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As my daughter said above, it was a wonderful Easter Sunday. I remember playing skully when I lived in the Casle Hill Projects in the Bronx. I had some much fun playing and teaching my children and grandchildren the game. And what I remembered the most was the making of the caps. I told my grandaughter, Taylor, she had to personalize the cap. The cap was the game. We would spend hours going through the trash just to find a few. And every on had their “favorite cap”. We would spend hours on the ground playing. And we were good at it. Showing my kids brought back great mamories. For just a little while, I felt like a kid agane.
WOW! Today is Easter…
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WOW! Today is Easter and my parents as well as my brother and his wife joined us for dinner. It was a beautiful day outside and we took all opportunities to enjoy it. My daughter, 8, and sister in law decided to play on the driveway with chalk. My dad who was near by decided to reminisce and show my children and us adults (his children)how to play a game he played when he was a child growing up in the Bronx. Not remembering the name of the game, just the basics of it he taught us this really cool game that had us all playing, from my son age 5 to my dad 46. While playing we discussed how it would be neat to recall the exact rules and dimensions of this game as well as learn/remember others. I suggested the internet by searching under street games. We joked and said we could search under “ghetto games” as this is what my dad refered to them as. Low and behold here I am. When everyone left I came online to research the fun game we learned and played today as a family. I am way to excited to call my dad and send him this website. He will be thrilled. He taught us how to make the bottlecaps with crayons as weight and that is how I was able to pinpoint this game we played. Now I know the name and can find out more about it and learn others. Thank you for taking the time to make this site possible. Hopefully others can go back in time like we did and have just as much fun! Tasha O. Albany NY
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regarding the 3 sewer question…
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regarding the 3 sewer question vs. 4 sewers: i played stickball in Holliswood Queens NY in the late 50s and I was taught by my late father. he once took me back to the South Bronx where he played in the late 1920s and early 1930s. 3 sewers was the furthest for a homerun and the ball had to pass three full sewers. he never mentioned 4.
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Hello every-one this is a great site, just reading where you are from and the games you played brings back many memories. I grew up on HuntsPoint 901 Faile st. between seneca and garrison it was a private house my family owned. I attended all 5 schools on hunts point 1)the church headstart school 2)kindergarden on coster 3)ps48 4)the mini schools on manida 5)and then i.s.74. one of the best things about the point was we as kids playing had a green light to play all over the point. i CAN REMEMBER every block had a team. it was strictly if you lived on there, you played there no one played for any other block. i mean we played all the games in the past that you can imagine. plus the block to block stickball games where legendary. the block to block games especially. it was so competitive that we had all ladys game. my mother played first an third my aunt played outfield and my grandmother was the official substitude homerun hitter. plus after the games we had block partys on the 4-hills or in 75 or 48 parks. My generation was the last to have all that fun past down from generation to generation. my child hood years where in the 70s and 80s im 37 now. great old days. next neiborhood story. BIG BAD MELLOW -21 NOW A FORCE IN THE HANDBALL WORLD. MEMORY LANE.
Someone just informed me…
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Someone just informed me of this site. What fun it is! I was thrilled to see a basket of Spaldeens in the store and bought a half dozen. I don’t think I ever bought one as a kid because during WWII rubber was rationed and the only place you could get them was on the black market. We acquired ours on the roof when the boys lost them playing stickball. We would retrieve them and wash them in hot water, that revived the bounce and we played these familiar girls games. No one in the store where I bought them understood the meaning of these precious balls. I had fun bouncing them on the counter. I remember “A” my name best but the other games ring a bell too. Thanks for sharing. I grew up in The Bronx, near Crotona Park.
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Well guess what it isn’t just N.J., Bronx, or Queens, because we played it in Brooklyn too. I was raised in the Fort Greene Projects around the 50’s and man i grew up with a big crowd of kids. we would spend all day playing all kind of games, and kick the can was one of them. No lie we had over fifty kids and you can imagine how pisst off the kid who was it was, when somebody would kick the can and about thirty of us would be free. ahhh it was priceless.