The Guarantee Laundry Company

While following the trail of Ace and Ann, I started wondering if we had any old pictures of the neighborhood around South 16th and William Streets--as I mentioned, the area looks a trifle blighted now. Still rather charming, especially late on a sunny afternoon, when I visited, but many of the buildings are boarded up or in decay. I couldn't find any photos of that precise location, but in Omaha Public Library's digitized collections I did find a couple of pictures of the Guarantee Laundry Company in 1912, which took up two buildings at 1468-1470 S. 16th St. Note the seemingly spotless attire of these laundresses--I would expect nothing less, of course. They knew how to get their whites white.

Of course, you can't see much of the neighborhood. But I imagine it was more bustling than today. The laundry was owned by Leonhard Carl Heine (at the far right in the top picture), who owned a number of laundry companies, including the Omaha Laundry Company and the Sanitary Towel Company (no, I don't think it was that kind of sanitary towel, but I could be wrong....more research required). He married Mathilda Hamann in 1912--the same year his kinsman and partner, Charles Heine, married Mathilda's sister, Agatha. Mathilda and Agatha may be the women identified in pen in the top picture as "Till and Aggie" (here I go, off to research the Heine family and see just how Leonhard and Charles were related. No wonder I never get anything done).

Charles and Agatha seem to have run the laundry, as can be seen from an ad in the Jan. 1914 issue of the Western Medical Review (found at Google Books--and I may do a whole post on some of the more interesting advertisements in this publication).

They were actually already married at this point.

Although the Heine laundering empire lasted a good while (the Heines were also involved in many Lutheran charitable projects), the Guarantee Laundry Co. did not stay long at 1468-70 S. 16th St.--it first appeared in the city directory in 1911 at that address and was gone by 1929, to reappear some time later at 301 N. 18th St. (which was also the address of the Sanitary Towel and Supply Co.).

I haven't followed 1468-70 S. 16th St. through all the years, but I did check it out at the tax assessor's site to see how it looks now. There is no 1468 any more, but 1470 still exists--I think it may be the same building. It's certainly old enough, having been built in 1890. Fallen on hard times, I'd say. But it's still a handsome old building. Won't someone take it in hand?

I was somewhat surprised to discover that the current owner is my own neighbor from across the street--or rather her estate, since she passed away four or five years ago. You just never know who you'll bump into when exploring a city.

A neighborhood bar

I had planned to write something about a fascinating fellow named Eugene Konecky, a left-wing poet and journalist of 1930s Omaha,  who had some interesting romantic affairs (is that enough of a teaser?), but instead I got distracted by a telephone call.  A library patron wanted to know whether he remembered correctly that there used to be a bar called Ace’s at South 16^th and Williams, and he thought that before that it was called “Ace and Ann.”  A quick Google search brought up the address, 1263 S. 16^th Street, and the fact that the building, described as “the old ‘Ace’s Bar’ building,” is, or rather was, for sale, at a bargain price (it was sold last October for only $18,000). According to the Douglas County Tax Assessor’s office, it was built in 1887 as a bar/tavern, and never remodeled. The building includes a two-bedroom apartment on the second floor.

I admit, it’s not really one of those beautiful old buildings that preservationists will defend to the death, especially now that it has some really rude graffiti on the door (tactfully invisible in the assessor’s photo), and the neighborhood seems to be dying, but it led to some interesting historical byways. 

First of all, it seems to have been a working-class neighborhood bar nearly continuously for over a hundred years, which is pretty neat. It was set squarely in what used to be called “Bohemian Town,” according to page 6 of the Reconnaissance Survey of Portions of South Central Omaha (a fantastic resource, also available in print form at Omaha Public Library; they did these surveys for many parts of the city).  The Omaha city directory indicates that in 1889 Frank Swoboda had a combination saloon, grocery, and hay and feed store at that corner, obviously meeting every need any normal person might have—especially booze, since judging by the newspaper publication of yearly liquor licenses, in those days there seems to have been a saloon on every other corner.  The true opium of the masses…?  The 1909 Omaha Police Department Official Historical Souvenir (available in our Nebraska Reference section) has an ad for Frank Semerad's bar at that particular corner; and the 1910 census shows that Frank lived over the saloon with his wife, three children, a servant, and the saloon's bartender and porter. How cozy!  All the adults were from Austrian Bohemia.

I didn’t look at every year between 1887 and now, but did note that Prohibition took its toll—in 1926, for example, the property was occupied by J.A. Kopecky Soft Drinks (shh, come around to the back….). And it was Frank Sloger Soft Drinks in 1932.

4319 S. 27th St.

Now, Ace and Ann!  “Ace” was Walter Sempek, born in 1910 to Polish immigrants.  The family lived for many years in “Little Poland” (http://www.nebraskahistory.org/histpres/reports/omaha_south.pdf, p. 5) at 4319 S. 27^th St., in a two-bedroom house with 1.5 bathrooms, still standing. Built in 1895 (the swans are more recent), it is an example of the front-gable worker’s cottage that the Reconnaissance Survey describes as typical of the era, and it seems to be holding up pretty well.

 The interesting thing is how they all fit in—the 1930 census shows nine people living there: Joseph and Mary Sempek, their six children (Walter was the eldest), and—a lodger! Privacy, of course, had yet to be invented. 

Walter, or Ace (this nickname appeared in his obituary—Omaha World Herald, 16 Feb. 1978, A.M. edition, p. 50—and on his tombstone in the largely Polish St. John’s Cemetery) worked in the Cudahy packing house, one of the four giant meatpacking plants in Omaha at the time, along with his sister Cecilia and many other people in the neighborhood. 

In 1932, at the age of 21, he married 18-year-old Ann Luczinski, the daughter of Austrian-Polish immigrants, and as if 4319 S. 27^th St. wasn’t already crowded enough, she moved in with Walter in his parents’ house. It probably wasn’t all that much of an adjustment, actually, because in her own home, a couple of miles away at 29^th and Arbor (according to the 1930 census), she shared what was probably the usual worker’s two-bedroom house with her parents and seven siblings (her address no longer exists, so we can only guess). 

Walter and Ann eventually moved into a house of their own, and after many years in the packing plant (Cudahy’s was followed by a stint at Nebraska Beef), Walter apparently scraped together enough to buy the bar at 1263 S. 16^th St. The 1949 directory shows it as vacant, and there was no directory in 1950, but in 1951 the Ace and Ann Restaurant made its directory debut. Walter (Ace) and Ann apparently lived in the apartment over the bar, as so many bar-owners had done before them. (1520.5 square feet. Intimate.) They had at least five children (going by Walter’s 1978 obituary), though they would have been almost grown by the time their parents finally achieved the American dream: their own business. 

Over the years the name varied—it was the Ace and Ann Restaurant, Ace and Ann’s Tavern, and Ace and Ann’s Bar at various moments in history, or at least in various city directories—but always Ace and Ann; they must have been a solid team.  Then Ace died in 1978, and Ann followed him in 1985. By 1984 Ace’s brother Joe (who, incidentally, still lived back in the old neighborhood, barely a block from the house he grew up in) was running the bar (Omaha World Herald, 12 Feb. 1984); and by 1990 it had apparently left the family; Patti Albertson owned it (Omaha World Herald, 22 April 1990), and it was no longer Ace and Ann but Aces Only. Seems rather a snub to poor Ann… Things seemed to go downhill a bit from there, with the bar appearing in the paper mostly in connection with stabbings, thefts, and illegal video slot machine operations.  

And now it is closed. That’s it, the life and death (perhaps) of an ordinary little neighborhood bar. Insofar as any place that encapsulates someone’s life story is ordinary.* 

*Interestingly—if you’re a little nerdy, anyway—in colonial times “ordinary” was a common term for a tavern or saloon, especially in the south.