Brooklyn Back When - Open Thread

OHI SEE HER DEBBIE B. I THOUGHT DEBBIE SICIARGO WHERE THE HECK IS SHE.

Michael,
Nice job and thanks for the info about Face book my daughters are going to be so embarrased, I cant wait to see Mia.
Love
Aunt Judy

Hi Patsy...I finally got the hang of this. It's not as hard as I thought!!! Hope everyone is as excited about the reunion as Karen and I are.

Where are all the bloggers?? It seems that it will take some time before most get used to this site. Sent my check out today even though I may not be able to attend. Have to wait & see, Janet

Hi Janet: No. Those names don't sound familar to me. I lived bet. 21 & 22nd St. second house off the corner of 22nd, directly across from Joe's Candy Store. Sally Ricco and his family lived on the corner and then on the other side there were two Polish brothers that I knew but darned if I can't remember their names.
Hi Patsy: Yes, I often think how sad it is that our kids and grandkids will never know a real "neighborhood" like we did. Those time are sadly gone and seeing how the times and people are today, can never be duplicated. We were very lucky, but back then we probably didn't always think so.

I agree about the lack of a "neighborhood" as we experienced it when living on 20th Street. Before moving to Ronkonkoma with my wife Arlene and son Rob, we knew so many people on the block and in the surrounding neighborhood. Granted, I had lived in the area since I was three years old. Nevertheless, when we arrived home each day, it took some time to get in the house as we would stop at more than one house along the street and talk to the neighbors who were sitting outside. We have been living in Ronkonkoma for many years now and I barely know anyone except my next door neighbors Tony and Marion and their kids. Of course, Arlene and I are usually running out somewhere to kayak or to visit the horse (primarily Arlene since I don't ride). The people outside of home with whom I am closest are my kayak and in-line skating buddies, none of whom live in the neighborhood (I actually just met a couple around the corner who kayak and only because we were going house to house looking for "Moose", our Maine Coon cat (I call him a dog and he acts like one and thinks that he is the 4th dog in the house - along with Ilsa, Sam and Woody). The lack of the old neighborhood feel could explain why so often I talk out loud to the animals when I am in the back yard. Or maybe I am just crazy.

Toto - we're not in Kansas anymore!! hmm, maybe if I click my heels 3x I'll be in Tuscany ...

Slowly but surely we're coming back on. This site isn't as easy to manuever as the other one. I'll check on Facebook and let you know.

Terry - both Margaret and Constance are coming. I'll get their money to you.

Back to work - just checking in.

Karen

Facebook. When we were kids in Park Slope, the only "face book" we had was a scrapbook where you pasted those little black and white photos you took in the booth with the curtain at Coney Island. The only "my space" I remember was the one half square foot on the floor of the subway where you stood sandwiched between people. So, while this blog may be a little confusing to begin to use, remember when we had nothing as kids except passing notes between desks in class.