ice had to be delivered by "ice men" - you put up your sign in the window to let him know how much (by pounds, I think) & then he does the rest. Well - he came early in the morning while we were still in bed - so this guy makes sure we hear him coming - climbs up the stairs real brave-like, opens the doors, slams the ice in the box & leaves by the same door & steps - We joked about it 'cause there was a movie around that time, "The Ice Man Cometh," or something like that. And he did come!
I got a job in the bakery selling their goodies & we ate out a lot. Mac's parents came up for a visit & I fixed spaghetti. Spaghetti!! Spaghetti turned out to be not what they were used to eating as I found out later, but to us it was general fare. I'd learned this neat way of fixing it from […] Wallace. Her mom used to make it 'cause she could put the sauce on the stove in the morning & go to work & let it cook all day & fix the spaghetti when she got home & there was supper! Mac made a terrific salad to go with the spaghetti! Delicious!
By the end of the semester I was pregnant & so we figured we needed more room. We found it in an old 2 story house. The upstairs was occupied but the downstairs was like a bad dream of empty rooms, wierd empty rooms, divided in two dwellings? stores? warehouses? Anyway we rented one half of it for 21 dollars a month - not bad - maybe our one room had cost 7 dollars a week - 'cause this was a better deal, I remember. We made all this on the G I bill - $25.00 a week? (Mac had been in the Pacific.) We moved in with energy & excitement - to fix us a house. We painted, plastered up a hole in the wall big enough for a chair seat to fit in. Mac made a large kitchen counter cabinet - there was only a stove, ice box & sink & a wood pot bellied stove in the kitchen, the "bathroom"