A Joy Day: Sundays in Denver, circa 1901
Reminiscences of a Blissful Sunday in Denver, circa 1901
Pearl Stevens Andrews (1896-1988) grew up in Denver’s Highland neighborhood during the early 1900s. The daughter of Ora and Daniel Stevens (a vegetable dealer), Pearl was one of three children along with older brother Charles and younger sister Florence. The family resided in a home at 3277 Meade Street.
Pearl recalls her memories of taffy candymaking, the Barnum & Bailey Circus parade, and a trip to Golden (via pet pony) in a series of nine written reminiscences (M1069), available for research in DPL’s Western History and Genealogy Department.
Below is a sample from “A Joy Day,” which details a blissful Sunday in the Stevens household around 1901.
How is it possible to pack all the slices of joy and excitement into one Sunday? Sundays were special for my brother (nine years old), my sister (now three years old), and myself, an extra lively girl of five. Special day. Papa was home all day.
Weekdays were long for him, leaving before daylight to be at the City Market before the farmers arrived with their fresh produce. His stall brought small profit, but Mama knew how to stretch every dollar.
Back to the slices of Joy Day. Not a wasted moment. It was early when we three youngsters came down the stairs then pell-mell into our parents’ big bed, interrupting our father’s well-deserved sleep. Funnies are always funnier when he reads them. Good imitations of Foxy Grandpa, Happy Hooligan, Buster Brown, the mischievous Katzenjammer Kids (who always got spanked), Mutt and Jeff. There were laughs and giggles unlimited.
When we heard the band tuning up, we cleared the table and hurried toward the lake. The big attraction was the electric fountain. We were early enough to get a good seat. What lovely colors reflected on to the lake.
What a Joy Day!
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