True story; looked down a sewer in queens for spaldeens,the water was jet black,i saw things moving,it was goldfish with there mouths gulping for air. Ill never forget that contrast of the black water and orange heads popping out.
Very nice,and i guess true everywhere,im happy for the way it was and sad for whats become of the trusting world of our youth.Seems like somewhere in the mid to late 1960’s things went down hill.
We had a pet parakette in our apartment, one day the bird really said,FRANKIE….TOMMY! True story,mom yelled out the window so much the bird picked it up.
WOOLWORTH 5 AND 10,in the 1950/60’s in queens had tanks of turtles and BABY ALLIGATORS, anyone remember these? I would run past the bras and undees to the rear of the store,as you got close you could smell that wonderful pet shop smell! I still love the smell of parakeet seed and turtle food,they smell the same as they did when i was 6! Also,Easter time,stores sold, baby chicks and rabbits.
UNCLE TONY. you could ask my Uncle Tony,for most anything and he got it for you.He visited on holidays only,so i asked for a REAL ARMY HELMET.He came threw,a real WW11 adult army helmet,and army belt. GOOD THING I DIDNT ASK FOR A TANK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Theres alot of kid names not used or rare to hear these days,like Sheila,Marcia,Richard. lets hear some lost names we all remember.
1954-65 Bellerose/glen oaks,queens. Garden apartments are nice,we where spoiled,we had large grass courtyards,sidewalks,garages behind the apartments,apple trees everywhere.We kids sat on the stoops,some buildings had stoops some didnt.But all the adults sat on beach chairs in the courtyards,in the shade or the sun,with large silver tanning reflectors.The women played a game,mahjon,and always yelled at anyones kids if they where bad.I still have my moms old beach chairs.Everyone had a beach chair,they sold replacement weaving for them,so they all lasted for years.Seems like adults had more spare time for family and relaxing in those years.Now im lucky to see a beach chair at all even on the beach,i really miss those days,im getting that beach chair out,now!
I borrowed things all the kids would leave out during dinner,things i never had,and played with them and put most of it back,hee,hee.
When doing street work,at night there were those black metal balls with the fire comming out,where are all these? I always wanted one as a kid,i was afaid to take one. Open flames burning unsupervised all night long. It seems like no one cared if kids kicked them over or burnt themselves.I remember a small chain on them,but not hooked to anything,anyone could take one,but i dont remember anyone ever touching them.I was afaid if i took one,someone would fall in the hole and it would be my fault.I have to check an antique store to find one,they did smoke alot and really smelled bad,but i still want one.
That calling out,reminds me about another term,after school we would say to a friend “ILL CALL FOR YA”. Anyone else remember this. QUEENS,BELLROSE,AND GLEN OAKS,1950’S AND 1960’S