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REMEMBER WHEN:
Mom was at home when the kids got home from school.
When nobody owned a purebred dog.
When a quarter was a decent allowance, and another quarter, a huge bonus.
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
When all of your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done and wore high heels.
When you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, all for free, every time. And, you didn't pay for air. And, you got trading stamps to boot. When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.
When the worst thing you could do at school was smoke in the bathrooms, flunk a test or chew gum.
When a '57 Chevy was everyone's dream car ... to cruise, peel out, & lay rubber
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Your mom putting your tomorrows clothes on the steam radiator so they will be warm when you wake up for school.
Red Miller & Gus Levine the cops
Immy town on Holland Ave
The Duncan yoyo expert guy every summer
I CASH CLOTHES
Murray Langsam the stamp dealer out of his apartment, our first charge account
Elliott Weiss running out to help friends in a fight and tripping thru a plate glass window and cutting his artery.
Running for the bus to Castlehill & Shorehaven pools
Vic Hakim’s new 60 Chevy convertible out the first day, getting his driver door blown off by another friend’s car
The trollies on Bronx Park East
Bronx Park before the Bronx River Parkway
Conners Street drag racing (after White Castle) where the Hiway cops came down in their hot Plymouth Furys
Sleeping on the fire-escape on those hot muggy nights
Banging on the pipes for the super to send up heat
The 14 guys that got busted because they promised a girl a date with Chuck (you know who you are & you know what happened)
Finding out who was babysitting so we had a place to go on Saturday nites
"The Bronx Park East guys who broke into the Pelham Theater in 1955."
Remember the big snow of 1947? Where were you, how did you get home?
Remember lighting the incinerator so you could fit your garbage in the shute
How could you not remember the dances at The Bronx House and St. Lucy’s Church
Toy Town, The Dutch Mart
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