Numbers Runners

Last updated March 22,2020

We we were growing up, the Pennsylvania government seriously disapproved of gambling in almost all forms.  Of course that changed, when they learned that the lottery and the numbers game (Pick 3) were more ways to collect revenue without too many complaints.

Most adults we knew “played the numbers”.  A quick tutorial: In the game a person would choose a three digit number or set of three digit numbers and place a bet on those numbers with a local bookie.  There were two games one could play, the stock and the race.  It was set up so that everyone could know what the winning number was.  The stock number came from the results of that day’s stock market trading. The digits used were the last digit of the number of stocks that increased, the number that decreased, and the number of unchanged.  A person could verify the number by listening to the news reports on several radio stations or by checking the following day’s newspaper.  The race used a similar method based on winning races but I do not recall where the races were held.

Depending upon the bookie, the winning number paid  between $6.00 to $7.50 per penny bet. Once in a while, the bookies would designate a number as “cut”, when for some reason more money was expected to be bet on a specific number..  The reason for the disparity was most bookies were go-betweens who passed their bets on to higher level bookies.  Their profit came from the difference they paid the winner and what they received from their next level.  The state pays $5.00. and has a $1.00 minimum.

Which brings us to our roles.  Mom played the numbers on almost a daily basis. She had many ways of deciding which numbers to play.  She used birthdays, anniversaries, significant dates then happening, but most often one of her  “Dream Books”.  In the Dream Book you could find a number for just about anything you might have dreamt about.

She usually played her numbers  at Gritman’s Grocery, but occasionally with other bookies.   On Royal street there were two others that I knew of Mrs. Ritzer and the Mrs Wagner who both lived across from Gritman’s.  Why she did it , I do not know. One of us kids would be sent down to the store to play her numbers, hence the title of this post. She seldom played the numbers “straight”,  one number. Most often it was a straight number and then “boxed” it, one bet for the straight number, a smaller bet for the five other possibilities.  When Bill was in Japan, and Judi was temporarily left behind, mom would send Judi to the newsstand in front of Hites Drug Store on East Ohio Street to play the numbers on her way to work.

We kids would sometimes be sent to the newsstand mentioned above to buy the “tip sheets” .  These were cards printed with all the winning numbers for past x number of months.  It would predict which numbers were more likely to hit.  Which numbers hadn’t hit for years etc.

 

Sixty-Six

Last updated March 19, 2020

The most popular game played at 30 Bly Street was Sixty-Six.  Everybody played it at one time or another. Grandma, Dad, Mom, Bob, Joe, Bill, Rich, Linda, Terri, Jimmy,Ozzie, Mary, Marge, Judi Joanne, Tom and Charlotte.  The game had been a tradition in the Hartmann and Pint families for as anyone could remember. Grandpa Pint (Pup) taught his kids to play.  It is assumed that Grandpa Hartmann did the same.

The games were played for almost any occasion, or no occasion.  Someone would clear off the kitchen, or later, dining room table and bring out the cards.  Partners were chosen.  If husband and wife, or boyfrienMarge Rusty Joanne and Grandmad and girlfriend were present, they would be a team.  The games were always team against team.  If there were extra people available they would take the losing team’s place for the next game.  A fifth person might be swapped in at the beginning of a new game or even in the middle.  The adults, except Grandma and Mom, often had adult beverages, thus livening the game.  The games were played for a small amount of money, but that was not the purpose.  The games were sometimes raucous, but never subdued.

During the game you might here phrases such as “No talking overboard”, “That’s not the way Pup taught us how to play”.  “I got 4 9’s, redeal”.

Sixty-six at the Hartmann house was played just a little differently from the official rules found on Bicyclecards.com.  The A, 10, K, Q, J, 9  from a half deck of Pinochle cards was used. This was probably a holdout from the frugality of the families in the early 20th century.  The ranking of the cards was: A (high), 10, K, Q, J, 9,  Six cards are dealt clockwise to each player, beginning with the player on the dealer’s left.

The goal is to score 66 points as follows:
Each ace (taken in on tricks) 11
Each ten (taken in on tricks) 10
Each king (taken in on tricks) 4
Each queen (taken in on tricks) 3
Each jack (taken in on tricks) 2

The player on the dealer’s left leads which declares is declared trump.  Each succeeding player in turn not only must follow suit but must win the trick if possible. If the player cannot follow suit, he must trump or top the previous trump if he can.  Occasionally someone would be dealt four nines.  This resulted in a misdeal.

 

Eva Hartmann and Bingo

Last updated March 18, 2020

Eva went to bingo at St. Boniface almost every week.  She was often accompanied by one of the Hartmann kids.  She took her bingo seriously.  For instance,  when Joe and Evelyn Ingram went to bingo and won big she would complain because they didn’t go every week.  They only went when the cover-all was large.  Sometimes things didn’t seem fair.

Rusty’s Pranks

Last updated March 7, 2020

Rusty and one or two of his friends once set traps for pigeons in East Park .  The put down a little corn and made a snare of string.  When the pigeons came to eat, they’d jerk the string and catch the pigeons.  Then came the fun part, the pigeons would be stuffed through the window of Anthony Schroeffel’s car and left overnight.

He and his friends would catch garter snakes, paint the snakes, and tack them to the doors of unsuspecting neighbors.

In the winter he would make  two mounds of snowballs, one was stacked on the roof of Staub’s soap factory, and the other at the top of the steps.  The steps from the street to the walkway had a landing at just about the roof of the factory.  He would wait in ambush on the factory roof, and pummel the other kids before they could start up the steps.  When he ran out of snowballs he would dash to the landing and up the steps.  That gave him the high ground again and he continued his onslaught.  When the snowballs were gone, he would run home.

Schroeffel Stories

Last updated March 5, 2020

Felling a Tree  Anthony Schroeffel was cutting a tree down in his front yard.  He had taken care to tie the tree so that it would not fall onto the house.  He was sure that it would fall to the empty space between his house and ours.  He miscalculated while cutting the tree and, thanks to gravity, it fell before he had cut all the way through.  It didn’t fall on the house or where he intended it to but over the sidewalk and crashed through the railing.  Fortunately, all it did was break the railing and didn’t roll down the hill and hit a house on Royal Street.

Tidbits about Mom

Last updated December 27, 2020

Food memories. 

Klondike. When I got the notice of Aunt Anna Disher’s death, I was reminded of one of Mom’s favorite desserts. She and Anna enjoyed Klondike bars. As far back a I can remember, there were Klondike bars in the refrigerator’s freezer. Long after the nest was empty, she still asked anyone going shopping to pick some up for her.

Cherry Pie. I’m writing this on July Fourth and it brings back memories  of cherry pies.  On the hill behind the house which went all the way up to Braham Street were a dozen or so cherry trees.  In the spring we kids would be sent out back with buckets to pick the ripe cherries.  Once we got the cherries into the house, mom would have us pit the cherries using hair pins.  From the pitted cherries mom would make cherry pies, cherry jelly and cherry juice.  We got to do this wonderful chore about once a week until all the cherries were gone.  Nobody made cherry pies and cherry jelly as good as mom’s.

Phillip’s Pea Soup. Dad had picked up several cases of Phillips Pea Soup from the railroad salvage yard.  We had pea soup almost every day for what must have been months. Besides the pea soup, there would often appear cans of food without labels. Talk about “Pot Luck”!  Other foods that popped up often were “Welfare” cheese, powdered milk, and margarine.  Remember squeezing the package to mix in the color to make the white margarine yellow to look more like butter?

 

Tidbits About Dad

Last updated  March 29, 2022

Drinking.  Dad, like many other working class men at the time drank a lot of alcoholic beverages.  Dad was known to stop at the “corner” on his way home from work.  The “corner” was usually Meyerl’s Saloon on the corner of East Street and Royal Street.  The only times that Mom worried about that stop was on payday.  Dad was known to buy a few rounds and the family budget didn’t allow for that.

Although the shot and a beer were his favorite combination, I remember the occasion when Ozzie and Mary were at the house early in the day, probably on a holiday.  For some reason they decided to have Bloody Mary’s.  It turned out that there was no vodka, gin or tomato juice.  No problem, Seagram 7 and V8 would suffice.  They said it was terrible but drank it anyway.  I think they cleansed their pallets with an Iron City.

Boxing.   Sometime in the fifties, I remember sitting out in front of the house when Dad came out with a brand new black Emerson radio.  He told us that he bought the radio so that he could listen to the Joe Louis – Ezzard Charles fight.  One or two others showed up and they listened fight together.  Why it was important I don’t know. Ezzard Charles won.

Things he said.  During  the summer I often heard him say. ” Roe, this food is too hot, maybe you should have cooked it in the refrigerator.”

“Jesus Kee-Riist!!”  (Must be a Pittsburgh thing.  I learned later that Judi’s dad used the same exclamation.)

Couch Sleeping Who can forget Dad lying on the couch sleeping with the newspaper held out to the side as if he were reading it.  At the same time the  Zenith TV with the  12 inch round screen would be on some news program.  Should one of us dare to change the channel or adjust the volume, he’d say “Hey I’m watching that” ?

Phillips Pea Soup  Dad had picked up several cases of Phillips Pea Soup from the railroad salvage yard.  They must have been pretty cheap.  We had pea soup almost every day for what must have been months.

Garbage  Dad would often treat the garbage men with a case of beer.  He’d put it in a burlap sack and place it beside the cans.   Perhaps he did it to make sure they never complained about having to lug so much to the street below.   Besides the standard trash cans, we had barrels that we used to burn excess trash.

Joe and Bill Have an Emergency While Parents Away

Last updated March 4, 2020

One day when mom and dad were in Ohio for some reason, Bill and Joe were home alone.  Bill and Joe were horsing around , and for some reason, Joe was chasing Bill around the house. They ran from the kitchen through the bedroom then the living room to the entry hall and back to the kitchen.  Bill slammed the kitchen door and Joe crashed his hand through the single-pane glass and got long slice in his arm.  We wrapped a towel around it, headed out the door, and ran down the back city steps to see if we could get any help.  Fortunately, the house at the bottom of the steps on Royal Street was occupied by a local cop who happened to be home. Joe Heinz took one look at the blood and rushed us to Allegheny General.

In those days leaving a teen and a pre-teen alone at home was not considered child endangerment.

I don’t remember whether the window was repaced with glass or another door.

 

Mary and Ozzie’s House Catches Fire

Last updated  March 4, 2020

Terri had the basement bedroom in the Merwood St house.  One night she was awakened by a pounding on the front door.  She went to wake up Mom, but Mom was sleeping so soundly that she couldn’t be aroused.  Because the pounding at the door wouldn’t stop, she went to the door and found Ozzie and  Mary.  When she opened the door, they told her that their house had burned down  She let them in and they tried to wake Mom, no luck!

Terri made the  coffee and calmed them down.  After they finally calmed down, they tried again to wake Mom. Mary and Ozzie bunked down in the living room.

Come morning, Mom woke up, went into the living room and was surprised to see them and asked what they were doing there.