New York Years
Hard Times, Pigeons, Bad Boys, Rumors of War



Hard Times


Sid Wallach:
"This was just about the time of the crash.  Everyone was buying stocks and bonds and they wanted to get rich too.  They had a hell of a business going but they wanted to get rich so they invested all of their money from the fur company. They had a good fur company going, they invested in stocks, when the crash came they were all wiped out.  They had nothing...

My dad had a brother living in New York who invited him to come to New York and get a job because jobs were so scarce.  That was how we ended up living in New York.  First my dad went there and got a job, then my mother and I went over... As they could afford it they brought twp more of the kids over... Then we got an apartment. Eventually everybody came to New York." 

- From a transcript of a 1981 audiotape recorded by Robyn Carlson

Ben Wallach:Brooklyn House
"... is that the house in Brooklyn? - I thought so - I don’t remember it too well. It’s a funny thing,  you know I dropped out of school, we weren’t doing too well.  I was working for $7 a week. And you were lucky to get a job.  I was a delivery man for a truck.  Some of it ,,, I would take the delivery on the subway… and I didn’t even know New York then.  They have 5 different suburbs and son of a bitch, riding around on the subways and I didn’t even know my way around town.

I got paid so much a week.  They weren’t that refined in those days.  I made a delivery into the Empire State building on the 66th floor. You get in there shoom! You are up – right there!  So, they open up and there are all these girls there - you know  - models walking around in their underwear and I’m a kid watching them all... A guy says what are you doing here?  I said I’m delivering.  Well he says  - deliver!

 I said to my boss - Do you have any more stuff for the Empire State building? ."
 
From a videotaped interview November, 2004

John Wallach:
"... It was depression time.  My loving dad couldn’t work - as a result all my brothers and sisters pitched in. We rented a seven room house - the rent was twenty five dollars- which of course we couldn’t afford. To help pay the rent we took care of the furnace, threw garbage out,  shoveled snow, and a host of other duties. At 5 am everyday I would go to the relief station for milk and groceries which were donated by the government. The reason I went early as I didn’t want any of my friends to see me... enterprising Papa John then decided to make money.

I shined shoes and when I brought home a dollar it was like $1000 in today’s standards. Movies were a nickel and when we entered we were given a hot dog or a cold drink. My shoe shining days came to an end when the Italians* threatened me with bodily harm - as they said that was their spot.

 So I sold life savers on the subway - I had a terrific speech:

"Yes folks - I have an introductory offer of these very delicious candies, not one for a nickel, not two for a nickel, not three for a nickel - but four for a nickel! In four of the most delicious flavors!  Please raise your hand for this bargain - I’ll come right to your seat!

Business was tremendous when suddenly a cop pulled me in to the station and said:
 

"We are going to lock you up!  However if you promise not to sell candy on the subways we will let you go."  

They even drove me home
(I was nine years old**). Thus ended my candy career.

My next venture was selling ice cream at the beach which I became very proficient at. Once again a cop pulled me into the station and my ice cream adventure ended.

Then I became a milkman's helper. it was horse and wagon in those days, and I ran the milk wherever the driver told me. During one of those stops, the owner said I’ll be back in 20 minutes. Watch the horse and milk. Suddenly two Italians* came by:

     "Whatcha got in the wagon kid?" 
     "Oh I’m watching the horse with the bottles of milk'"
     “Lets take some."

Oh no.  With that they grabbed bottles of milk and one of Italians* kicked the horse and I was off to the races!  After five blocks we came to a dead end - Thank god.

My boss ran the five blocks and said:  "
You’re fired."

Thus ended my career in milk.
- From a note written by 'Papa' John Wallach to his son Barry.
The note starts: "My number one son- Barry Wallach has expressed his wish that I author sort of a autobiography of my life - so here goes.... "
- editors notes -
*Politically Correct version of the actual word used by Papa John.
** John was probably a few years older if this took place in NY- MW


Pigeons

 

Sid Wallach:
"... Then I started raising pigeons.  I had this big pigeon coop in the back yard attached to the garage ...  I was in my teens and it was really a thrill.  You had all these pigeons  in the back yard.  I used to raise them they had nests in the back coop, and then every morning I would let them out and they would fly  ...  there was certain birds I would let out and they used to just fly. Big! Take off straight out and never see them until they come back twenty minutes later, half hour later, hour later.  And you know it was a thrill.  You used to try and catch somebody else's pigeons in the air and bring them back, catch them, band them,  and sell them back to the pet shop or sell them back to the owner. "

Jeff
- "Were these carrier pigeons?"

"No regular pigeons, Carrier pigeons are homers."


Harlan
- "Did you eat any of your pigeons dad?"

"No."


Harlan
- No?

"No- it was fun."


Harlan -
"Are you sure you want all this recorded for posterity? Who s going to listen to it?”

 
From a videotaped interview October 4, 1981


Sid Wallach:
"... I was a very shy person in school.  I couldn’t get up in class to give an oral report.  I remember a couple times- even though I was prepared-  I would get up in front of the class. I would stare at the class.  I would say to the teacher  I’m sorry I wasn’t prepared, and I would go sit down. Even though I was prepared, I just couldn’t face the class.   What changed it, was that I was raising pigeons.  The teacher told me I had to make a report that particular day.  So I took a pigeon with me .  I held it in my hand ... of course everyone was looking at the pigeon.  No one  had  seen a pigeon in school, and here I was holding it.  I got up in front of the class  and explained how we raised the birds, how we grew them, how we tried to catch them, and how we trained the birds.  After giving my report, I opened the window and I released the pigeon and said the bird would fly straight back to home you know.  The kids were all amazed. That was the first time I recalled standing in front of the class and giving a full report.

From a videotaped interview April, 2002


"... they had 15 birds, and two pigeon coops (night and day). To protect the brids from local cats, they kept a BB gun to scare them off. One afternoon, while the boys were at work, Pa noticed a cat stalking the pigeons. Attempting to scare the cats away he grabbed the BB gun. Not know how to use the gun, he had one finger on the trigger and a finger of the otheer hand on the muzzle. He proceeded to shoot himself in the finger. "

Barry Wallach notes of a conversation with Jack Sklar  May-94

Bad Boys
The "Terrible Wallachs"

Robyn- "Ok dad tell me why you guys were called the terrible Wallachs?"

Sid- I’ll tell you a couple of incidents.

Robyn- who was the ring leader?

Sid- there wasn’t a ringleader.  Just incidents that happened.  Like..

I was in the house. We lived on the second floor. Its was Friday night or Saturday night and I’m in the house reading.  My sister Lil came upstairs and she was crying. I said whats the matter?  She said there is some guy at the other end of the block who is calling me dirty names.  I said who would do that?  She said I don’t know.  She says "Hes a new guy".  So I went down the block and sure enough I saw this guy that she described.  I said to him whats your name?  He said my name is Yamo (sp?).   I says to him "What, are you new here?" He says Yah I just moved on the block. I said to him my sister tells me you’re calling her dirty names.   He says to me "So what!"  ... I hit him.  I hit him right between the eyes. One shot.  He went over backwards, he got up, he held up his hands and he said "I’m sorry, I’m sorry" you know and then he ran away.  The next day, he came out, he had two black eyes.  You know why? Because I caught him on the bridge of the nose.  Of course when you hit a guy, you’re the bad guy so that was an incident that happened.

Robyn- Was that what started the terrible Wallachs?

Sid- no but things like that lead to the name.

Like my brother Ben.  We all used to bet with one guy on the block.  He used to take our bets.  You know we used to bet football.  What happened was, we used to lose everything. The bookies always made money.  But this one week, we hit em pretty good.  I remember his name was Davey Fine.  He came around the block after the Friday/Saturday games were over.  We went over to him to collect our money that we had won, cause we lost most of the time.  And he said to us  I don’t have the money to pay you off.  He said "What are you gonna do? hit me?"   Ben hit him.  Gave him a shot in the head and knocked him over backwards.   When he hit him, Ben said  "Don’t ever show your face on this block again  unless you have the money to pay us off."   And when the guy used to show up on the block , he’d look around for us, you know.  If he saw us he’d run like hell.
That’s another reason why we were called the Terrible Wallachs.

Robyn- he never paid you?

Sid- He never paid us,we never got paid. 

Robyn- This started after New York? Or was this in New York.

Sid- this was in New York. We lived at 2266 E. 7th street.  I still remember the address.  This guy used to come around and take our bets.  It wasn’t much 2,3 dollars.  But  whatever it was, if you won  10 or 15 that was a lot of money in those days.  We would work a week at 67 cents an hour or 57cents an hour so it was a lot of money to us.  To lose all the time and then we won. He was dating a girl on the block, in fact it was the house next to ours. When he came over there, he had to be so careful that we didn’t see him.

Robyn-  why didn’t he just pay you.

Sid- He didn’t have the money to pay us off.  He kept the money himself. Never paid us off.

Barb- The girl next door did she come over?

Sid- She complained to my mother:  "Your boys wont let my boyfriend come here."  Mom said she didn’t know anything about it.  Mom didn’t know anything.

Barb- Who was the girl in your house?

Sid -  That was a girl by the name of Minna.  She was a friend of Lillians.  They were upstairs.  They were bending over on the dining room table looking at something as I walked in. So I flicked her ( motions back of hand hits her butt) you know like that. You know.  And she jumped about two feet in the air.  I didn’t think anything about it.  But Lillian told my dad.  When I came home my father was in the house and she had already told him.   He started yelling  I’ll teach you to touch the girls, I’ll teach you.  He starts running around the table to get to me.  We had a big dining room table and in the middle of the dining room table  was a red vase.   I said Pa I didn’t do anything, I says I didn’t do anything.  He says I’ll teach you. You know.  And finally he picked up the red vase.  When I saw him pick up the red vase I headed for the stairway.  He threw that vase.  It hit the wall. Hit the floor.  It bounced and never broke. Harlan owns that vase today. He’s got the Red vase in his house. That is a magic vase. He threw it hard.  Meanwhile I ran down the stairs.  My father was running down the stairs behind me as fast as he could go.  But I was a lot faster than him.  I ran down to the end of the block and he was about 10/15 yards behind me.  I turned around I could see he was still coming.  There was a fence so I just jumped over the fence.  I knew he couldn’t get over the fence.

Robyn- how old were you?

Sid-  I’m trying to think.  I don’t remember maybe I was a teenager.  I don’t recall.  I know I stayed outside, till Ben came out ( cause my mother was yelling at my father she say’s  he did nothin, your picking on him, he did nothin) and said  Pop said he wont beat you up, He say’s you can come home now.  So I went home.  It was getting dark out , it was late.

Robyn-  He must have been feeling pretty good at that point in his life. If he was able to chase after you like that.

Sid -  Yeah, at that time , he did not have his leg problem yet.

Sid - I almost killed my brother Ben once.  We had a fight.  We were horsing around and first thing you know it got out of hand. You know,  how brothers fight... it wasn t nothing you know...  its just that he took a swing at me and I took a swing at him and he turned sideways and when he turned sideways, I swung at him I caught him a kidney blow in the back and he remained paralyzed.  I took a look, he couldn t move, he couldn t breathe and he couldn't - he was just standing up, straight up without moving. I panicked and I ran and got my mother you know cause I thought I'd really killed him.  She came running downstairs, running outside. In that time Ben had regained ! his composure and he wanted to kill me. 
"I'll kill him! , I'll kill him!" I kept hiding behind my mother.

From videotaped interviews 1981, April-2002

Life in the 'hood


Sid Wallach:
"... there used to be peddlers coming around the house  you know…. And when they get in the neighborhood…. This one guy in particular used to catch my fancy, because he used to yell out Baaaanaanoooo!… Baaanaaanooo!  It was Bananas. He used to yell out bananas.  That was his calling card. And all the women used to go downstairs, and they’d  buy what was on his wagon. You know.  What happened was , I’d say to mom when I’d go downstairs with her. I’d say  - you know mom... these bananas are soft.  He would say to me... you taste that banana it’s the sweetest banana when its soft like that. He was right it was sweet. It was bad, but it was sweet.”
 
From a videotaped interview August 8, 2004



Sid -  I Remember when we were kids when we were growing up in Brooklyn.  Ben, John and I used to play a game called Hand Ball. The Game was played in the streets.  Like baseball- You had a 1st baseman , 2nd baseman.   In the street you had a 1st base ,a 2nd base ,a 3rd base, a home plate just like in baseball.  The game was… You had a ball,  and you through it up in the air and as it came down you hit it with your hand.  You just threw it up and you hit it.  You could direct it in any direction you want.  I remember the older guys…which was Ben’s Team.  Every block had a team.  We used to  play for money you know.  We would play each other and we would bet on the game.  I remember when the older guys let me play with them.  I had become good enough to play with the older guys . It was a big thrill for me to be able to to join them.  I was on the same team with Ben. I remember how thrilled I was to play with the older guys.  In those days no one had any money, so when you bet a buck that was a lot of money.  We only  made 12 dollars, 13 dollars a week.

Robyn - but you weren’t that much younger than them?

Sid - Well, there’s three years difference between Ben and I.  Three years when you are younger is a lot...  I was very athletic, Ben was very athletic, John wasn’t as athletic as we were.   John was a very fast runner but didn’t have the athletic prowess that either Ben or I had.   It was really a thrill for me to play with the big guys... Of course we practiced all time.  The whole thing was practicing makes perfect.

Robyn- you practiced in the street?

Sid-  That was the only place to practice, we would play in the street.  In fact that’s how I broke my wrist. I was playing.  I hit the ball.  I ran to 1st, I ran to second.  What happened was - I hit it I hit it towards the 3rd baseman.  It was just out of his reach.  He got one hand on the ball.  The ball hit his hand, went up in the air, jumped the curb and went into the bushes on the side where the houses were.  Well once you hit the ball and it touches in fair play, the game is in action. It doesn’t stop.  You have to jump over the bushes.  Jump into the bushes to get the ball in somebody’s garden. But you do that- you just keep playing.  So I ran to 1st, I ran to 2nd,  I could see this guy in the bushes, making believe that he was looking for the ball.  He was faking it.  I made a dash towards 3rd .  He got up.  He threw to 3rd, and I slid into 3rd. In the street you know.   When I got up,  I held up my wrist.  I could see I had broken my wrist.   I could see the  bone the skin covering the bone you know.  I was out by the way.    I remember saying }look at this Ben."  Ben says "Oh my god."   We started running towards the end of the block where there was the doctors house.  We were heading for the doctor you know and  I said to Ben Its getting awful dark here.  You know , I was getting ready to pass out.  He says no it ain’t.  I said  "It isnt gonna rain? "   He says "no I don’t think so."  By the time we got to the doctor’s I think I was ready to pass out.   The doctor just said  "lay on the ground.|  I laid on the ground. You know I put my head down. I laid down. I came to again, you know.  He took one look, and said you have to go to the hospital.  I can’t do anything here for you. 

Sid with broken wristRobyn - Did Ben take you to the hospital, or did your parents take you?

Ben - He was out at 3rd base, I said to him "God damn it …how do you feel" , he said "I think I broke my hand."  I looked and there was a bone sticking out of his hand. I almost fell over. When he broke his wrist, we were both kids, we didn’t know nothin, we ran into a doctors office and he said take him to a hospital. When we left the doctors office - I made him run with me all the way to the hospital. I was afraid he’d pass out if he didn’t run. He made it too, we both made it. That was really somthing. 

Sid - In the middle of the night they woke me up and they took me down to the room there. They  straightened out my wrist, and put it in a cast. So we didn’t even have money for a streetcar so we ran all the way to the hospital.

Ben - And then I said to them, where is my brother- and they said he’s staying overnight. I said "Holy Shit." I had to go tell the folks that he was staying in the hospital over night.

Robyn -   What hospital was that?

Sid - Coney Island Hospital. Those were the days.


- Composite of interviews between Robyn, Ben and Sidm from: 1981, April-2002, Jan-2005



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