In this collection of vintage-photograph postcards, Michael Hauser and Marianne Weldon explore the store's past.
Hudson's Department Store boasts a rich history. These images illustrate the people, the events, and the everyday scenes that make up the Hudson's story.
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I rember when I was a little girl my identical twin sister and I resided in Detroit Michigan our Father worked for Ford and our Mother worked for Hudson's in Detroit as a housekeeper. We enjoyed walking along Woodward ave. and shopping at famous stores S.S. Kressige, Hudson's etc. and espically when all stores had their anual side walk sales and that is when our Mother would make a day of it by bringing an old wagon and we would start at one end of the block and at noon we would end up at Hudson's for Lunch and have a "Maurice" salad. then we would venture Hudson's bargin basement department and our Mother would always find something that we would always not need now but latter we would. Our Mother was quite a seemstriss , she would get alot of request from people that we did know to make drapes either for their front windows or perhaps their bedrooms or what ever window neds to be covered. and yes she did make all of my clothes either for school or dress clothes.My parents Had party line telephone. and at times when we tried to venture to use the phone it was a game it self . My Father had a long metal pole and my Father painted on it telephone . and our Homes were close together that all my dad had to do was when ever he needed a naibor to come over he would open up either side of the house window and tap tap on their window and the same rule applied back if they wanted us. You see our homes were so close that we shared a common driveway. I will always keep the memories going cause my house that I grew up in is no longer their nither is the street it was all taken away when the Detroit riots came and destroied what was then, and is no longer now. "Memories" and how they linger From the memories of Cynthia Kerr