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THE MEDIATOR

31 Friday Jul 2009

Posted by Steve in Blog

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21st street, 4th Avenue, 72nd Precinct, Apartment, Beer, Brooklyn, Canarsie, Cops, Daily News, Denis Hamill, New York, Poker, Tommy Doyle

Someone had mentioned Officer Tommy Doyle in the comments section so I thought he’d make for an intriguing blog entry.

I was a little kid when Doyle patrolled the neighborhood where he was known as one of the most-feared, disliked and most talked about cop’s from the 7-2.

One of my most clearer memories of the ‘discipline-master’ came one early Sunday morning where there was a domestic disturbance in my apartment.  After much screaming, yelling, and some slapping between a male and female combatants  I ran for cover out into the hallway crying hysterically.   I must’ve been sitting there for a couple of minutes when  I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.   As I stood up and leaned over the top Bannister to see who it was I could hear a walkie talkie;  a live voice was talking into it to someone on the other end.  “10-4”, was the last thing I heard.    As the voice made their way up past the first flight of stairs, I could now see him in clear view.   He was walking up very slowly, taking his time.  As he walked up a couple of steps, my mother walked out into the hallway.  I glanced at her, then at him.  Our eyes met through the staircase bars.   I couldn’t stop crying.  The sight of a police officer didn’t comfort me, it scared me even more.  I was face-to-face with the toughest cop in the neighborhood.

Cop Car

“Did you slap ’em?” Doyle asked my mother as he took his eyes off of me and now focused on her.

“No.” she answered, an unlit Salem cigarette dangling from her lips.

“Give ’em a slap and he’ll quiet down.” Doyle countered as his attention was back on me.

Quickly enough I stopped crying, without the slap.  He gave me a smile.

Doyle proceeded up the stairs, almost looking like this whole mess was a waste of his valuable time.  He walked into our apartment while I sat in the hallway, all alone.  I heard some talking in the apartment between him and my mother but couldn’t make out what they were saying.   Minutes later he came walking out and as he made his way down the stairs he said, “take care kid.”

The Mediator had done his job.

Around the neighborhood I always heard people talk about Doyle; it was mostly the older guys though.   At times  I would see him early in the evening come by the schoolyard during the Holy Name summer league; he’d drive down Howard Place in his police cruiser and stop in the middle of the street to survey the scene.  Once there was a brawl on the corner of 9th avenue and Prospect avenue between some neighborhood tough guys and sure enough as soon as Doyle appeared, everything calmed down.

I can recall Doyle pulling up to the parkside one night between 10th avenue and the Circle while a bunch of people hung out; I must of been 14.   Most were holding brown paper bags filled with cans of beer.  Doyle got out, asked who owned the beer and after no one answered, proceeded to pick them up and dump them all out.  When the black and white cruiser pulled up, double parked on Prospect Park Southwest and before he could get out, you had guys placing their bags down on the ground behind the wooden benches, behind the back tire of a parked car, but sure enough, the Mediator sniffed them out.

Other memories of Officer Doyle were of him breaking up a poker game on Howard Place.  He didn’t mess with the money in the middle of the circled group, he just told everyone to break it up and take a walk.

There was an interesting story I once heard a long time ago that he grabbed someone on the street because the guy was mouthing off on the avenue.  Doyle the deviant one, threw him in the backseat of the cop car and drove down to 4th avenue and 21 street.   As they arrived, Doyle uncuffed the guy, kicked him in the ass and told him to walk home.   Denis Hamill of the New York Daily News and former resident of the neighborhood once wrote in a column that Doyle would drive the late Joey Corrar all the way out to the piers in Canarsie and leave him there without any carfare or shoes.   Imagine that happening today?  There’d be lawsuits galore!

I’m sure Doyle was a good dude.  He was probably just looking out for the best interest of the local teenagers.  He was an old-fashioned, hard-assed, New York City police officer.

I would love to hear stories from the neighborhood folks on their encounters with Officer Doyle.

-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

SUMMER-LOVIN’

29 Wednesday Jul 2009

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Barnes and Noble, Basketball, Neighborhood, P.S. 154, Prospect Park, Schoolyard, Sports, Stickball, Windsor Place

With it being late July, and of course school being out for the kids, I am the official ‘stay-at-home dad during the dog days of summer!

Taylor and I (she’s 10) always sleep-in, watch TV, eat breakfast then do our own thing until about noon.  Then the fun begins.

We go bike riding, we go swimming to either the Health Club or a cool Water Park nearby.  We play whiffle ball outside our house and sometimes we go shoot some hoops.  (Today we’re going to Barnes and Noble to buy a book for her).

Do you recall as a kid growing up on whichever street you lived, doing some cool things in the summer (in the neighborhood), not going away to another part of the State or even out of State.  What were some of the things you did as a student at Holy Name during the months of July and August.

Did yo go to Day Camp? Hang out in the schoolyard?  Go to Prospect Park? Hang out on your stoop?

-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

PETER HEANEY

27 Monday Jul 2009

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Fishing Trip

This past weekend they had the Peter Heaney Memorial Fishing Trip.  I heard a lot of good things about it. (4 kegs + 60 people = a lot of fun!)

(Update July 29th) Kudos to Brook Budd and Chris Bullock for making it happen.

I always liked Peter Heaney, whenever I was playing baseball in the lot I always saw him come out of his house across the street and walk over to watch us play.   Here are some photo’s from the trip thanks to Diane C.  Please feel free to post your comments below about Peter.

Peter Heaney 4

Peter Heaney 1

Peter Heaney 2

Peter Heaney 3

Peter Heaney 5

Chris Bullock

Some words from Glenn T.:

Peter Heaney was a big man with a big heart! He was my classmate at HN -Class of 1977. Peter was probably one of the toughest kids growing up due to his size and strength but was always respectful and kind to others.  He left this world too early. I remember the whole Heaney family on 16th Street. They were and still are great people. My best to the Heaney’s wherever they may be residing these days.

Peter’s sister:

Thank you for your nice words. It’s true-he was a big man with an even bigger heart! Peter will always be one of the nicest people I will ever know.  I live out in N.J. near Kathleen and my parents. Thomas, Mary, and John are in Pennsylvania and Patrick is still in Bklyn. His kids are in Holy Name. We have funny memories of the neighborhood and school. It was a great neighborhood to grow up in. So many wonderful people.
All our best to you and your family (and the class of 1977)
Ann

-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

SUNDAY MORNING

26 Sunday Jul 2009

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Bar, Blog, Church, Cleaning, Davey and Goliath, Holy Name, Laundry, Mass, Music, New York Daily News, Pancakes, Popeye, Sunday Mornings, WCBS-FM

I can hear ya now, ‘wow, he’s blogging two days in a row’!  Yep, that’s right sports fans-two days in a row.

Do you recall Sunday mornings around your house back in the day?  It was a little different than Saturday, no? The atmosphere, the hangovers, the sounds, the images, the attire…even the morale was a bit different.

Sunday you slept in,  but you had to attend mass at Holy Name (probably the 10 or 11 o’clock mass).  Remember if you went to 5:30 mass the night before you were excused from Sunday’s?  Do they still have 5:30 mass on Sunday nights at Holy Name?  How come at school Monday morning the nuns knew you skipped mass? (Yeah, I skipped at times)

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Scrounging up loose change around the house to buy the big fat Daily News at Ray and Otto’s (why was the Saturday Daily News soooooo thin?).  Fresh Roll’s or chocolate donuts from L & J’s.   On Sunday’s you had eggs for breakfast maybe pancakes; possibly french toast? I always drank orange juice on Sunday mornings.    How come we always ate dinner earlier than normal on Sunday’s?

If the television was on in the mornings when you woke up it might of been on channel 2, 4 or 7 showing a bunch of political chatty-types.  But if mom wasn’t watching anything I’d turn on Davey and Goliath or Popeye the Sailor.  When it came to music (and you know there was music played in the morning) mom would turn on the stereo and play some records or she had WCBS-FM (101.1) on the radio playing oldies but goodies.

On Sunday mornings my mom would open all the windows in our apartment and do some deep-cleaning.  Or she may of been hustling back and forth with loads and loads of laundry to the laundromat across the street.  Seemed like Sunday was clean day.  You always had to take your bath or shower on Sunday nights.

After breakfast it was time to grab a basketball and head over to the schoolyard, but…and this is a big but, you couldn’t go in until mass at Holy Name was complete.  That usually meant you couldn’t shoot or dribble until 12:30-1:00 ish…It got so bad with us playing in the yard that they put up a big sign on the Church wall marked with the hours of operation the yard was available.  They tried closing the gate on Howard Place but we would either slide under or climb over.  You don’t know how many times I was yelled at and chased out by a priest.  I recall one morning at around 6:30 I thought I would try to get in the yard before mass actually started.   Problem was the first mass was around 6AM.  If I was lucky to get some shots up while mass was going on,  Monsignor Downing would stick his head out of the window of the rectory and shout at me; always addressing me by last name.   All week long I would try and avoid him around the neighborhood but whenever I did cross paths with him, he never said anything.

And of course on Sunday’s, if it was football season, you would hop a ride down to Farragut Road to watch Farrell’s and  McBears do battle against other bar-sponsored teams in Brooklyn.

This morning I awoke pretty early to Waffles, coffee, sunshine and I sat on my deck reading the New York Times.  I’m about to grab my basketball and head over to the courts to get some shots up.  Luckily the nearest church is a few miles away.  Times have changed…

Have a great day!

-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

SATURDAY MORNING

25 Saturday Jul 2009

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Cappuccino Cafe, Coffee, Saturday morning

Remember as a kid waking up before everyone else in your house on a Saturday morning?  Watching cartoons and eating cereal.  You were playing ball in the schoolyard before 9AM!

This morning I awoke earlier than normal.  6:30 to be exact.  I usually like to sleep in in Saturday’s; say around 8:30- 9ish.  How come when you don’t have to get up early, you can’t sleep?  But when you have to get up early, you want to sleep?  To make matters worse, while making my coffee this morning, I just realized we ran out of sugar (I’m one of those guys who need a ton of sugar in their coffee)  I’m a light and sweet drinker…So I’m using some of that hideous tasting substitute sugar my wife has hidden way in the back of the cabinet for a replacement…tastes like perfume!

Speaking of java, yesterday one of my favorite coffee spot’s here in East Lansing closed it’s doors.  Not sure why but I’m going to miss them.  I’ve been going there for a good 10 years.  Whether it was the early morning, mid afternoon or even in the evening I always enjoyed my visit (but when their wireless went down, all hell broke loose).  I’d usually boycott them for a day or two.

I feel for the college students that worked there-I’m sure they were told before hand but you never know.  From what I’m hearing, yesterday afternoon there must’ve been close to 30 patrons sitting at tables on their laptops, chatting or reading the newspapers and the owners announced that they were closing…at that moment.  Sorta like a ‘last-call’. Here are a couple of photos I took last night.

IMG_0645Yes that is my bike in front of the newspaper boxes…

IMG_0648The infamous empty parking lot.

Blame it on the economy (Michigan Unemployment rate is at 15%) if you want.  But all I know is a lot of people will be looking for a new coffee spot.

-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

BACK INTO TIME

22 Wednesday Jul 2009

Posted by Steve in Blog

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Basketball, Holy Name, Schoolyard, Sports, Wish

If there was one thing that you could do again, something you did way back in the day growing up in the neighborhood, what would it be?  I’m not talking regrets here, something you wish you would have done.  I’m talking something you did once, twice, maybe every day that you don’t do anymore.

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I would like to be back in Holy Name’s schoolyard playing basketball once again.  Playing 3-on-3, Taps, Around the World or even working on my dribbling skills going up and down the court while no one was around.

What would you want to do if you could go back into time?

-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

LEAVIN’ BROOKLYN

19 Sunday Jul 2009

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Basketball, Blog, Brooklyn New York, East Lansing Michigan, Facebook, Junior College, Las Vegas, Laughter, Michigan State University, Moving, NBA, New York Daily News, New York Post, New York Times, North Carolina, Relocation, Staten Island, Streetology, Twitter, Windsor Terrace

I moved from Brooklyn to East Lansing in April of 1996.

I had lived in Windsor Terrace for 32 wonderful years.  They were the best times of my life; I had a wonderful experience. It was like earning a degree in Streetology.

If you would’ve told me when I was in my teens or even early 20’s that I would move to Michigan, I would’ve laughed at you.

MICHIGAN?

LOL…

But looking back, it was the best move I ever made.

Today, in 2016, when I think about my friends I often think about the fun I had along the way and I also think about all the people who have moved out of the neighborhood over the years.  Moving out of the neighborhood never entered my mind.  I was born on 10th street, moved to 9th avenue and Windsor Place.  Moved down to the Park Side and 16th street, then to 11th avenue and Prospect.   No monstrous  moving vans necessary.

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While attending Holy Name I recall two friends moving out of the neighborhood; Tommy Brick and Laura Williams.  At the time I had no idea why they elected to move and probably still don’t to this day.  Brick moved to Staten Island which at the time seemed like millions of miles away.  Williams moved across the country to Las Vegas which seemed like the other side of the world.

Last week another friend I grew up with moved out of the neighborhood to North Carolina.  I’m not sure of the reason and it’s none of my business – but I wanted to wish them well and I hope that they find it to be a great experience.  People moved out of the neighborhood over the years for many different reasons.  Cost of living, real estate, new job or just wanted a change.  Whatever the reason, I’m sure they were valid ones.  Me on the other hand, I needed to move.  (Never thought I would put that in words).

When I first moved out to Michigan, it was a serious culture shock; everything seemed to slow down.  No traffic, fresh air, and the people were a bit different.   Oh yeah, I realized we needed a car.  No one walks here.

I had done okay for myself the first 32 years but there was something missing in my life.  I was coaching freshman basketball at Bishop Ford and working nights as a doorman at Planet Hollywood.  I was having a great time.  I had fallen in love with a beautiful woman who I am proud to say is now my wife.

Ever since I was five years old I loved basketball.  Just like everyone else in the neighborhood who played ball in the schoolyard, I wanted to play in the NBA.   Problems in high school and not giving 100 % to my goal put a damper on that career.  I figured the next best thing to do was to coach.   So I pursued a second dream; plan B if you will.   I needed to put my talents to good use and I needed to realize my dream can come true if I made some changes.

Since my move to Michigan I have earned my college degree, became a head basketball coach at the Junior College level and have learned so much about life; things like how much time, effort and discipline are needed to reach one’s dreams.  Elements that I would not of accomplished had I stayed in Brooklyn.  As one of my professors at Michigan State told me, ‘Steve, you were going with the flow’.

I miss Brooklyn every single day of my life.  I miss riding the trains, I miss the bagels, delicious egg creams and walking the streets.  I miss the people out on the streets.  I miss the chatter among sports fans debating who’s better, the Mets or Yankees?   I read the New York Times every Sunday (we get it delivered).  I log onto to the New York Post and New York Daily News every day. With E-mail,  Facebook, Twitter and this blog, I still am able to communicate with people from a great neighborhood.

There are still many people from back in the day still living in the neighborhood; They have enjoyed their stay and have been successful.  They have pride in their homes, their roots and their streets.  They love calling ‘Windsor Terrace’, home.

To conclude, moving away is/was not a bad thing for me.  You have two ways to approach relocating; you can embrace it or you can fight it.  I chose to embrace it. Someone once told me that God hides both ambition and opportunity in each of us.  Thankfully I have found both and have ran with them.

-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

THE WOUNDED WARRIORS

09 Thursday Jul 2009

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Wounded Warriors

A notice on the comments board of the following.

The Wounded Warriors are coming to Rockaway this weekend, starting with their arrival tonight July 9th.  They will be coming over the Verrazano at around 5pm or so, to the Belt parkway and then into Rockaway and Breezy at around 6pm.  Could be a little later depending on traffic.  This is a group of soldiers who have been injured in Iraq and Afghanistan and their families.  They will have a police and fire department escort.  Please come out to the route and pay tribute to these heroes as they pass.  Let them know we appreciate their sacrifice. 

Click here for their official website

-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

BACK TO THE GRIND…

06 Monday Jul 2009

Posted by Steve in Blog

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4th of July, Brooklyn, Fishing Trip, Grind, North Carolina, Sheepshead Bay, Work

Hope everyone had a great 4th.  Now it’s Monday morning and everyone is back to work.  It was fun while it lasted.  Get after it like never before…Having a job to go to each and every morning is a blessing.  I wanted to send a special shout-out to my girl Mary K who has made the move from Brooklyn to North Carolina…good luck girl! 

Received an e-mail from Chris B and he wanted me to remind everyone about the Annual Peter Heaney Fishing Trip out of Sheepshead Bay on July 25th, 2009.    For more info call 347.622.0869.  Ask for Brook. 

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-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

THE ZOO

02 Thursday Jul 2009

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Penguins, Potter Park Zoo, zoo

Last year sometime I blogged about the zoo, here is the link to that entry with some cool comments from readers.  We enrolled Taylor in zoo camp this week (she wants to be a zookeeper when she gets older).  I picked her up yesterday and we decided to have a look around and of course we took some photos.

IMG_0624This guy was chillin’…when we caught his attention, he looked angry.

IMG_0619Taylor is all about the penguins.

IMG_0580“What’s my motivation?”

If you haven’t been to the zoo in a while, I highly suggest a trip.  We had a great time!

-Steve

Hoops135@hotmail.com

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