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Updated: May 25, 2025
Rodjezke removed the stains one at a time. Eight years at this work had taken away the necessity of her wearing knee pads. Mrs. Rodjezke's knees did not bother her very much as she scrubbed. In the evening Mrs. Rodjezke usually rode home in the street car. There were several odd items about Mrs.
The deliberate coiling and arranging of her stringy black hair must have taken a good fifteen minutes regularly out of Mrs. Rodjezke's otherwise industrious day. These items are given in order that Mrs. Rodjezke may be visualized for a moment as she rode home on a recent evening. It was very hot and the papers carried news on the front page: "Hot Spell to Continue." Mrs.
Rodjezke that one could observe as she sat motionless and staring in her seat waiting for the 2900 block to appear. First, there were her clothes. Mrs. Rodjezke was not of the light-minded type of woman that changes styles with the season. Winter and summer she wore the same. Then there were her hands. Mrs. Rodjezke's fingernails were a contrast to the rest of her.
When the family appeared on the 51st Street beach it was alive with people from everywhere. They stood around cooling off in their bathing suits and trying to forget how hot it was by covering themselves in the chill sand. Mrs. Rodjezke's bathing suit was of the kind that attracts attention these days.
"I don't know what's wrong with the poor woman," said the beach policeman to the Hyde Park police sergeant. "But she was moving up and down like she was trying to scrub the beach." "I guess," said the sergeant, "we'll have to turn her over to the psychopathic hospital." There's a lot more to the story, but it has nothing to do with Mrs. Rodjezke's last job.
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