| Mary Babiarz's family were
poor farmers in Charna, Poland. It was the turn of the twentieth century,
and some in her community began talking about America and the possibility
of a better way of life. So when her cousin wrote her from Wilmington,
Delaware and invited her to come over, 16-year old Mary left home
alone with one small bag and the clothes on her back, and traveled
by train, then ship, then train again to Wilmington, a 15-day journey.
She was dropped off by bus at 2nd and Walnut Street before dawn, but
had no idea how to find her cousin and she could not speak a word
of English. A stranger took pity on her and pointed her in the right
direction.
Within a month, Mary had a job at a local factory, but she was
disappointed because she found she was working as hard as before.
After a series of better jobs, she found she would work less and
earn more money. But because the factory where she worked would
not employ married women, she lost her job a year later when she
married her husband who was out of work at the time also. "So
I look for work, he look for work," she remembered. "And
I go to 2nd and Walnut, there was that
leather factory."
She continues
The Barbiarz's worked hard and within a year took the unusual step
of buying their own home on the east side of Wilmington, where in
1914 they became some of the first parishioners of St. Stanislaus
church in the heart of a growing Polish community, numbering 8,000
by 1930. Although the immigrants came from many different parts
of Poland, they shared similar traditions and developed a cultural
identity that remains strong in Wilmington today.
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