I guess I will be considered the “old fogey” compared to those who have submitted their messages here.

I found this site by accident and read all the letters posted here.

I was born Oct 24,1921 in the very old original Bronx Hospital on corner Fulton and 169th St.
It originally was a beer brewers mansion.

Lived at 813 E 170th St (which does not exist anymore) around the corner from the Loews Boston Road Theatre.

Schools: PS40, PS61, PS98, Morris H. S.

The Bronx will always remain the great passion of my life.

The memories that have been stated by others here are equal to mine.

Its not easy to erase the past when it was the best time of our lives. and I grew up during the depression whose only silver lining was that folks had more respect and showed more kindest to each
other.

That we had less is the reason we created those great games like stickball, stoopball, johnny on a pony, kick the can, hide-go-seek, even potsie, I played that too.

Nice talking to “ya old Bronxsites” and thanks for the memories

Max