The little treasures (Volume 10)

boy with huge dog Bozo

Contributor: Loren Neubauer of South St. Paul

Date of picture: ca. 1930

Date of contribution: January 16, 2009

Caption: “Looking through some old photos, I came across this one of me and my dog Bozo. I was told the dog was born the same day I was, March 7, 1928, and that my father had brought him home in a shoe box.

“He was not only my companion and guardian, but also protected my friends. When I showed this photo to a friend who had lived down the block, she told me how Bozo saved her from harm (or worse) when she was about 4 years old. She had wandered from her home and walked all the way down Grand Avenue to Concord Street in South St. Paul. She said Bozo saw her and walked with her, keeping her from going into the street. When she got down to Grand and Concord, where there was a lot of traffic and streetcars, Bozo wouldn’t let her try to cross the street. Luckily a neighbor recognized her, picked her up and took home.

“Ironically, Bozo was hit by a car and died at the age of 14.

“Do you think good dogs go to heaven? God only knows, or only God knows.”

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street flood

Contributor: Unknown

Date of picture: Unknown

Date of contribution: Unknown

Caption: None

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Girl, goat cart, s. mpls.

Contributor: Great-Grandma from Edina (Mary Ellen McGraw)

Date of picture: 1926

Date of contribution: Unknown

Caption: “This is the South Minneapolis house where I grew up. I’m glad an ‘itinerant photographer’ came by with his goat. What fun to have happy memories!”

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goat cart with dad Bob Hines

Contributor: Peggy Kipka of St. Paul

Date of picture: August 1924

Date of contribution: Unknown

Caption: “I hope that it is not too late for one more ‘goat cart’ picture. I’ve had this picture of my dad, Bob Hines, since I was a little girl. He was born on May 25, 1920, and this picture was taken when he was 4 years and 3 months old, so sometime in August 1924.

“I remember asking him if the goat was his. He told me that some photographer had come around the neighborhood wanting to take pictures of kids with the goat cart.

“For some odd reason, I thought that I was the only person with a picture like this. My dad is no longer with us, but I know that my mom would enjoy seeing this. It sure has been fun seeing all the ‘goat cart’ pictures.”