Lenny Milhazes, do you remember Andy’s candy store that was on Pioneer St. in Red Hook? My brother-in-laws family owned it. They lived in a house on Richard’s St. right next to Visitation Church’s Convent. Do you remember the Public Library that was there before they built the Convent. I lived in the Red Hook Projects on Centre Mall. It was great growing up in Red Hook and I never forgot all the good times I had there.
Hello to ALL- God This is a great website! I can remember playing Skelly in my great childhood days in the Bayview Projects in Brooklyn. Rainbow Clay from StarValue, pennies in the middle of Sunnydale milk caps, “kicksies” and those cheap little Ballantine Ale caps with the wax melted in. These are all fond memories of a game I will teach my kids to play, as well as other greats like Ring-a-Leevio, Building Tag, Poison Ball and Off the Wall…
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.
I was born and raise in Brooklyn, in the Fort Greene Projects 1953, we called it “Hot Peas and Butter. Same rules except when the person who hid the belt called everybody to find the belt they would yell. “Hot peas and butter, come and get your super,your mother is in the gutter eating peanut butter”. Everyone would come running towards the area the belt was hidden. and as we looked for it the person who hid the belt would say your cold, (meaning your not near the belt)or you would say real real cold, but the minute the guy said your hot or real hot, the guys would go crazy looking for the belt, then you started o p paying attention because you knew somebody was going to find the belt soon and start whipping somebody or hey maybe you. it was a lil dangerous because there were some older guys in our crowd, although they would never hit us hard with the belt we saw what they did to the older ones. and we weren’t taking any chances. It was boss.
THE WAY WE PLAYED IN THE FORT GREENE PROJECTS WAS THAT EVERYONE WOULD SPIN THEIR TOPS AT THE SAME TIME. THE FIRST TOP TO DIE WOULD THEN BE PUT IN THE POT AS WE CALLED IT. THEN EVERYONE WOULD TRIED TO CRACK THE GUYS TOP. IF YOU HIT THE TOP AND IT DIDNT SPIN THAT WAS OK OR YOU COULD SPIN THE TOP PICK IT UP AND EITHER LIGHTLY TOUCH THE GUYS TOP OR IF HE WAS A FRIEND YOU COULD KNOCK HIM OUT OF THE POT. AND IF YOU SCREWED UP THE SPIN, SAY THE STRING OF THE TOP GOT TANGLED OR IF WHEN YOU TRIED TO HIT THE GUYS TOP AND YOUR TOP WENT FLYING SOMEWHERE AND MISSED THE TOP. YOUR TOP WENT INTO THE POT WITH THE OTHER GUYS. SO UNTIL THEY KNOCKED YOU OUT OF THE POT, YOU WERE THERE TO STAY. ESPECIALLY IF THEY COULD STAND YOUR GUTS. I LOVED THIS GAME.
hey I’m a girl born and raised in Brooklyn- the Fort Greene Projects and i loved that game we called it crack top too. And i was good till to day, married with two kids. i had a BBQ this Aug 2002 and it so happens that i had seen in a book that i get in the mail. they had the tops and i bought 4 dozen when i got them though they were the bigger ones, i like the smaller one they go faster and humm better. anyway one of the guys i sing with was there and i said hey Gilbert look what i got. So he took one and started playing, then of course i started before i knew it there were about eight people playing, even Gilberts mom whose 76 and my uncle both born and raise in Puerto Rico were spining a top. My brother whose about 13 years younger than me tried but he sucked at it. we would run when he tried. we were all playing in the streets by then. A cop car pass by and i thought they were going to say something but they didn’t. But the best spinner there was Gilbert, man he made that top humm so loud you could hear from a couple of feet. That was the best time i had in a long time. it was great. The only bad thing was the string it came with they were too short and too weak. we had to tie two strings together to get good spins. I still have about three dozens. Next i want to play skellys.
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.
In Fort Greene Projects that all you heard. Especially when dinner time rolled by. There were six in my family but mom only called the first four older ones. the two youngest we had to watch went without saying. so it was like a song, my mom started from the oldest to the youngest, I was third. But it went like this. Sandra, mercedita, Pamela,Perla,come to eat. If i was starving i was already on my way upstairs to get a seat at the table and be the first one served, of course thats because dad was working otherwise he would be first. oh the good old days.