Borchert Field, People

“We can’t have everything in life”

Evelyn Smith teeter-totters down the sidewalk of North Teutonia Avenue in Borchert Field, grocery bags in hand. She stops in a triangle-island at the corner of Burleigh Street to wait for the bus she’ll catch home.

The 70-year-old was born in Canton, Miss., but her parents came to Milwaukee in 1949 when Smith was only 5 or 6 for “the reason everybody else came up here”: better jobs.

“We stayed in different places. We stayed on Market Street, then we moved into a projects called Westlawn and then we moved over on 24th and Locust,” she says.

Smith’s father worked in a factory making carpet pads and her mother stayed home with the six children, four of whom were born after the move to Milwaukee. Smith, who was the oldest, lost another brother because of “something with his heart.”

“I didn’t go nowhere like my other brothers and sisters did,” says Smith, who admits she wasn’t very outgoing as a child. “I managed to make a couple friends.”

Later on, however, Smith did what few women — especially those of color — were at the time. “I did a little college,” she says, “I took up typing and then I took up medical terminology.”

Smith never ended up using the couple years of schooling she’d gotten, though. “I started working at a hotel dishwashing,” she says. “Then I worked in a nursing home, then I did some babysitting, then I worked in a cleaning factory. Then, I worked a job at the county hospital … and then, after that, I retired in ‘96.”

I doesn’t bother Smith that she didn’t get to use that education. Of the medical terminology, in particular, she says, “I just couldn’t hack it.” But she didn’t care about getting a particular job as much as she wanted to go to school for herself.

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After she retired, Smith was finally able to find something she loved, working as a crossing guard for 13 years. “I love kids and have fun talkin’ to ‘em,” she says.

Despite her love for kids, Smith never had any children of her own. “I wanted some but I couldn’t have ‘em.”

“It hurt my feelings when people [would] ask me if I had any children, I said ‘no,’ and they’d talk about, ‘Oh, you lucky.’ Nobody should say that; you don’t know how a person feels,” says Smith.

“I’d just tell ‘em, ‘Well, if it wasn’t meant for me to have children, it wasn’t meant for me to have ‘em.”

“I’m just glad that the lord has brought me from death about three or four times, now,” says Smith, who has been in the hospital four times since 2003. “It just taught me to be appreciative for life.”

“Some people don’t have what you have, you know, and some people are blessed and don’t even say, ‘Thank you Jesus for waking me up this morning,’” she says.

“I might be broke, I might not have no money but I’ve got my health.”

 

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