Posted in 45's, Allman Brothers Band, Hues Corporation, Records, tagged 33's, 45's, Ramblin' Man, Records, Stores, Timboos on August 31, 2008 | 16 Comments »
Do you recall all the 45 RPM records you owned?
How about the albums?
Remember your record player or turntable?
How many times did you scratch the needle? I always got yelled at for this. I didn’t have the steady hand you needed to lift the needle at the conclusion of the song.
What about that little yellow [...]
Posted in The Hustle, The Thieves, tagged Booze, Drugs, Scam, Scam Artists, The Avenue, The Hustle, Thieves, Van McCoy on August 29, 2008 | 7 Comments »
No, no, no! Not the song (by Van McCoy) or even the dance we tried to master – I’m talking about the scam artists who try and sell you a bag of bullshit!
You know, the thieves, the talkers, the con guys (and gals).
Sure enough, we had a few on the avenue over the years (Hey [...]
Posted in Stoops, tagged Brooklyn, Conversation, Friends, Neighbor, Stoop, Talking on August 28, 2008 | 27 Comments »
I was listening to a radio program while driving a few days ago and they had a sociologist on talking about a study he did in a particular neighborhood. (I forgot which area… oh well). But it was interesting listening to him explain his findings.
He said many people do not sit out in front of [...]
Posted in Coffee, tagged Coffee, Coffee Shop, Expensive Coffee, Starbucks on August 24, 2008 | 28 Comments »
Ok, I need to vent, this is my best outlet. Not to mention most comforting.
Tonight, I went into the local coffee shop that I visit often and asked for a ‘regular’ coffee.
Guess how much it cost?
TWO DOLLARS AND TWELVE CENTS!
Now, I’m not being cheap, or even frugal, but Goddam, come on Daddy-O!
Two-twelve for a regular [...]
Posted in Awards Night, Bantam A, Joe Farrell, tagged Awards Night, Boys Basketball, C.Y.O., Holy Name, Joe Farrell, Medals, Olympics, Sports on August 23, 2008 | 10 Comments »
Watching all these medals being placed around athletes necks at the Olympic games in China brought me back to the awards dinner/breakfast they used to have down in the basement of the school at Holy Name.
In the 6th grade I was named MVP of the Boys Bantam ‘A’ basketball team coached by the late Joe [...]
Posted in Holy Name Schoolyard, Summer League, Windsor Terrace, tagged Basketball, Book, Holy Name, Sports, Summer League, Writing on August 21, 2008 | 24 Comments »
As some of you know, I have been working on a writing project for the past year or so. I wanted to reach out to the loyal readers of Container Diaries and get their input.
In a nutshell, the book is all about my teenage days growing up in Windsor Terrace from the 70’s into [...]
Posted in Denis Hamill, Joey Corrar, tagged Bishop Ford, Canarsie, Denis Hamill, Joey Corrar, New York Daily News 72nd Precinct, Thorazine on August 19, 2008 | 15 Comments »
Thanks to Jimmy V and Rich F. this article written by Denis Hamill of the Daily News on Joey Corrar was brought to my attention this morning.
It’s a shame, when it boils down to it, Joey wasn’t a bad dude – just found himself in some tough situations like:
Joey wound up in Valley Forge Medical [...]
Posted in Ice Cream, tagged 1960's, 8th avenue, Good Humor, Ice Cream, Mister Softie on August 17, 2008 | 9 Comments »
Had this post sent to me a while back but it got lost in the shuffle; with the hot weather, now’s a good time for the read. Billy Drum on Ice Cream trucks.
Well in the 60’s growing up on 16th street between 8th ave and 9th ave there was the ice cream trucks. Good humor, [...]
Posted in Cathy Cain, John Corrar, Swimming, The Ferro's, tagged Basketball, Container, Gold Medal, Greenwoood Lake, Holy Name, John Corrar, Johnny Weissmuller, Learn how to Swim, Mark Spitz, Michael Phelps, Olympics, Pool, Sports, Swimming, Water Polo on August 16, 2008 | 8 Comments »
Watching USA Swimmer Michael Phelps win gold medals like John Corrar used to make jump-shots from the corner in Holy Name School yard brought back some serious memories of when I almost drowned as a five year -old in John Kelly’s pool.
It was a gorgeous summer day, the backyard was packed with people. Close [...]
