A Pretty Happy Life

By Marge Murphy, March 13, 2015 — I am 87 years old.  I had a pretty happy life, even though I had bad things happen in between. My mother died young (when I was ten), and I was divorced with two children when I was twenty-two.

I liked Hallahan High School.  I was a 1946 graduate.  I kept my friends throughout grade school, high school and all the places where I worked.  I always saw [the] good in everybody!  I stayed away from people who were negative. I’m never really bored or lonely in my life, because God is #1 in my life. I have six grandchildren, whom I always had fun with, and five great-grandchildren. Most of the time I am happy, but I get discouraged, too.

“Journey’s Way” (our senior center) is a blessing to me.  It takes me four minutes to get here on my “roller-walker”.  I don’t find fault with people, because I know we all have faults. They have good lunches here, and I like to use the computers, because Facebook shows pictures of all my extended family and tells me everything.

I am most of the time happy with my life. I worked for the railroad twenty-five years and rode free on the trains and saw a lot of the United States and even got to Canada.  I also worked at TastyKake 17 years, as a companion at Cathedral Village 10 years, and at Strawbridge’s, Horn & Hardart’s, the Hot Shoppe and the Marriott as a waitress, where I always had tips in my pockets.