Mrs. Grant. Well, he changed, but the name stuck with him still.
Mr. Hubert. Yes; I understand that, but we are just talking about how he acquired the name.
Mrs. Grant. Yes.
Mr. Hubert. How would you describe the neighborhood in which you were raised, generally, and the conditions under which you were generally raised?
Mrs. Grant. Well, when you discuss people who come from the old country, that was the best neighborhood they could afford to live in. Two doors down were some very wealthy people—the Katzen family. My father was a carpenter and he worked—he tried to work all the time. There wasn’t work always available, but it was considered a poor neighborhood, but I’ll tell you—went with him four blocks away to look over other neighborhoods.
Mr. Hubert. Well, as you recall it now, would you classify it as a good neighborhood, or a bad neighborhood, or what? Because, you see, we are trying to get some background information here.
Mrs. Grant. Okay. We lived in a block where the houses have two-story buildings. In one block between the both sides I will say there was 150 children between the ages of 4 and 15, because these families have large groups and most of the families have 6 children or 8 and some of them had 12.
Mr. Hubert. You are familiar with the modern term “a slum neighborhood,” would you characterize it like that?
Mrs. Grant. Not really a slum because those who had more money next door lived better, but there were worse neighborhoods. I don’t know how much worse. I admit to you often we talked about it. I don’t say the middle class people lived there. It was below the middle class, but yet it wasn’t the poorest class.
Mr. Hubert. When did you marry, Mrs. Grant?