Category Archives: All Seasons
Anyone remember the Ragamuffin…
i grewup in queens rochdale…
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i grewup in queens rochdale village i remember many friday and sat.nites going downtown to the fillmoure east and seeing some of the best music of our times at the late show ill allso never forget comming home at 4 or 5;00 in the morning and waiting for the bus at parsons blvd.and having the best pizza i ever had.these were the best days of my life and i woulding change them for anything.i just want to thank all my freinds for making this possible.love wayne
I can remember a game we…
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I can remember a game we played in the 50’s when you made a circular path in the snow with other paths through the circle. Someone was “it” and you had to stay on the paths and try to catch the others. I’m not sure I have the game exactly right as I was very young at the time. Does anyone know the name of the game and more details?
I grew up in the village….we…
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I grew up in the village….we would go to carmine st. pool, which closed in the summer at 9 or 10pm but for some reason they would leave the bright lights on into the mourning hours…we would promply climb the fence along with about 2 or 3 hundred others, 5mins after closing. we would climb to the top of the handball court wall that happens to be just close enough to the deep end for a good dive..ouch.. anyway, in I think june or july of 1976 the 2nd nyc blackout occured at 11pm and the place was packed..all hell broke loose, people were screaming,yelling,.&$%#$#@ing, and scrambling.. oh did I mention it was pitch dark…. “What a blast” anyone know of that area?
We just got some snow in…
How can you talk snow and…
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How can you talk snow and not mention Flexible Flyers?! Lying on your belly, feet extended so as to hook onto the sled behind you to create great sled trains…. setting up sledding courses, down the breezeway between two houses, left on the common drive, and right, down our house driveway and into our garage…. Those were the days when it snowed real snow… not this new stuff that you can only negotiate on big plastic disks that look like colorful, oversized trashcan lids…. And how ’bout cafeteria tray sledding/skiing?! Ah… winter……
During the 70’s, I spent…
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During the 70’s, I spent my summers at the Pancrest Lodge bungalow colony. Pancrest was nestled in the woods of South Fallsberg. It had a camphouse, ballfield and casino. The casino was the nerve center of the colony, it also served as headquarters for the “color wars” strategy sessions. The owner’s daughter ran the casino for a while. On weekends, my folks came up and we’d have breakfast at Poppins. There was a steep and narrow road that led you to and from the colony. I remember my last trip down that road, it seems like a lifetime ago.
I used to go to a bungalow…
We lost my little brother…
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We lost my little brother once at Coney Island when he went back and forth from the shoreline to where we were sitting filling his pail and then his hole and pretty soon it got very crowded and he couldn’t see us. We finally found him at the lost and found still with his pail of water, my mother desparate and crying. That was the last time we went to Coney Island and went to City Island instead, to a more or less deserted part of it. Later, when I hit my teens, I’d go with my friends or my myself.