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Show 184 little one story apartments, each xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxikixxxxii separated from the other by a thin wall. Out the front window and out the back were other long rows of originally white apartment-barracks, now already gray, and across the sidewalk at the end of each row, more. And in every apartment was some woman, usually young, often pregnant, some a little older with kids already, some woman whose husband was in the Army or the Marines or the Navy or the Air Force and who might not come back. Bush came over almost every afternoon. Stanley had his PhD in chemistry and was wax working down in D.C. for the Pentagon and pavid enlisted in the army and was now in England. Of course Frances was in Bxixxxi Detroit, so it looked like Bush wasn't going to have any family around until Helen came back from San Diego and Jon flunked his physical when he tried to get in the Navy. Then he flunked the Bar Exams. Now Jon was home feeling very nervous about life. He took a lot of xx walks and thought about jobs. Bush worked nights cleaning offices. She took a nap in the morning when she got back, then made breakfast for her and Jon before going out to feed the chickens, ducks, and rabbits and clean the pens. Then she walked down to Pell's grocery that a Polish Jew owned now and bought food for the day. She and Jon had lunch, she got supper started, then walked aawx over to Helen's, three miles up Ash Street and over 18th until it crossed a long bridge over the trainyards and became Buffalo Road, and walked and walked until she got to Helen's barracks where she and Helen drank Mogan David with Seven-Up and played Double Solitaire. "You shouldn't walk so far by yourself," Helen told Bush. "You shouldn't be pregnant without a man around," said Bush. Bush was unbeatable at Solitaire. At home Jon was worried. He was losing xaxx weight,in his hands. "I can** keep them in my pockets," he told Bush. "They float right up." "You shouldn't do x everything for him," Helen told Bush. "If he did anything I'd never stop hearing about ii it," said Bush. Her hair was silver-blond and she looked like she was once the most beautiful girl in the bakery shop. She was almost sixty, |