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un dos tres i said an…
un dos tres i said an east an west I met my boyfriend at the candy store. He bought me ice cream, he bought me cake. He bought me home with a bellyache! I said Mama, mama, I feel sick! Call the doctor, quick-quick-quick! Doctor, doctor, if i die? close your eyes and count to five. One, two, three, four, five. I’m alive! on channe 5 see that house on top of the hill thats where me and my boyfriend live
ANYONE HERE REMEMBER THE…
ANYONE HERE REMEMBER THE YARD? RIGHT BY THE 4 TOWERS IN QUEENS BETWEEN MARATHON PARKWAY AND LILLTE NECK PARKWAY? THE TOWN WAS CALLED DEEPDALE/BEECH HILLS. TO THIS DAY WE STILL FIGHT ABOUT WHICH SPOT HAD THE BEST LOOKING BABES. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON’T KNOW THERE IS A WEBSITE. IT’S AT WWW.BEECHHILLS.HOMESTEAD.COM/ IF ANYONE REMEMBERS THE YARD TAKE A LOOK AT THE WEBSITE. YOU WILL SEE FACES YOU HAVEN’T SEEN IN 40 YEARS. DENNIS GORME
VannyPoo is right – I grew…
VannyPoo is right – I grew up in Park Slope Brooklyn in the 60’s and we called it skelsies. I now live in Grand Rapids, Michigan and was trying to explain the game to some of my co-workers. I had to send them this link – they thought I was making it up. Wait til I explain Hot Peas and Butter and Buck Buck…
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I was from the area of simpson…
I was from the area of simpson and westchester avenue.in the 50s we played all the city games talked to all the girls and busted out those doo-op songs in every hallway every night. The popular songs were oh what a night, maybe,the wind, shout, tears on my pillow, i only have eyes for you, why do fools fall in love etc. Then we went on to salsa dancing at the tritons, hunts point palace, cuban club, tropicoro, international, yorkville casino, manhattan center, the corso, cheetah,the 3101/2, the shay jose, the gallery,terrace gardens, embassy ballroom etc. The boys on the block were manny, cookie, pucho, lefty,louie, fingers julio, tito flat top, frenchie, chickie, joe nose, thurman, mr. lee, lil diaz etc. some people talk about bad childhoods but I thank God for growing up in the Bronx. A lot of good memories a lot of good friends. Hopefully people pass on this sight to others so that we can start to find old friends through their stories. I am a young 63 that is a prime example of a city boy who now lives in the country.I went to ps 20 then to jhs 40
Up on simpson street in the…
Up on simpson street in the bronx we hung out on the rooftops. We would plug in a record player to the hall light and dance on the sticky tar.Sometimes we would climb down to the street via the firescape and many times that top ladder to the roof was ajar from the building and shook enough to send us tumbling to the street below if we did not watch it. On the way down,being Puerto Rican neighborhood we would have to jump over jugs of a formenting drink called mavi.Each landing had a different aroma of pork chops, pastelillos, rice and beans and fried chicken. We would reach the bottom of the back yard starving and we had to be quick because there always was a mean dirty dog named buster waiting to bite someone. We would then go out to the street and play kick the can.ringolivio, stickball, marbles, johnny on the pony, skully or hitch on the back of trucks that we leave us somewhere in long island.A typical day back in the fifties.we had mucho fun.
Fireworks…by the middle…
Fireworks…by the middle of the afternoon in my neighborhood on Staten Island, South Beach projects you couldn’t even see the smoke was so thick and fireworks were illegal!!!! Actually the fireworks for the 4th usually started going off around June 20th (right after we got out of school) and we’d see all the people coming up from the South (where fireworks were legal) opening up their trunks and selling fireworks to anyone who had money…one summer we bought a mat of firecrackers (144 packs)…I was so tired of them after that!! Blue Angels always few at South Beach every 4th of July and you could see them from the roof of our projects…1976 4th of July was awesome…one of the best other than 1986 when the Statue of Liberty reopened after being renovated…one million people in downtown Manhattan…if you were claustrophobic you would have died! Bud beer being sold out of garbage pails in Chinatown…what a city! I live in California now and would never move back but my childhood was the absolute best! maryfinn