Category Archives: Brooklyn
Cypress Hills Projects,…
Cypress Hills Projects, East New York Brooklyn. Born there in ’60 and left for the Rockaways in ’82. Used to go to 214, then 260 in Canarsie due to my art talent. Then back again to 218 for JHS. Memories were bittersweet, like most here. The days of penny candy were soon replaced with gang fights, then social unrest, then the drug wars. My kudos to any and all who survived it to relate it here.
Jack’s on Sutter Avenue…
If anyone knows the whereabout…
If anyone knows the whereabout of my childhood and young adult friend Kelly Kevin Murphy, who used to live in the Cypress Hills projects of East New York Brooklyn, until a move to Drew St., his childhood best friend Eric Vaughan would love to hear from him before we all pass into shadows. I noticed at Classmates.com many of our small gang of friends have survived. I’d like to think he did as well.
Never forget the first….
Never forget the first. As a kid, that peck that made your face so hot you could still feel it there when you close your eyes, and remember. Easy, Brooklyn/Queens New York City. 1967. PS214K school yard, first grade lunch recess. Donna Mantos. My cousin crystal had a huge overcoat and she made a cave. It was late fall, and I had the robber’s ski mask, like most kids pulled down so you looked like a 7 year old SWAT sniper. She pulled up the mask, and we’d exchange the pecks. The high lasted all day. Then she’d go back to her girlfriends, and I’d go back to my playing airplane. First heavy kiss was 1974, High School of Art and Design, from Evelyn. Wrigley’s gum and Kool cigarettes. What a memory.
We had several painted Skelly…
We had several painted Skelly squares in our Cypress Hills projects back in East New York Brooklyn. Skelly, Boxball, HopSkotch, seemed every ten feet. I remember generations of us playing it back in the sixties, and waiting our turn to. It was always the older teens first, then they’d leave to go the the basketball courts, or the top circle. Then we’d get the chance. My favorite cap of use was the coke top or wine cap with wax, but like many, I longed for the cool glass ring of the Coke, Tab, Fresca, or beer bottle ring. Seems I remember the older teens (back in the sixties) used to fish them out of the trash cans, and proceed to skim the necks on the asphalt or stoop until you got the perfect ring.
Spaldeens. I was just telling…
Spaldeens. I was just telling my wife about Skelly, and how back in East New York Brooklyn Sutter Avenue projects we used to cram the everyday essentials into a pair of Lee or Wrangler jeans: Bazooka gum Baseball cards Wooden metal tipped top with string Skelly top (I preferred the wax filled cap, mostly due to the fact I could never skim the beer bottle neck just right to get the sweet glass cap.) Spaldeen Somewhere, back in NYC there has to be all the Spaldeens that were roofed, hit between building cracks, sewer bound, between the spokes of our old bikes, and those broken ones used by Mom and Dad to cover sharp objects and second as couch leg lifters. When I see a piece of Bazooka gum today, I think of how we used to break it in four, share the comic, chew up the gum, and place it on the end of a broken mop or broom handle and fish out the coins and subway tokens to buy penny candy. Fish enough coins, you got a new Spaldeen. Pensie-Pinkies were foamier, as I recall. When they got chipped, well, there went the homeruns of the punchball team.
I had a dream the other…
I had a dream the other night that reminded me of my childhood days in Greenpoint Brooklyn where we would play this game day after day. What a great time I had. I feel somewhat privileged to have been part of something that defined who I am as a person raised in the streets of New York. Anyway, I decided to Google the game and came across this site. I live in California now, but feel a sense of importance in showing my kids this game. I’m not sure they’ll like it because times have changed and everthing seems to have to require a joystick these days, but I will teach them anyway. Thanks again for such a wonderful site and reminding me of my days of old.
I run a daycare in Ohio,…
I run a daycare in Ohio, and the kids are ALWAYS BORED…..lol I tell them to play…they just do not get it! I grew up in Kings Park Long Island in the 70’s, so I am teaching them Skully, and how to catch pennies off your elbow. I still have a beloved blue ball from the 80’s. I do not know why we started going to the blue ball, but remember everyone getting them and I still had the pinkie. I was poor…lol Could not afford a new ball! I do not remember what the game “composition A” is but remember the name of it, and that I played it. Can someone remind me how to play it….Also if there are any other kool games to pass on to the kids of 2000 let me know!