Played it in Glen oaks/Bellerose,Queens…
Played it in Glen oaks/Bellerose,Queens 50’60;s.It just started all by itself,no reason,someone wanted something back. And that was the start of it,often leading into another game,MONKEY IN THE MIDDLE! In those years seems like we had extended childhoods,playing into our teens.Probably the only years of bieng kids to the extreme,and we did it all,all day long.No children these days can ever come close to the days we had,and thats a shame.
playing cards in the spokes,ballons…
WOOLWORTH 5 AND 10,in the…
WOOLWORTH 5 AND 10,in the 1950/60’s in queens had tanks of turtles and BABY ALLIGATORS, anyone remember these? I would run past the bras and undees to the rear of the store,as you got close you could smell that wonderful pet shop smell! I still love the smell of parakeet seed and turtle food,they smell the same as they did when i was 6! Also,Easter time,stores sold, baby chicks and rabbits.
UNCLE TONY. you could ask…
Theres alot of kid names…
1954-65 Bellerose/glen oaks,queens….
1954-65 Bellerose/glen oaks,queens. Garden apartments are nice,we where spoiled,we had large grass courtyards,sidewalks,garages behind the apartments,apple trees everywhere.We kids sat on the stoops,some buildings had stoops some didnt.But all the adults sat on beach chairs in the courtyards,in the shade or the sun,with large silver tanning reflectors.The women played a game,mahjon,and always yelled at anyones kids if they where bad.I still have my moms old beach chairs.Everyone had a beach chair,they sold replacement weaving for them,so they all lasted for years.Seems like adults had more spare time for family and relaxing in those years.Now im lucky to see a beach chair at all even on the beach,i really miss those days,im getting that beach chair out,now!
Ive read alot of the differant…
Ive read alot of the differant posts here,and alot of us all played the same or variations of the same games,but alot of posts mention smells after a rain,and warm city nights,hot endless summer days,sounds up on a fire escape.The haze on the streets,steam from manholes. This was the other half of our lives,our sences have a memory too. A sound or scent from our past can transport you to childhood for a minute,i love getting those minutes,and search for them when ever i can.
I borrowed things all the…
When doing street work,at…
When doing street work,at night there were those black metal balls with the fire comming out,where are all these? I always wanted one as a kid,i was afaid to take one. Open flames burning unsupervised all night long. It seems like no one cared if kids kicked them over or burnt themselves.I remember a small chain on them,but not hooked to anything,anyone could take one,but i dont remember anyone ever touching them.I was afaid if i took one,someone would fall in the hole and it would be my fault.I have to check an antique store to find one,they did smoke alot and really smelled bad,but i still want one.