Juanita R. Valdez, my great-grandmother, is 82 years old and now lives in San Antonio, Texas. Still fresh in her mind she remembers those days of the Great Depression, but unlike many others her memories are of happy days. As a young Mexican girl, she along with her siblings and parents lived on a big ranch owned by a wealthy family where her father was the gardener. She recalled having all the food they could eat, her daddy's car, and the times she sat on the porch beside her mama while she was sewing. She misses those days with her family on the ranch.
You all had a car? (She has a cup with the picture of a car like her daddy’s in her house)
How far?
Well… ahhhh. ((She takes
in a deep breath of air) At first it was about five miles, but then we moved on
further and we had to walk 10 miles everyday.
So we used to walk to church like I said. We never missed a Sunday. We used to come to church every Sunday. Me, Manuel, Daniel, and sometimes Francis
quiere la otra chimaca. But it was kind of far for her so we didn’t really want
to bring her with us but me, Manuel, Daniel, and Nene used to. We didn’t have to bother mom.
How did you meet your husband?
How did
you meet your husband? (My great-grandfather)
Ohhhhhhhh…(it was
silent as she started to think about it) Well, I had a seen him at his sister and one of his
brother, he used to go very often to his brothers cause he was a, Como
dice? Buedo, este (she turns
to my Aunt Namoi sitting across the table to see if she knows how to say it in
English)
Juanita- A No. Buedo!
Naomi- Como?
Juanita-Buedo.
Namoi-Cuando no puedo ojed o habla?
Juanita-No! estaba buedo.(She raises her voice a little).His wife had already passed away. Widowed!
Naomi- Widowed!!!Widowed, There you go. I couldn’t get it, the word to say. Bueno, Como quierea. I started to see him more often. That’s when he was already widowed and his first wife had passed away already so he had the three boys. Like I said I used to go to this a..His brother and sister-n-law use to call me very often to go help her out with her children. Estaban chicitos, tamiben. In that time I was teenager. I was so young. They weren’t that far away, we use to walk. It was walking distance or whatever and well makes a story short (She laughs) I mean he used to be at the store. The little store. His brother and sister-law was running a little store, you know?
They owned their own
store?
Yeah, it was a very nice store and he would
come by there to see his family.
Sometimes I would go to the store with my brothers and some of the other
school kids and we stop at the store for a soda and we used to buy them for a
nickel.
Wow!! The sodas were only a nickel?
Yeah, a nickel. They would give us a quarter and we could all
buy a soda for each one. We would buy
something and his sister would give us cookies or crackers or anything cause we
used to buy there so often. So that’s
where I started to meet your grandpa. It
wasn’t that I was paying attention to him or nothing. Como dicen? Lo tare loco.
I mean… I didn’t expect for him to talk to me. He would ask how I was doing and that was
it. He keeps talking to whomever he was
talking to and we would just go into the store and buy what we were going to
buy and we had to take off home. Because
they were waiting for us. Finally,
finally a year before mama passed away he went over to talk to my mom. There was going to be a dance I think. And he was asking mom if a, well getting
permission more like it. So he could
invite me and my oldest brother to this dance.
Mama said no anyway.
So how old were you when
you got married?
I was about 17 years old.
When you were little was there any type of racism going on out
there or people who didn’t like Mexicans?<
Oh,
no!!! We didn’t have that kind of. Like I said most of my life I lived on the
ranch and there was no people around we knew of like that. They knew us school kids. We never ran into families that were fighting. I didn’t see anything of that until I got
here in
Was that in Helotes?
Helotes, Texas. The other side of Helotes was St.
Geronimo where we had our school. We had
only men teachers. We only had one for
the whole school. Twelve in a row. 1st,
2nd, and 3rd all the way to 12th grade.
Do you think that you had a good childhood?
I sure
did! I wish I had it right now! I had a wonderful childhood. I wasn’t mistreated or beaten up or nothing.
Was there any type of government help available to your
family back then when you were a little girl?
No,
there was nothing like that. Nothing.
What about for medicine?
The
only medicine we had was baby purse, and umm… castor oil. A bottle of castor oil. We couldn’t say “My stomach hurt” or “My head
hurt”. Mama would come out with the
bottle. (She laughs remembering this) Every weekend she
would give us that. That’s why we never
had to see a doctor. Now that I am old I
finally saw a doctor. Mom use to give us
tea. We would go pick the plant for her
and she would make it for us. We had a
lot of egg, and milk on the ranch. They
would give us all the milk that we could drink.
I didn’t come to drink coffee until after I was married. I knew how to make it cause I used to make it
for mama. But I never did drink coffee
until years after I got married. I start
drinking coffee without sugar. There was
a limit on sugar and we used to use it for oatmeal.
Did you ever learn how to drive?
No, I
didn’t care about driving or nothing. There was no place to go. Just around the ranch and around the big
house. I liked being home.