WHITE CASTLE BURGERS WERE .10 SLICE OF PIZZA, .15 CIGARETTES, .30 MY FAVORITE TY SHOW” AMOS & ANDY” I STILL WATCH IT ONLINE. WENT TO P.S. 112 JOHN PHILIP SOUZA JR.HS 142 AND GRACE DODGE HS IF ANYONE INVENTS A TIME MACHINE, YOU KNOW, LIKE ‘BACK IN THE FUTURE’ LET ME KNOW. LOL NO JOKE BEST LOOKING CAR ’57 CHERRY RED CHEVY [MISS THAT CAR] I COULD GO ON AND ON.,MY BEST FRIEND IN EDENWALD PROJECTS WAS/IS ANA VIENTOS. ANA, WHERE ARE YOU?MISS YOU. I ALSO MISS LEONA LEWIS, ARNETHA BATTS., NORMA ROSARIO,MIRIAM VEGA,WE CALLED ‘MIMI MYRNA,LILY,YVONNE AND MARIA,FOUR SISTERS , THERE FATHER’S NAME IS LUIS.,THEY LIVED ON THE FIRST FLOOR OF ONE OF THE BIG BUILDINGS,ACROSS THE STREE FROM ME.
Pook, from 1154 Stratford Ave (bet Watson/Westchester) here. Born and raised in the Bronx, lived in the same apt until I was 21 and we moved to Puerto Rico (’65-’87). Son of Sam used to live on my block as a kid. The summers were the best…lots of good memories as a kid, playing all the street games there were. The old Ward Theatre was where we’d go watch all the Bruce Lee flicks (it later became Roller World skating rink then a furniture outlet of some type). Carvel and Hebrew National deli was down the block on Westchester across from the original Yankees Pizza. Man, a slice with extra cheese and a Carvel shake???!!! That was heaven. Went to JHS 123 (or as we called it, “The Rikers Island Annex” heh heh). We’d all go check out Bambaataa at the Zulu Nation jams in Bronx River projects. Hanging out in front of the stoop with all my friends, rapping to all the girls or snapping on each other. I’d bring my box and we’d chill out listening to 98.7 Kiss/92 KTU/BLS. Red Alert/Chuck Chillout/Mr Magic. Then we’d get 25 cents and get a “piragua” down the block (or a “coquito”). It was cool ’til the mid 80’s when crack took over and messed EVERYTHING up. Before that, it was a cool place to live and grow up. After I left, i lost a few friends who were killed in front of my old building. I went back in ’98 and ’04 but everyone I knew (except for a few old ladies like my boy Pedro’s grandmother) was gone. Although a mural of one of my boys that was killed is still there (on Stratford, near Westchester). Very sad going back to the block. Sandra, you said it right, those were the days…peace.
Sandra from 1068 Gerard Ave. (165th) (1973-1978) Building is gone now, but not the memories. Hanging out at Mullaly Park. Playing on the swings, handball. The bodega on the corner. Had my first crush there. Dr. Chan was my pediatrician. Playing in the alleys. Chelo, my best friend, the super’s daughter. Hanging out with Junie and Nancy on 166th. Had my first kiss with Francisco on the roof of the building on the corner of 166th and Gerard. Shopping on 167th. Went to school at PS 114 til 4th grade. Used to get a pizza, grape soda and a Snickers for $1.00. Then went to Christ the King on Marcy Place; Father Laracy, Father Rodrigo, Father O’Keefe, Sister Consilio. Going to the Kent Movie Theatre to watch Bruce Lee Movies. Later going to the RKO and Loews Paradise. Block parties! Those were the days…
My girlfriends and I would bring a pail of water (we’d load it up with table salt), a blanket, soda, and tan ourselves on tar beach. At night we’d bring pizza and sodas to the roof and hang out under the stars. The roof was a part of every city kid’s life. What great fun we had there.
One of the many joys of life back in the 50,s was to hang out on the street corner and sing Doo Wop. While living in East New York Brooklyn I would sing till my throat was sore.We would sing when we got up till we went to bed at night. In the subways or hallways were always the choosen place to capture, THE ECHO. From the streets of Brooklyn to the Boardwalk @ Rockaway Beach the air was filled with harmony coming from groups like,The Bob Knight Four,The Star Fires,The BelAirs,The Capris, The Admirations,The Chalets,The Five Discs and many many more. From dances @ St. Michaels to St. Fortunata,s,from the candy stores that line the streets ,to many a pizza place,groups could be heard telling their story with the human voice. From the driving beat of the Bass singer to the high tenor float of the Falsesetto to the SHO DOP DOBBIE DOO of the Background singers to that crystal clear voice of the Lead singer,Doo Wop was king. Found memories of a time when things were easy. I Remember In The Still Of The Night, fond thoughts to all, Frank Iovino presently still singing Doo Wop in Florida with my present group called,WHAT ELSE,The Five Boroughs. Visit our web site @ angelfire.com/la/fiveboroughs and please sign our GUEST BOOK to show if you Remember In The Still Of The Night.
hey! lookin @ this brings backso many memories! i was wonderin if anyone remebered a song it was like “down down baby down by the roller coaster sweet sweet baby never gona let u go..then what comes next?” and also… how do u guys remeber the song “down by the banks” this is how i remeber it… down by the banks of the hanky panks where the bullfrogs jump from bank 2 bank signin eipps ippes opps oops chillie willy ding dong i pledge alligance to the flag micheal jackson makes me gag..coca cola brought him up now we’re talkin 7up..7up has no caffeine now we’re talkin billy jean..billy jean has no butt now we’re talkin pizza hut , pizza hut has no bread now we’re talkin really dead eippes ippes opps oops chilly willy ding dong- i know theres more but ijst cant rember! *xoxo* -Christine
…When You learn the fine art of attaining New York cuisine. Most school kids that I knew couldn’t afford to eat out much for lunch (beyond pizza slices). School lunch was one-dimensional, which left going home for lunch. According to what “cultural mood” our taste buds were in, we’d drop in on the best cooks/mothers among our crew of friends. For instance, if I was feeling under the weather I’d go to my girl friend’s house for her Sandy’s grandma’s Matzoh ball soup with challah or to Cheng’s mom for her killer rice noodle soup. Most mothers were stay-at-home back then and great cooks, so kids would just drop in for lunch with their buddies, for international cuisine. There’s absolutely nothing like home cooked pierogis, kasha varnishkas (excuse any mispells), pigeon peas and rice, arepas, tostones, jerk chicken, scrambled eggs over brown rice and teriyaki sauce, tofu burgers…. whatever the culinary craving, there was a mom in my school or neighborhood who could do it right. No overpriced meal in the world could every equal those of skilled family cooks. I still drop-in on friend’s moms for home-cooked delicacies. One time I walked-in on the wrong meal… blood sausage with apple sauce at home of my Fountainbleu France friend, Jeffrey. While hitch hiking in Italy, a French girl and I were asked to dine at the mountainside home of an elderly lady who blew our minds with home-made margherita pizzas with a bottle of red and white. The olive oil and small dish of tomato sauce that she gave us while waiting was enough to make us cry. My first sushi experience was in Alaska, at the home of my Hawaiian friend. Too many beautiful culinary moments to mention.
CHINESE JUMPROPE RULES I REMEMBER: Different people have different styles of it, i remember… when i played it we didn’t have any songs or chants going on, but people would chant their traditional order of stepping. The one I knew went: “In, Out, Side to Side, In, Out, On!” In: both feet inside Out: both feet outside Side to Side: both feet on either side of one long side of the jumprope, then on the other On: both feet on the opposite long sides of the jumprope. After passing one level, the setup of the jumprope would switch. If i remember correctly, the order went something like this: (the names might not be the real ones) Rectangle – each holder’s feet shoulder-width apart Two Feet – two feet together One Foot – jumprope only goes around one foot of each holder Pizza – one holder does Rectangle, the other One Foot, creating a triangle shape X’s – like rectangle, but with twisting the rope to make an X shape instead of a box Back and Forth – the holders would move their legs back and forth, making the jumprope move Shakesies – the holders shake their legs so that the jumprope moves randomly After going through those levels (i think there were more but i can’t remember them, although i think most of the names ended in “-ies”), the holders would raise the jumprope to higher levels, such as to the knee. Then you would have to do the whole thing all over again, but double-tapping at each step. If you got through all of that, too, you would get to triple-tapping, etc.
Tuesday night FIREWORKS from the Boardwalk and Shatzkins knishes and the best Pizza ever! Making out UNDER THE BOARDWALK and the kewpie dolls and the FREAK shows……The parachute ride was the best…remember having to take your sandals off before you rode up? The terrific view up and the SCARY ride down, and how it ‘bounced’ when you landed? I live in Orlando, now, but the Coney Island of my childhood is forever in my mind, forever in my heart.. Suzie