Hi nynmary, Joe Rivera here. In my teen years, I grew up on Grand Avenue just off Fordham Road. That was from 1976 through 1980. We used to shop at Alexanders on Fordham Road. I enjoyed the Valentine Theater along with the Paradise Theater on the Grand Concourse. That may be before your time perhaps? Joe
i am 30 years old and what i see with the kids these days is there is no supervision. the parents still out enjoying their “youth” to care what their kids is doing. they think “well their gonna do it anyways” i cant stop them. thats why people is all messed up. no values. the kids dont even value themselves. and to the girl who post name is “help me out”…girl you just became a sucker of reverse pyschology. that guy played you. you fell for it. you need to have more brains then that. damn. i was raised in the bronx with no parents around but i had more brains and loved myself enough not to fall for lame tricks like that..grow up!!!!!
i grew up on 1250 leland ave in the bronx, then on castle hill ave near the bingo hall. it was during the late 70’s- 93. i am now 30yrs old. i live now on long island. i always say i am so so happy i grew up in the bronx. no other place or time could replicate the good times i had with my 4 other siblings and friends. people just dont get that. all the street games, breakdancing, fourth of july, hanging out on the stoop from sun up to sun down, going to the corner store playing ms. pacman. teasing the old ladies sitting on the sidewalk in their lawn chairs as we rode our bikes passed them…..what a great group of kids from all nationalities…black, white, spanish,chinese and everything in between…we were one…we stuck up for eachother and looked out for one another…we were a real neighborhood. you dont see that anymore. i miss that. i just hope my son will have that experience,but somehow i doubt it…only in the bronx, kids!!!!
Any one remember voting for Miss Rheingold? There were voting boxes in neighborhood grocery stores with pictures of beautiful girls. You could vote for your favorite. My friends and I would vote millions of times for a girl we wanted to win. I think I was about 10 at the time. It’s amazing how much freedom young city kids had in those days. My friends and I wandered all over (probably a 5 or 6 block radius.It was a poor neighborhood but we never knew we were poor because everyone was pretty much in the same boat. Much of what I know today I learned on those very streets.
My aunt lived at 501 West179th. We used to walk there (my grandmother, cousins, from West 65 Street. Then they’d all walk us across the George Washington Bridge. I remember Highbridge pool, the great movies on St. Nicholas Avenue. It was a beautiful area. This was in the late 1040s and early 1950s. I haven’t been there in many years.
This is a great site!! I learned how to play skully at Holiday Haven Campground in Estelle Manor, NJ from kids who lived outside of Philly. It was hugely popular there, then we exported it to our neighborhood in Monroe Twp. NJ where we made an infinate number of skully boards on chalk either on our street or patio. My three sisters and I preferred our caps to be constructed of Dad’s cast off Budweiser beer bottle caps (the King of Beers and skully caps!) and melted-down crayola crayons. The metallic colors swirled with a regular color were the coolest! We would melt the crayons down right in the caps on Mom’s electric stove (where melted crayon spills were her bane!) I can remember the smell of melting crayons as if it were yesterday…
I am looking for the ending to the rhyme that starts: Not last night but the night before twenty-four robbers came knocking at my door as I ran out they ran in hit me on the head with a bottle of gin it hurt it hurt it hurt all night I asked them what they wanted and this is what they said! Someone please tell me what they said before I go crazy. Thanks