the two officers wore fine. new unifrom. the younger of the two was polite. the older man had heard every excuse before. and he was tried of listening.
jim watched as the young husband tried to pull a piece of paper out of the officer's hand. this says we have another day. he cried. come on. said mike. pulling jim's arm. but jim was already moving across the street and mike went with him. you can not do this. the young woman was saying. we'll never get back in. her husband jumped in front of the officers as they moved to fit a new lock to the building's front door. please. I'm staring a factory job next week. the officers pushed him away and put the lock on. excuse me. said mike politely. then louder. excuse me. the officers stared at him. please can I have a look at that notice. the law says that I'm allowed to. he stepped forward. let me just have a look at the date on it. if everything's ok with it. we'll just walk away. or else what. demanded the younger officer. the older officers was looking. mike smiled. you guys know jim braddock. don't you.
The older officer’s attitude change immediately “ I’ve seen you fight,Jim,” he said Mike looked down at the document in the older man’s hand “What do you say,guy ? Mistakes happen all the time.” The officer nodded. “maybe we got our days mixed up,” he said, removing the lock from the door. As the two officer walked away, Mike and Jim began to help the couple move their furniture back inside. “So you’re a lawyer? “ asked Jim.
Mike shook his head. A banker. but I hired enough lawyers to have a good idea of the law. it does not matter now. I lost it all in 29. he looked Jim in the eyes. you know. there are people living in central park. the government has failed us. we need to organize. fight back. Jim shook his head. fight what. bad luck. you have to trust that the government will solve things in the end. I like what President Roosevelt says. Forget Roosevelt. shouted Mike. he has not given me my house back yet. Jim looked in surprise at the terrible anger in his friend's eyes.
the blanket did not hang in the middle of the room. Now the three children had it around them. as they lay in the bed. Jim could see their breath in the cold air. every piece of clothing in the apartment was piled on top of them. he crossed the room and threw a piece of a wooden sing onto the fire in the stove. Mae emptied the rainy day jar onto the table. she began to push the coins around.
six dollars and seventy cents. said Jim. joining his wife. how much would it cost to turn the electricity back on. thirty three dollars and ten cents. whispered Mae. if I work twenty-six hours out of every twenty-four. it still won't be enough. Jim seemed suddenly weaker. he looked at Mae. think of all the other guys who wanted to marry you.
what happened to those guys. joked Mae. then she squeezed his hand. I married the guy I love
A wet cough from across the room interrupted them. it's howard. said Mae sadly. he's been sick since this afternoon
when Mae woke up the next morning. Jim had already gone out into the terrible cold. she spent the morning trying to keep the children warm. burning pieces of wood they had taken from signs in the street. howard lay close to the stove. his face red with fever. fighting back the tears. his mother held a glass of water to his lips. the boy was getting sicker.
not wanting her children to see her cry. Mea rushed out the door and stood in the snow. bitter tears ran down her face. she cared only about keeping this family together. Jim was killing himself trying to do this. but it was not working. Now they had lost their heat and electric power. Mae knew what she had to do. she rushed inside to dress her children warmly for the trip across the river to New York City
As jim stepped through the door, the apartment was as cold as the air outside. He met silence. No little bodies ran to him with open arms. By the stove, mae sat alone. Staring into the dying flames. She couldn’t meet his eyes. Howard was getting worse, she explained. Then rosy started to get sick. Where are they, mae the boys are at my father’s house. Rosy’s going to stay with my sister. We can’t keep them warm, jim. Jim’s emotions were almost too strong for words fear, sadness, anger. He pointed a finger at mae. You don’t decide what happens to our children without me
mae stood and held his arms. Jimmu if they get really sick. we don't have the money for a doctor. if you send them away. this has all been for nothing. he said angrily. it means that we lost. he shook Mae's arms off. I made a promise to Jay. do you understand. I promised that we would never send him away. without another word. he turned and walked acoss the freezing room and out of the door. later that afternoon. he stood at the wooden counter of the Newark rilief office. An unsmiling women counted out twelve dollars and eighty cents. which she placed in a white envelope. Jim's hand shook as the signed for the money. trying not to blame himself for what he had done. Ashamed. he put the envelope into his pocket. he pushed his way through the unhappy crowd. they were lawyers and dock workers. teachers and factory workers. Bankers and builders. now unable to earn money themselves. they were here to receive money from the state. some were so ashamed that. like Jim. they looked only at the floor. others looked straight ahead with empty stares. after Jim crossed the river to Manhattan. he walked past all the homeless people in the city who seemed to have no hope. the story was the same everywhere. At last. Jim reached the street around Madison Square Garden. there were no bright lights now. nopeople in expensive for anything they could use. Jim went to the familiar side door. the sign for the next fight showed two boxers standing with gloves up. Jim rememberd when his picture had been on signs like this. he rememberd the fight with Tuffy Griffiths. the dream of that night when the future looked bright for Jim Braddock.
But then another. less happy memory came to mind the fight against Tommy Loughran. it was July 1929 just four months before the Crash. Jim was fighting for the title of light heavyweight champion. but it was the fight that turned Braddock into a boxer of failed promise. the New York crowd had wanted Braddock to win. and the fight had started well. too. but things changed in the second round. Lougharn began to dance around the ring. doding Braddock's punches easily. he had discovered Braddock's biggest weakness no left hand punch. in the rest of the fight. Braddock had hit the champion with a few good punchs. but it wasn't enough. the judges all decided that Loughran was the winner. the newspapers weren't kind to Braddock who had looked slow in the last three rounds. his dream of winning the title seemed to be at an end. now. years later. Jim stood in the shadows in Madison Square Garden and said the same words that he said after the Loughran fight. I don't know what went wrong. he opened the side door and started up the stairs. the climb to the Madison Square Garden boxing club was the hardest of his life. the club was a place where the rich money makers of New York's boxing world could relax and do business. it wasn't high above street level. but it was like another world. at first. nobody noticed as Jim Braddock walked into the smoky room. he went up to two men in the center of the room. Mr.Allen Phil. the man looked up at the fighter. others noticed and conversation around the room died. Jim cleared his throat. I am here because we can't afford to pay the heating bills. we had to sent our kids way. I just need enough money to get my children back. Jim took off his hat stretched it out. the whole room was silent now. Mr.Allen put his hand in his pocket. sure. Jim. he placed a few coins into Jim's hat. thank you. relied Jim. then he offered his hat to the others
around the room. everybody gave some money even Jimmy Johnston. thw man who had taken away Jim's license. Finally. Jim stopped in front of Joe Gould. I am sorry. Joe. he told his old manager. what do you have to be sorry about. Jim. said Joe. how much more do you need. one dollar and fifty cent. I think. whispered Jim. Joe placed the exact amount in Jim's hat. when Jim left the club. it was dark outside and streetlights lit the icy sidewalks. Jim walked past a store that had gone out of business. his face looked back at him from the dark glass of the store window. he had seen that look before. it was on the face of the man in his old suit selling apples on the street corner. it was onthe face of the banker waiting in line for hours at the Newark relief office. Jim had never understood how a proud man could sink so low. now. with the money in this pocket to get his children back. Jim knew. he finally understood. the next night. Mae opened the apartment door and turned on the electric light. Jay and Howard ran inside followed by Jim. who was carrying the sleeping Rosy. Jim was happy to see his family together and home agian. but he felt other emotions. too. he knew now easily their world could be destroyed. he couln't sleep that night. when the sun finally appeared. he got up and dressed silently. before he left for another long day of work. he stood at the door and looked at his family. a boxer entered the ring alone. if he was knocked down. he alone could stand up and continue fighting. Jim was alone now. as he left the house and went looking for work.
spring had come to Newark at last. and the braddock family had joined other families at the local church. Once a month the priest. father Rorick. organized a birthday party for all the children whose parents couldn't afford a party.
Jim put his hand around Mae. happy that the cast was off at last. when it was time to sing the names. the different families all sang a different name.
howard pulled his father's arm. it was better when we had our own cake. he said.
father Rorick heard him. Do you know I boxed
เจ้าหน้าที่สองสวมดี unifrom ใหม่ อายุของทั้งสองได้แนะนำเกี่ยวกับภัตตาคาร คนเก่าได้ยินทุกแก้ก่อน และเขาได้พยายามของการฟังเพลง จิมดูเหมือนสามีหนุ่มพยายามดึงกระดาษออกจากมือของเจ้าหน้าที่ นี้กล่าวว่า เรามีวันอื่น เขาร้องเรียก ไม่เอาน่า ไมค์กล่าวว่า ดึงแขนของจิม แต่จิมถูกย้ายข้ามถนนแล้ว และไมค์ไปกับเขา คุณไม่สามารถทำเช่นนี้ หญิงสาวที่ถูกพูด เราจะไม่รับคืนค่ะสามีไปหน้าเจ้าหน้าที่ที่เข้าล็อคใหม่ไปที่ประตูหน้าตึกพอดี โปรด ฉันกำลังจ้องมองงานโรงงานสัปดาห์ถัดไป เจ้าหน้าที่ผลักเขาออกไป และใส่ล็อค ขอโทษ กล่าวว่า ไมค์สุภาพ แล้วดังนั้น ขอโทษ เจ้าหน้าที่จ้องไปที่เขา โปรดได้มีลักษณะที่สังเกต กฎหมายบอกว่า ผม/ดิฉันสามารถ เขาก้าวไปข้างหน้า ผมเพียงได้ดูวันที่บน ถ้าทุกอย่าง ok กับมัน เราจะเดินไป หรือ อื่น ๆ อะไร แค่เจ้าหน้าที่อ่อนกว่าวัย เจ้าหน้าที่เก่าที่ถูกมอง ไมค์ยิ้ม พวกคุณรู้ว่าจิมแบรดด็อค คุณไม่เปลี่ยนแปลงทัศนคติของเจ้าหน้าที่เก่าทันที "ผมเคยเห็นคุณต่อสู้ จิม, " เขากล่าวว่า ไมค์มองลงไปที่เอกสารในมือของคนรุ่นเก่า "อะไรทำคุณพูด ผู้ชาย ข้อผิดพลาดเกิดขึ้นตลอดเวลา" เจ้าหน้าที่คนนั้นพยักหน้า "บางทีเรามีของเราวันอลวน เขากล่าวว่า เอาล็อคจากประตู เป็นเจ้าหน้าที่ทั้งสองเดินไป ไมค์และจิมเริ่มช่วยคู่ย้ายเฟอร์นิเจอร์ของพวกเขากลับไปภายใน "ดังนั้นคุณทนายความ" ถามจิมMike shook his head. A banker. but I hired enough lawyers to have a good idea of the law. it does not matter now. I lost it all in 29. he looked Jim in the eyes. you know. there are people living in central park. the government has failed us. we need to organize. fight back. Jim shook his head. fight what. bad luck. you have to trust that the government will solve things in the end. I like what President Roosevelt says. Forget Roosevelt. shouted Mike. he has not given me my house back yet. Jim looked in surprise at the terrible anger in his friend's eyes.the blanket did not hang in the middle of the room. Now the three children had it around them. as they lay in the bed. Jim could see their breath in the cold air. every piece of clothing in the apartment was piled on top of them. he crossed the room and threw a piece of a wooden sing onto the fire in the stove. Mae emptied the rainy day jar onto the table. she began to push the coins around.six dollars and seventy cents. said Jim. joining his wife. how much would it cost to turn the electricity back on. thirty three dollars and ten cents. whispered Mae. if I work twenty-six hours out of every twenty-four. it still won't be enough. Jim seemed suddenly weaker. he looked at Mae. think of all the other guys who wanted to marry you.what happened to those guys. joked Mae. then she squeezed his hand. I married the guy I loveA wet cough from across the room interrupted them. it's howard. said Mae sadly. he's been sick since this afternoonwhen Mae woke up the next morning. Jim had already gone out into the terrible cold. she spent the morning trying to keep the children warm. burning pieces of wood they had taken from signs in the street. howard lay close to the stove. his face red with fever. fighting back the tears. his mother held a glass of water to his lips. the boy was getting sicker.not wanting her children to see her cry. Mea rushed out the door and stood in the snow. bitter tears ran down her face. she cared only about keeping this family together. Jim was killing himself trying to do this. but it was not working. Now they had lost their heat and electric power. Mae knew what she had to do. she rushed inside to dress her children warmly for the trip across the river to New York CityAs jim stepped through the door, the apartment was as cold as the air outside. He met silence. No little bodies ran to him with open arms. By the stove, mae sat alone. Staring into the dying flames. She couldn’t meet his eyes. Howard was getting worse, she explained. Then rosy started to get sick. Where are they, mae the boys are at my father’s house. Rosy’s going to stay with my sister. We can’t keep them warm, jim. Jim’s emotions were almost too strong for words fear, sadness, anger. He pointed a finger at mae. You don’t decide what happens to our children without me mae stood and held his arms. Jimmu if they get really sick. we don't have the money for a doctor. if you send them away. this has all been for nothing. he said angrily. it means that we lost. he shook Mae's arms off. I made a promise to Jay. do you understand. I promised that we would never send him away. without another word. he turned and walked acoss the freezing room and out of the door. later that afternoon. he stood at the wooden counter of the Newark rilief office. An unsmiling women counted out twelve dollars and eighty cents. which she placed in a white envelope. Jim's hand shook as the signed for the money. trying not to blame himself for what he had done. Ashamed. he put the envelope into his pocket. he pushed his way through the unhappy crowd. they were lawyers and dock workers. teachers and factory workers. Bankers and builders. now unable to earn money themselves. they were here to receive money from the state. some were so ashamed that. like Jim. they looked only at the floor. others looked straight ahead with empty stares. after Jim crossed the river to Manhattan. he walked past all the homeless people in the city who seemed to have no hope. the story was the same everywhere. At last. Jim reached the street around Madison Square Garden. there were no bright lights now. nopeople in expensive for anything they could use. Jim went to the familiar side door. the sign for the next fight showed two boxers standing with gloves up. Jim rememberd when his picture had been on signs like this. he rememberd the fight with Tuffy Griffiths. the dream of that night when the future looked bright for Jim Braddock.But then another. less happy memory came to mind the fight against Tommy Loughran. it was July 1929 just four months before the Crash. Jim was fighting for the title of light heavyweight champion. but it was the fight that turned Braddock into a boxer of failed promise. the New York crowd had wanted Braddock to win. and the fight had started well. too. but things changed in the second round. Lougharn began to dance around the ring. doding Braddock's punches easily. he had discovered Braddock's biggest weakness no left hand punch. in the rest of the fight. Braddock had hit the champion with a few good punchs. but it wasn't enough. the judges all decided that Loughran was the winner. the newspapers weren't kind to Braddock who had looked slow in the last three rounds. his dream of winning the title seemed to be at an end. now. years later. Jim stood in the shadows in Madison Square Garden and said the same words that he said after the Loughran fight. I don't know what went wrong. he opened the side door and started up the stairs. the climb to the Madison Square Garden boxing club was the hardest of his life. the club was a place where the rich money makers of New York's boxing world could relax and do business. it wasn't high above street level. but it was like another world. at first. nobody noticed as Jim Braddock walked into the smoky room. he went up to two men in the center of the room. Mr.Allen Phil. the man looked up at the fighter. others noticed and conversation around the room died. Jim cleared his throat. I am here because we can't afford to pay the heating bills. we had to sent our kids way. I just need enough money to get my children back. Jim took off his hat stretched it out. the whole room was silent now. Mr.Allen put his hand in his pocket. sure. Jim. he placed a few coins into Jim's hat. thank you. relied Jim. then he offered his hat to the othersaround the room. everybody gave some money even Jimmy Johnston. thw man who had taken away Jim's license. Finally. Jim stopped in front of Joe Gould. I am sorry. Joe. he told his old manager. what do you have to be sorry about. Jim. said Joe. how much more do you need. one dollar and fifty cent. I think. whispered Jim. Joe placed the exact amount in Jim's hat. when Jim left the club. it was dark outside and streetlights lit the icy sidewalks. Jim walked past a store that had gone out of business. his face looked back at him from the dark glass of the store window. he had seen that look before. it was on the face of the man in his old suit selling apples on the street corner. it was onthe face of the banker waiting in line for hours at the Newark relief office. Jim had never understood how a proud man could sink so low. now. with the money in this pocket to get his children back. Jim knew. he finally understood. the next night. Mae opened the apartment door and turned on the electric light. Jay and Howard ran inside followed by Jim. who was carrying the sleeping Rosy. Jim was happy to see his family together and home agian. but he felt other emotions. too. he knew now easily their world could be destroyed. he couln't sleep that night. when the sun finally appeared. he got up and dressed silently. before he left for another long day of work. he stood at the door and looked at his family. a boxer entered the ring alone. if he was knocked down. he alone could stand up and continue fighting. Jim was alone now. as he left the house and went looking for work.
spring had come to Newark at last. and the braddock family had joined other families at the local church. Once a month the priest. father Rorick. organized a birthday party for all the children whose parents couldn't afford a party.
Jim put his hand around Mae. happy that the cast was off at last. when it was time to sing the names. the different families all sang a different name.
howard pulled his father's arm. it was better when we had our own cake. he said.
father Rorick heard him. Do you know I boxed
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