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Our Beautiful Quilt!
April 22, 2013 by EEdelsteinDiane (Baumann) Hoyt
February 17, 2013 by EEdelsteinI lived in Brentwood from 1948 – 1963. I graduated from BHS in 1960. I have wonderful memories of growing up there. When I moved in there were about 500 people in town. I am very interested in history and genealogy and would love to be part of your Society.
Marie Grosso Jarolem
December 24, 2012 by Agernon
I remember mostly the beautiful woods along Washington Avenue that still had lady slippers and other wildflowers. And, the absolute safety we had, even during the war, when we could walk home at night and be welcomed in any home along the way if we needed help. I remember the old library and Mrs. Frailey always was willing to help.
Our Village school seemed so modern and advanced ..It was truly beautiful to me. We had a home economics room , a gym, a bicycle room and ping pong table in the attic.The kindergarten was so special as was the teacher. Her husband was a serviceman and signed our autograph books. I still have mine and can send it to you if I can remember where I put it.
Eleanor Baker Bazata Memoir
September 22, 2012 by Agernon
This photo was taken in 1938 on Clark(e*) Street. The house is the home my parents, William and Bertha Baker, bought and moved into in 1922 with their four children. I and three other siblings were born in this home. I was learning to ride a two wheel bicycle in this photo. Clark Street was tarred and easier to learn to ride on but we were only permitted to ride on Jefferson Ave. after we learned , which was a dirt road that ran along the East side of our home from Perry Street to Suffolk Ave., My Dad worried about traffic even in those days . Though there were only four houses on our Street the pole road ( **) ran from East Brentwood (as a dirt road) to Washington Ave. , was tarred to Madison Ave. and was again a dirt road to Wicks Road to Pilgrim State Hospital property.Eleanor Baker Bazata
* there was no E in Clark Street while I was growing up there. I don’t know when that changed.
**the pole road was so called because of the high tension poles that ran the length of Long Island . After all the housing began to develop in North Brentwood those “pole roads” disappeared into the developments with other names like Commercial Blvd., etc.
Vinny T
September 16, 2012 by EEdelsteinOK, I’m gonna give you a shot of Brentwood nostalgia.
St.Joe’s, getting chased by the guards.
The barn at St.Joe’s, and looking thru the windows and seeing the old farm equipment. Walking on the wall on Brentwood Road.
Grant’s and the cafeteria in there, the pet shop at Grant’s, Brentwood Aquarium, Food Fair, the Carousel ride outside of Grant’s, where we would pile as many kids on it to make it not go around, all for 10 cents.
The instant photo booth outside Grant’s; 4 for 25 cents.
Godzilla movies at Brentwood theatre, Planet of the Apes there also.
Bohack’s with Joe the manager who always chased us out of there.
The sump next to Bohack’s.
The wooden track at Brentwood High School.
Riding bikes in the parking lot of the Jewish center.(were there any Jews in Brentwood?) (Ed. note: yes there were/are)
The shrine at St. Anne’s.
The Brentwood rec center.
Smoking in the woods behind the movie theatre,
The village Lantern. Went there when I was 15.
When they built the McDonalds, I wondered where they were going to put the ducks.
The chicken farm across from the Knoll farm
Dairy Barn, Agway on Suffolk Ave.
Kick the can in the dark, Tony the Bungalow Bar ice cream man.
Ring a leavio. The roller coaster woods on First Ave. by the high school.
South Jr. High fields.(our playground) Climbing to the top of the baseball backstop.
Homecoming at the high school.
Mr. Campo, my neighbor and wrestling coach “The Gov”
Mr. Walker from South Jr. High.
Having 72 kids on your block alone. Camping in the yards.
Cinderella bakery, Devine’s pizza, Charlie’s Deli, Katrinka Deli, One Stop Auto Parts, Tonys Shell station, The Lutheran Church where you always called someone out for a fight after school.
The woods across from Bohacks. Bruce Lane,
Hanging out with the Finns in the Academy.
Catechism at St. Anne’s when the nuns taught us; Sister Thomas; getting cracked on the hand with the pointer from the nuns. Picking apples in the academy, getting chased by the guards and running thru the woods to the nuns graveyard.
Big Apple, Drago’s Pizza, Johns Bargain Store, A&P; Grandma’s Bagels, Jack in the Box. Friendly’s, Delivering the Long Island Press, Newsday, Daily news (if you wanted to get up at 5 am before school). Throwing snowballs at the plows (we didn’t want the busses to get thru). Flying kites in the school yard. Making forts in the woods (they were empty lots not built on yet, but seemed like forests to us). Fifth of July finding unexploded firecrackers and making sizzlers. Cap guns, hitting rolls of caps with a hammer and almost knocking out your hearing. Box turtles in Bishop Road woods. Entenmann’s bakery crumb cake smells. The church bells ringing on Sunday morning. 1 car per household. Diesel trains in Brentwood.
Anyone care to add on? This is only from the 4th Street perspective.
