Streetplay Discussions
off 164th and the concourse,…
off 164th and the concourse, in the mid-late 50’s, we played mostly 1 bounce “fungo” (self hit) stickball with a spaldeen. hits dtermined by distance. in riverdale from 1960-69, we played with a shaved tennis ball (which curved, threw screwballs) against a chalk box in the ps 24 schoolyard. sometimes had an outfielder. that was MY game. also played bench ball, punch ball, stoop ball, and curb ball (back in the old neighborhood-the concourse). and box ball.
I would go to coney island…
I remember how hard it was…
I remember how hard it was to walk on the boardwalk without shoes when you would go to the concession stands..ouch…ouch…hot ..hot..we would watch the fireworks on tuesday night by Bay 13…we would sit on the boardwalk and watch the people and ride in the wicker chairs. When I was older we would makeout under the boardwalk..hahaha…oh what fun.
Roller Skating was my life…
Roller Skating was my life in the 1950s. When the weather was nice I would skate from Newkirk Ave to Prospect Park. That was a long way to skate but i loved it. One time I rolled over my finger while fixing my skate. My mother still talks about that to this day. I went to Empire and Park Circle Rink and was a speed skater. I have not been on skates since 1977.
we played 3 box and 4 box…
we played 3 box and 4 box baseball on davidson ave in the bronx in the late 60’s both games have been described pretty accuratly we used to straddle the corners of the box in front of you to get a better reach into the box but tried not to put ur foot in the box hey harvey remember me we played 3 box all the time and i used to get u bus passes at clinton!!! lol those were the days of innocence jim
I grew up on the corner…
I grew up on the corner of 166th Street and Sheridan Avenue, across the street from P.S. 90. (90 Bronx, the best and finest, hail to dear 90). I wouldn’t trade anything for being brought up there until I went in the service in 1951, but I wouldn’t move back for anything as well. 35 years in South Carolina has spoiled me but good.
One of my fondest memories…
90’s equivelant of knock…
I remember when our family…
I remember when our family went to see the Macy’s fireworks one night about 25 years ago. We parked near Little Italy and Chinatown. After the main celebration we returned to the car. The fireworks were still going on all over the place down there. The air was thick with smoke from all the explosions (probably the smog too).