People Surviving The Great Depression During the 1930's
72(Answering the request about how people handled their finances in the 1930's)
People didn't save money in the 1930's.
They didn't have enough money to have a "financial situation".
Most people had little money to spend.
Most people didn't have any money to save.
I was not alive then, but Mom did tell me some things.
She said that almost half of the people they knew had no job -- no work of any kind. That meant half of the men they knew. Few women worked outside the home. Mom remembers seeing dirty men on the streets searching through garbage cans for moldy bread.
My dad was one of the lucky ones. He had a job in a factory that made cardboard boxes. He rode a streetcar to Los Angeles, one hour each way, worked in an dark, unheated warehouse-type building for six or seven days a week.
He wore a heavy overcoat pinned together at the neck with a horse blanket safety-pin to keep himself warm as he fed large cardboard sheets into a cutting and folding press.
He wore the coat when he went to the boss of the factory to ask for another five cents per week, because his wife was expecting a baby.
He made ten dollars a week ( though the streetcar cost ten cents a day) but he felt lucky to have a job. If the box factory was busy, he had to work six or seven days a week . To refuse the extra hours , would put his job in jeopardy, and there were plenty of other men waiting to find a job of any kind. There was no overtime pay, no benefits and no insurance.
They lived in a small apartment with her parents. They grew some vegetables in the back yard. They repaired their old clothes. They got by.
No one ate at restaurants. A steak dinner for one person could cost as much as three bucks. A few people went to the movies, but a ticket cost fifteen cents, and that would buy a quart of milk and a loaf of bread.
Somehow, most people survived the depression. They depended on family and friends, worked hard and bought only necessities.
Read how this couple continued to be smart with their money and managed their own personal health care account with money they later used to travel the world, by CLICKING HERE.
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Ouch. We don't know the meaning of tough times, do we, really? I worked in a cardboard box factory myself, one summer, and couldn't keep up with the wee Glasgow women who had been doing it for years. I didn't last three days, I don't think, before I had to fess up and look for something else.
You're right -- no one had any money to save, back then. My Granda worked in the shipyard in Belfast, and I don't think he ever bought anything on credit in his life. The idea of owing money was not only foreign to him, but kinda shameful. Now I look at my debts and I know he was right.
my grandparents were the same about owing money - except on a mortgage, which was "respectable" debt.
In my family, it hasn't - my parents still have a mortgage, and no other debt, and none of their four children has any debt, even a mortgage, yet.
I have heard such (coping up) stories from my parents and grand parents. They really used to slog. Although, we are facing tough times too, yet, I feel we are still better off. Thx for a very nice hub
My step-father was born in the depression. Till the day he died, he pinched every penny and saved every piece of anything. Our basement was filled with old nails, rubberbands, frames, pieces of wood, tacs, you name it, it was stored and labeled, just in case. He rarely bought new clothes or shoes unless he had to. Everything was bought outright, including his home. It got on our nerves. But now I can say I had a good role model and I'm not lost when it comes to pinching pennies (not that I do as often as I should.)
Great hub. Thanks for sharing.
Hi Rochelle -- I loved this hub! As others have mentioned, I remember my grandparents telling me about the luxuries of eating eggs -- or rather EGG, as in singular -- sitting round the table and having one fried egg sit on a plate in front of my granddad who would give a bite to each of her four daughters, then share the rest with his wife.... my grandmother died an old age and could never, ever until the day she fell ill, bear to do away with any single piece of ANYTHING in the house. We kids called it junk, she called it insurance in case tough times came back... I think we have NO idea nowadays...
NIce hub,,, very nice informations ,,thanks for share this
Amazing to take the number of Grandpa's earrnings, and compare it percentage-wise to the cost of commuting, or a steak dinner in their time...
and then take that percentage and figure out what it would cost me in this day and age compaired to my paycheck! EEK!
I remember listening to my mother and my husband's grandmothers and they all said the same thing. They pulled together as family and community and shared. People didn't care about getting ahead, just surviving.
I think that we need to do more of that now.
Thank you for the reminder.
People knew how to survive hard times back then, I think we've lost that. Our survival skills are dull and that is the scariest thing about the world as it is today. What will people do and how will they survive if they have never had to learn what it's like to be without.
I really enjoyed reading this hub! I think it's ridiculous that the media is constantly bombarding news about our "terrible" economy, when in fact it could get a whole lot worse. Nobody is grateful for what they have because they are expected to have more. My family raised me to be independent so that THEY don't have to take care of me. I wish I had family security like families did in the old days. My grandma lived through the hard times though. She is also the number one person there for me during my hard times...
I love this Hub Rochelle. I would've loved to sit and listen to these stories with my family. You're lucky in that aspect:) And many others I'm sure.
Thanks,
MissJamie
This was such a cool Hub Rochelle. Thanks for sharing it. My Gram still tells me about the days when milk cost a few cents... I cannot believe it when she tells me that. She also told me about full serve at gas stations! Theys check the oil, clean the windsheild, and fill up the tank.
Incredible how times have changed! I dont even know why they use the term full serve anymore if all they do is fill you up, and tell you to move to let the next person behind you in. lol
my father grew up in a small rowhouse with 15 people living in it and i never heard one word of complaint about that life, only funny stories and great food (boy could those old girls cook) and love and genrosity - only 5 of the bunch were kids, of the adults only one of them had a job, in a grocery store...we met an old woman after my father died who said she remembered my father as a kid, schlepping soup up the ally to neighbors who had nothing
I can't Imagine 16 people living in the same house,if they only had one bathroom
Glad to hear these stories from someone at least second hand...
The Depression was a hard time for the American populace. I'm saddened every day as we pump up inflation and the Federal Reserve prints new money every day to support mistakes others have made.
When will we realize money is fictious? Hopefully soon.
Sincerely,
G|M
Hi Rochelle, I have also grown up hearing many stories about how the Depression affected people. Thrift was part of what they learned as a necessity but was also a virtue. It would solve many problems today starting in people's own homes and on up to our government leaders and the spenders of public money.
Thanks for sharing. My parents also talked about the hardship they had after WWII. I hate to sound cold hearted, but I am tired of the media helping those who do not want to help themselves and just sit around complaining about their hardships.
Makes me think of my parents - both grew up in the depression. And I think of the grandparents' generation who knew how to make things with their hands and always had mayo jars and rubber bands and such saved in the basement, "just in case". I love the memory of those people, especially now that I am older and recognize how strong and resilient they were, to have survived many of the hardships they experienced.
The Tea Party hates the help Will Rogers and FDR did to help people by advocating projects to create jobs. They are shameful fanatics. You have no idea what people are thinking unless you go to other places like where I contribute, Business Insider and Seeking Alpha.
I fight back but I am quite outnumbered. Great hub.
This subject addresses a subject that I think too few people really even think of (even in these days of unemployment and economy problems). I think so many people who lived through that time had their thinking changed forever. BUT, they got through it, for the most part. (Side note: My mother had a collection of Indian-head pennies and steel pennies that I always found kind of interesting.)
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People need a reminder like this. Born at the end of WW11, food was extremely scarce except carrots. I was 5 before I saw a banana. Socks were darned, sheets side to middled and every one helped each other. Not like that yet. I'm certainly ramping up my Veggie plot!
Rochelle this is amazing. I have one problem with your hub....IT'S TOO SHORT! Just when I was warming up for more it ended.
Seriously, you have to really admire and respect people who lived in the 30s because they knew how to survive, we wouldn't last very long under that same conditions. By the way did your father get the five cents raise?
Excellent hub.
I loved reading your parents first hand experience of the thirties. My grandparents had very little money when they came to Canada in the fifties, but they knew where every penny went. Recycling was a big thing; if a sweater had a hole in it, it was unraveled and made into stocks or mittens.
As always, great hub Rochelle :)
My Mother, Daddy, and oldest sister weathered the Great Depression. My sister told of eating turnips all werinter and being thankful for those. My Daddy would find odd jobs to do being paid meager sums.
As I remember the conversations about that time, I remember that they were telling it as a cautionary tale...to be thankful for what we have. I truthfully would whine sometimes as a child as most of my friends were very wealthy. And I would maybe want this or that their families had given them. It was at times like that in a gentle way, I was reminded to be thankful for the hand me down clothes from my cousins...things could be much worse...and my sister would remind me of the Depression years....Reading about this again takes me back to when I was a child and learning to APPRECIATE. Even now, we need to be reminded that in our difficult times there are those who do eat out of dumpsters...thank you for sharing this...
I was born in that era and today I look around and hear people complain about not having more of this or that.
Then when we had no food---WE DID WITHOUT---there was no food stamps or hand outs from the goverment---which we TODAY expect to provide.
Maybe it is time to standup on our OWN two feet ---we all have a choice---VOTE! AND BUY AMERICAN.



































Patty Inglish, MS 3 years ago
Interesting to read and compare to other, similar stories of the 30's. We don't have that hard a time today, yet; but some people are mighty close.