I often hear stories of how families fall apart. Of course there will always be arguments and difficulties in my family, but in the end we stick together and make an unbeatable team. That's not only true of my parents, my siblings and myself, it's also true of my extended family. We may not see each other all too often, but we always look forward to seeing each other at family reunions.
We've been together for many years now as a very happy couple. And with the addition of our kid, we now have a little family of our own.
Our kid is the best thing that ever happened to me. Every time those big eyes beam at me it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside!
My family also comprises:
My parents and my siblings. We have a friendly relationship alongside our family ties, because no group of people is more important to me. Unfortunately, I don't see my aunts and uncles all that often, but when we do get together we have a great time. I also keep up with my nieces, nephews and cousins. We exchange frequent e-mails and talk about our daily lives.
A short autobiography of Julius Arndt.
Julius Clarence Arndt, Autobiography
I was born on June 28, 1924, at St. Joseph's Hospital in Chicago, IL. My parents were Julius and Louse Arndt. My father was born and raised on a farm in Germany. He immigrated to the United States about 1900 and some years later married my mother, Louise Miller. She was born in 1879 in Chicago. My father became a tailor and worked at that trade many years. I have brother, Carl, who was born in 1914 and a sister, Louise, who was born in 1916.
My early childhood was uneventful being a time of relative prosperity in this country. We lived in one flat of a three flat brick building that my parents owned on the near north side of Chicago in a neighborhood that was populated mainly by people of German descent.
By the time I started kindergarten at Arnold Public School in 1929, the Great Depression had set in. Because my father was a very frugal man, we always had enough food to eat and clothes to wear and were a little better off than a lot of people during those times.
In 1930 I started in the first grade at St James Lutheran School and graduated from there in June of 1938 in the upper half of my class.
In early April of 1938, I was confirmed at St. James Lutheran Church. A few days after my confirmation, my mother contracted pneumonia and passed away about a week later.
I enrolled at lane Tech High School, in an all male school in Chicago, in September of 1938. Not being mechanically inclined, I really did not excel in any one thing and graduated from there in June of 1942 with average grades in a class of about 1000 students.
The United States had entered Word War II in December 1941 and partially as a result of this the Depression had eased and jobs were easy to get. A couple of weeks after graduation I got a job as an office clerk at Reid Murdoch & Co. Wholesale grocers, whose offices and warehouse were just north of Chicago's downtown area. I worked for them until Mach 1943, hen I was drafted into the United State Army.
My basic training was received at Camp Wallace near Galveston, Texas. After basic, I was sent to Ohio State University in Columbus, OH as part of the Army Specialized Training Program. That program was disbanded after I had been it it six months. I then was transferred to the 102nd Division [and] was sent to Europe and a couple of months later saw its first combat in Germany near the Dutch border. On Nov. 29th, I was wounded in the right shoulder by a German sniper's bullet. This was called a “million dollar wound” because it was bad enough to get me out of any move actual fighting but not bad enough to cripple me. After spending time in various army hospitals in Belgium, France and England, I was finally shipped back to the U.S. to a hospital near Longview, TX. My overseas service amounted to six months and four day about half of which was spent in the hospital.
After about three months at the hospital in Texas I was released for limited duty and was sent back to the Chicago area as a guard over German prisoners held in camps there I finally was discharged from the army on February 28, 1946 as a P.F.C. Having spent almost three years in the service.
While serving in the army, I started corresponding with Bernice Miller who had taken over my job at Reid Murdoch when I left there. As a result, a long distance courtship developed and after being discharged from the army we were married on May 11, 1946, at St. Pauls Lutheran Church in Chicago. Four children were born from this marriage. They are Andrew, September 23, 1951, Joyce, November 29, 1952, Christine, December 26, 1953 and John, April 30, 1958.
A couple of weeks after being discharged, I went to work for Dun & Bradstreet, the credit rating agency. I performed various office duties including some credit investigating and left their employment after seven years. I then went to work for Bowman Dairy Co. [I was] also in the office.
My father passed away in February 1960 from a heart attack. He had reached the age of ninety.
After five and a half years, I left Bowman and went to work for Wanzer Dairy Co. In my nearly twenty seven years with Wanzer I performed just about all the office jobs there were from switchboard operator to computer operator. I retired from Wanzer Dairy and the work force on June 30, 1986.
Died May 14, 2016.
Julius C. Arndt