this photo was taken.

At St. Mary’s, the children didn’t just learn the basics—they were also trained in work-related fields. Each child had a job within the school, and they were expected to take responsibility for their duties, alongside their regular classes. My father, when he graduated, had a well-rounded education. He had learned woodworking, could play multiple musical instruments (drums, bugle, clarinet, harmonica), and even read music. In addition to typical subjects like civics and Latin, he learned carpentry and job-related skills. He also participated in ROTC.

Despite the hardship, all the children grew up to lead happy and fulfilled lives. They found financial success, formed strong marriages, and raised many children of their own. They never divorced and went on to have meaningful careers. All the brothers, including the youngest who is not in the photo, served in the U.S. Army during WWII. My father served in New Guinea during the Pacific War, while his brothers served in the European Theater—one of them was a medic at the Normandy Landings, earning the Bronze Star, and another fought in the infantry at the Rapido River Campaign, also earning a Bronze Star.

Bernadine, the only girl, was a stalwart figure on the left of the photo. Even before being placed in the orphanage, she worked hard raising her younger brothers while helping her mother during their struggles. After graduating from St. Mary’s, she grew up to be a stunning beauty. During the war, she worked in a posh bar where she met her love-at-first-sight husband, who had just returned from Iwo Jima. He earned a Silver Star and was in his Class A uniform when they met. They stayed happily married for the rest of their lives.

As for my grandmother, the mother of these brave children, she was able to visit them at the orphanage. Many people have asked about her, so I’ve shared a 1936 photo of her visiting her children at St. Mary’s. She led a long, happy life and was cared for by her children until her passing at the age of 72. I’ve just confirmed with my cousins that she passed away in Oak Lawn, a suburb of Chicago, in the house of her oldest son, Johnnie Walker.

This family’s story is a powerful reminder of resilience in the face of adversity. Through hardship, separation, and unimaginable challenges, they found strength in one another and went on to achieve greatness. Their journey is not only one of survival but of thriving, proving that love, dedication, and family can carry you through even the toughest times.

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