My Brooklyn

Readers Report


Rose (Gaeta) Carrosquilla

Born in July 1949 and lived at 97 Franklin Ave. between Myrtle & Skillman. I went to P.S. 157, Francis Scott Key J.H.S. 117 and Prospect Heights High School, graduating in 1967. I remember dad opening the johnny pump for the kids to play in on hot summer days. I also remember him buying a bag of fireworks and shooting them off for the neighborhood on 4th of July. I remember the Bungalow Bar ice cream truck, the ride trucks that used to come around on Saturday afternoons, and Mr. Softee. I remember throwing water balloons and wet toilet tissue out the window of our 4th floor apartment onto the people as they were heading for the "el" after a long day at E. B. Stimpson Company.

I married in 1968 and left Brooklyn and now live in Texas. I still think of the old neighborhood and there are times when I miss it very much. I would give anything to be able to go back to the old neighborhood and see it was it was in the 1950s and 60s before I left. If anyone from the old neighborhood or school see this and recognize me, drop me an e-mail—-I'd love to hear from you. Visit my website at http://www.txdirect.net/users/rcarrosq

17 May 1999


Tondelayo Schwartz

My Brooklyn consisted of stickball, slapball, egg creams on a daily basis, one or more daily visits to Berlin's candy store, the appetizing store & deli on 65th Street, hanging out on the corner of 23rd Ave. & 65th St. until 1 am on warm nights, Roosevelt and Yonkers Raceways, Coney Island, Nathan's late on a Saturday night in the winter (mobbed), Stanley Faden, the best handicapper in NYC, the carts pulled by horses selling everything . . . "I CASH CLOTHES" . . . hot knishes, the best corned beef and pastrami sandwiches in the world, Breyer's ice cream, 2 cents plain, Captain Marvel comic books, the Brooklyn Paramount Theatre, The Boys of Summer (which I have read 25 times), P.S. 226, the candy "lady," looking out the window of my 6th floor apartment to see the world, the boys from the 52/20 club who arose at noon, and much much more. Thank you Brooklyn!

18 May 1999


Ann Piraino (Spano)

I grew up in Bklyn in the forties and fifties. Lived downtown on Henry St., Brooklyn Heights. It was residential; my brother still lives there. I attended Assumption School—no longer open but the church is. I went to Prospect Heights High School, graduated in 1956. I remember the rock and roll shows in the Brooklyn Paramount, had my first job working in Woolworth's five-and-dime store. The pay was 75 cents an hour. Those were the days. I am looking for anyone who graduated from the Assumption School in the early fifties and the class of 1956 high school. I have been living in Pennsylvania for twenty years now—very different from Bklyn. There is nothing like living in Brooklyn.

18 May 1999


Ellen Baumritter

East Flatbush, 1940s-1950s. We used to find Indian arrowheads in the dirt of the unpaved street at Schenectady & Tilden Aves.; movies on Saturdays at the Rugby, then homemade ice cream at Geisler's ice cream parlor. P.S. 135, Meyer Levin J.H.S., Erasmus. Bursting tar bubbles in the summer heat on Tilden Avenue. The man selling peanuts from a copper wagon; the Italian fruit vendor we called "Cootie" who sold produce from the back of an old school bus. My old friends from East 49th Street—Marsha, Stellie, Myra and Mady. I've lived in Manhattan since the early 60s, and have no idea what became of them. Painting classes at the Brooklyn Museum. Saturday games at Ebbets Field. Shopping at Loehmann's on Bedford Avenue. Too many memories to contemplate. I love them all.

19 May 1999


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