Beginning in the early 1900s, my great-great-grandfather owned a tavern on the near southwest side of Chicago in what was, at the time, a Czech neighborhood. He himself had immigrated to the United States just a few years earlier from Bohemia (then part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire.) His name, at least after he came here, was Josa Smrt (later changed to Joseph), which literally translates as "Joe Death". Everyone - family, friends, customers - just called him "Pappy". My dad remembered visiting his great-grandparents and playing in the apartment above the tavern, where Pappy and his wife Grandma Tony lived.
One time in the late 70s, my great-grandfather J.J. Smrt (Pappy's son, second from the left) drove all of us down there to see where it had been. At that time, it was a pretty rough neighborhood and we were only there long enough for a few of us to jump out of the car and take a quick picture in front of the building.
This is what it looked like a few years ago on Google. From what I've heard, that neighborhood has made a comeback and is a pretty decent place to live.
