SORRY it took me so long to get back here! I lived in the projects in a building right near the corner of Houston Street and FDR Drive. The thing I loved most about the Essex Street Market was that there were so many buildings and so many different sections selling everything from soup to nuts. When I was in high school (Seward Park on Grand Street), I used to buy vanilla sandwich cookies from one of the vendors at Essex Street almost every day on my way home from school… – webdiva …
if you want to lose money open a great school. Pay the teachers adequately.Or pay them what athletes and superstar actors get. If you need to lose more money, franchise the idea! Just think, excellent schools in every state, where teachers are paid great salaries. This money losing idea is so fantastic, the government might get wind of it! But the government already knows how to lose billions on war-oriented, death oriented enterprises. Let’s give money losing opportunities in life-oriented, hope oriented, help-oriented and education-affirming projects.
I also grew up in the Glenwood projects, 1952-1962 and I remember the “big kids” running around all night playing ringaleavio but I never knew what the hell they were doing. They were all over the place. I guess there was a jail somewhere. We moved before I became “old enough” to play, tho it seems to me it was all boys playing. What ARE the rules???
Marble season was big in the Sedgwick projects (West Bronx) –usually late summer. Each kid set up his own “carnival-type” game to try to win more marbles. For example, “one-plus-your-own” was typical in which you had to hit a valuable marble like a “beauty” to win it and your own back. I used to go through a whole pack in 2 hours. Not good.
Hey – I read Ira’s message from Glenwood Projects. It was Ringaleavio a few neighborhoods over where I grew up from ’54 to 71′. Another favorite in our park was squash. Anybody out there play that?
Sedgwick Projects on University and 174th from 1960-1968 — I was box baseball champ and set a season record for punchball homers — the signs said “keep off the grass” but I guess it’s safe to say now that we used to play football on it all the time (statute of limitations)– all those skills were pretty non-transferable when we moved to Los Angeles in 1968, but even at 44 years old I’ll bet nobody could hit my “stop-and-go”!!
I’m like any other kid from Brooklyn and remember skelly very well. I remember the set up – a large square – usually a cement square on the sidewalk of our dreams – we’d chalk several small squares in each of the four corners, additional small squares on each of the four sides of the larger square. Then a smaller square in the center. We’d use bottle caps, and yes, sometimes we’d melt wax in them to give them extra weight. It brings back memories of my Brooklyn of the early 50’s on Pennsylvania and Belmont Avenues, before moving into the Boulevard Projects, where we’d also play the game. Do our children even understand the dynamics of the game?
We used to play stick ball against the Acme wall. We drew a strike box on the wall and played with one pitcher and one outfielder. The batter was his own team.We used imaginary base runners and played until dark every summer day.I am a female and I would play with the guys and when I didn’t show up they would come find me.I would always be Chris Short from the Phillies cause I was a lefty.I still love the game and now as a 47 year old I still coach a varsity softball team and love every minute of it….Not bad for a kid from the projects……
In the city of Trenton I lived in the “projects” and we had a pizza truck, a waffle truck, and a cotton candy man.Of course we had Mister frostie who played his music all over the neighborhood.I love your site it brings back many memories.