Liz Sabbagh posted this image on Facebook…I spent a lot of time on Fuller Place. What a great block filled with wonderful people.
Wonder how much a house goes for on that street?
My cousins lived on Fuller Place.
The Sabbagh’s. 29 Fuller Place to be exact.
Loved their house. Spent so much time there. Loved their front porch.
The late Joe Sabbagh Sr. would always laugh at me when I ran into his house to drop a deuce.
“You only come in here when you have to take a shit!” He screamed at me one night.
He scared me though.
The block was filled with many kids.
Really cool people.
From Windsor Place to Prospect Avenue, there was always something going on; day and night.
Stickball. Tag. Red light, Green light, Coco, Whiffle Ball, 7 Minutes in Heaven (Sssshhh) Punchball, Off the Point…you name it, we played it.
On the corner of Fuller and Prospect lived the Dilgen family; awesome people. John, Billy and Deloris. (Think there was another sister but I’m blanking on her name…)
They had the coolest house on the block. That wall though…LOL
John’s son, John Hudson is battling a hideous disease.
Please visit the site below and help fund-raise. The Dilgen’s are trying to do a little construction on their bathroom to help John Hudson.
Click this link for more info.
Thanks so much!
Stay strong John Hudson…
I miss a lot of people, places and things from my youth growing up in the neighborhood.
One game I miss is whiffle ball.
Years ago we used to play all over the neighborhood. We even had a league where we kept stats!
Mom probably had a heart attack when she watched us take our fruit of the loom t-shirts and draw numbers and write our names on the back with black magic markers.
Whiffle ball gave you a chance to work on your curve ball, experiment with switch-hitting and of course, you learned to work things out (E.g. was the ball fair or foul?)
We made up fields to play. Some areas where off-limits; automatic outs if you hit it there.
We’d park our asses on the street (the corner of Fuller and Windsor Place was a popular spot) the boys and girls schoolyard at Holy Name and at times the parking lot of Prospect Park. And yes, we played at night. Keep in mind, the ball is white.
“Have Field will Travel” or even, “If you build it, they will come.” And boy did they come…
We ran the bases when we had enough players or we played automatics. No bunting allowed either. No hitting off a Tee and no parents pitching to us.
No umpires, no parents, no bullshit! We had fun. We played and then played some more. Best of all, it was an inexpensive game. Didn’t matter if your family had money or you were poor.
There was no PED users back in the day but we did “stuff” the bat. We would rip off the top of the yellow plastic bat, stuff it with newspaper then tape it back up. At times I recall stuffing the ball and wrapping black tape around it too.
Do kids still play whiffle ball?