Olden Days: The Magic of Chicago

My first glimpse of Chicago was relaxing with my dad and brother Jim on the Rock Island “Rocket” as we rolled through the western suburbs and into the center-city Wabash train station. Dad’s sister, Aunt Adeline and Uncle Johnny Kasluski met us. We joined a good many other members of Dad’s family to celebrate Grandpa Marion and Grandma Amelia McNeer’s 60th wedding anniversary on April 21, 1951. It was a great occasion. The first Chicago trip Mary and I took together was heading east the second year we were married in 1955. We stayed with the Kasluski family and were treated like royalty. We visited a number of industry suppliers not only in Chicago but on east in Ohio, Pennsylvania and New York, before heading up into Canada via Niagara Fal