I grew up in the village….we…
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I grew up in the village….we would go to carmine st. pool, which closed in the summer at 9 or 10pm but for some reason they would leave the bright lights on into the mourning hours…we would promply climb the fence along with about 2 or 3 hundred others, 5mins after closing.
we would climb to the top of the handball court wall that happens to be just close enough to the deep end for a good dive..ouch..
anyway, in I think june or july of 1976 the 2nd
nyc blackout occured at 11pm and the place was packed..all hell broke loose, people were screaming,yelling,.&$%#$#@ing, and scrambling..
oh did I mention it was pitch dark….
“What a blast”
anyone know of that area?