“Loving the free and feelin’ spirit of huggin’ a tree when you get near it…”
I knew the park like the back of my hand. Does anyone remember where the biggest tree in the park was.all my friends in the neighborhood used to think I was crazy because I walked The woods in the park at night for years before anybody did it, with my dogs.I can remember Jimmy Essex saying moe you’re crazy. I don’t know if it’s still there but the biggest tree the oldest one that is was in that patch of woods across from the zoo.it would take 5 to 6 people to join hands to hug that monster.as usual Steve you bring back great memories. Prospect Park is noted for some of the greatest variety of trees in the world. If I’m Not mistaken. I never could’ve grown-up in Brooklyn without Prospect Park. Keep up the good work Coach.red you are truly one-of-a-kind. Keeping the history of the slope alive. Thanks for being you brother.
The park was our escape…we stepped into our own little world. We didn’t want anyone in there; unless you came in peace.
And come in peace they did. When I saw this photo of you sitting in that locally iconic spot (and you’ve posted similar ones before) my mind reeled back to the late 60’s and early 70’s, when it was overrun by teenage guitar-strumming, music playing and dancing Flower Children, Heads and other nice folks we knew (or were). So many times we passed by and those gothic column steps (and nearby grassy knolls and benches) were filled with the Park Slope hippie crowd—often all night long on summer evenings. It was our East Coast version of Berkeley and Haight-Ashbury. A generation before, green and silver trolleys were a familiar sight as they rambled past those stately columns on street rails now covered up by asphalt. My dad, always the photographer with his ever ready camera, took thousands of photos that filled multiple, large photo album books. I remember seeing so many of his photos of the Slope and BPS, and those long gone trolleys as part of the landscape. The recently shuttered Pavilion theater was known by previous generations as the Sanders theater, and before that as the Marathon theater. A historical snippet from a history website states “A Wurlitzer theater organ opus 1816 style “E” was installed in the Marathon Theater on 12/19/1927.” Every generation kind of thinks they were the first and only in their setting but we need to remind ourselves there were other souls here before us walking those very same streets. Those street are filled with history—and we are filled with memories.
Red, thanks for your photos and the memories!
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