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8051) Joe Blow 
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4-10-2017 10:00 AM  Write a comment Send E-mail

This site has gone the way of The Hook.

Anything worthwhile is looooong gone. Only memories now but you can't even read about them on here. Since we have to look at dog poo, I thought the spell casters were more interesting than the hackers
8050) Francis V Pirrone 
Staten Island, USA
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3-6-2017 07:24 PM  Write a comment Send E-mail

hi, cousins
yeah, another day
miss the hook
best to all
8049) Esther Garbelotto Glickman 
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Glad to see it's still happening.
8048) Frankie Nerves 
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Get over it Philly
8047) T.O. 
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Wow, I haven't been to this site in forever. What the heck happened? It used to be pretty robust with conversations and opinions...sometimes a little yelling, lol, but active, to say the least. I was going to send out some seasons greetings to Phil and Marie and a bunch of other regulars here. But I guess this website is finished and people have moved on. Too bad. See ya around!
8046) Francis V Pirrone 
Staten Island,USA
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11-24-2016 10:18 AM  Write a comment Send E-mail

to all in the hook
now and way back when

Oh, the glory of it
yesterday was Halloween
so the candy abounds
November 1st, All Saint's Day
really paved the way to Thanksgivng
Thanksgiving in the hook was the greatest
except if you were a turkey, lol

november was a great month in the hook
yeah, there was school
after school was another story

Francis V Pirrone 11-24-2016 07:00 PM
Thank Yor, Mary Hopkin

Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours
And think of all the great things we would DO

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way
La la la la la la
La la la la la la

you always wanted a pair of skates the Christmas before
so the following Fall
we could make a scooter
from an old pair of skates, a slat of wood
and a milk crate
go down suicide hill in the heights
a really steep street (don't tell mom)
then there were carpet guns
with a piece of wood, a rubber band
and, of course, someone's old carpet, linoleum

then, came election day
and back then,
we collected wood all day
people would actually move their cars for us
we had a great fire under the lamp post
did it to the dummy hanging from the street lamp
then there was skellsie (corks)

Veteran's Day was like,
if you say “no school”, i'll stay home
it was like a free holiday
we knew our dad's were in the big one
but we got the day off

a game of two hand touch football
was always a lot of fun
even with just two on a team
the fall was a bit different from the summer
as you had to be home for supper
family dinner, a great part of growing up
and after dinner, since it was dark out
daylight savings time ended
you stayed in and did your homework

after homework
we would watch the million dollar movie
or a sitcom with mom
dad worked nights
honorable mention to
Father Knows Best, The Donna Reed Show,
Leave it to Beaver, (grrr, darn you eddie haskell)
I Love Lucy, remember the Vitameatavegamin episode,
it's on youtube#@*%!
“Faster than a speeding bullet! More powerful than a locomotive!
Able to leap tall buildings with a single bound”, George Reeve, Superman
(I always wondered how he could disguise himself simply by putting a pair of glasses on, lol)
Perry Mason, Maverick
then there was always a “abbott and Costello meet frankenstein”, etc
on the million dollar movie
The Abbott and Costello Show was the best with Sidney Fields
“Who's on first, What's on second, I Don't Know is on Third”
and, of course, "America's oldest teenager", Dick Clark
got us roclin' and rollin' on Saturday's with American Bandstand

Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
We'd smile at one another and we'd say

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days
Oh, yes, those were the days
La la la la la la
La la la la la la

I remember when I started school we would bring the tuition envelope in every 3 months
sunday was a mandatory 9:00 a.m. Mass at St. Mary's of the Sea
of course it was in Latin
(they took attendance, lol)
some “big guy hanging out” till early 2 p.m.
Big pasta dinner
maybe a visit to grandpa's on Kane street
Aunt Katy and Uncle John lived there , too
with cousins Rosalie and Paula
sometimes, Uncle Tom and Aunt Santa were there, too
or grandma would come down stairs for a cannoli


7:00 p.m. was the Walt Disney hour
with Swamp Fox, Davy, Davy Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier
(Fess Parker was the best)
followed by ed sullivan hour
sometimes a sunday snack from red's pizzeria
with a giant baked calzone
and The G.E. Theather (with Ronald Reagan)
then “The Alfred Hitchcok Show
yeah, those were the days
the Lone Ranger with Tonto, Ozzie and Harriet,
Have Gun Will TraveL” with Palladin,
Roy Rogers and Dale Evans with Trigger,
I mean, these people were like family members, lol
YIPPPPEEEEE!!!!! Bozo the Clown, Mr. Greenjeans, Soupy Sales,
Captain (Outrageous) Kangaroo
of course, I had my Micky Mouse ears for the Mickey Mouse Club
with Annette Funicello
Frankie the, I mean, Dennis the Menace, lol
drat you, Eddie Haskell
of course, there were 8 million stories of the Naked City,
good ol', “he had a cane and derby hat, his name was Bat, Bat Masterson”
Wanted : Dead or Alive with the coolest star ever, Steve McQueen
Sea Hunt, Gunsmoke with Matt Dillion and Miss Kitty,
we were good kids, basically pranksters, nothing serious
because you didn't mess with Elliot Ness (Robert Stack) and The Untouchables,
or Sgt. Joe Friday of Dragnet
and the Many Lives of Dobie Gillis with Manard G Kreps
not to mention 77 Sunset Strip, (Cookie, Cookie, lend me your comb)
and who knew it then?
but with the Twilight Zone Marathon on cable now
Billy Mumy, William Shatner, Charles Bronson, Elizabeth Montgomery,
Peter Falk, Lenoard Nimoy, Agnes Moorehead, etc all starred
the closest we got to a reality show was Candid Camera with Allen Funt

of course, there is the day I will always remember where I was
it was November 22, 1963, Friday, 2:00 pm
and our teacher, Brother Claver announced we were being released early
but didn't tell us why
I was a few steps from home
in front of 99 First Place and a friend told me
May he Rest In Peace, John F. Kennedy
“Ask not what your country can do for you
but what you can do for your country”

Viet Nam Veteran's Memorial dedicated
November 13, 1982
Washington, D.C., United States
so a big shout out to my childhood friends in the service, John S. and Steven S.
to all our Viet Nam vets who returned, mia's
and all out service men and women
now and way back then for their commitment
to protecting us and our country

the wednesday before Thanksgiving was quiet
you knew when you woke up on Thanksgiving morning
to the smell of mom's cooking
it was, like, “let the feast begin”

mom always bought borden's canned egg nog
(I saw it at pathmark yesterday
it's now in a regular milk carton)
so it was a great way to start the day
we had a light breakfast
mom had the turkey cooking,
stuffing going, yams with brown sugar

we would watch tv
go check out the kitchen
dad, who worked nights
would get up early to help mom
the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade would be on

me and mike would go out front for a while
hang out with friends
go upstairs to wish grandma a “Happy Thanksgiving”
then we would come in about 1:00 pm

Rosalie was born 7/1958
Carmela was born 12/1960
and it was such a treat having them at the dinner table
you know, with the high chair
then they got old enough to sit in regular chairs
mom, dad, mike, me made sure the girls got attention

(one year, I was, like 21, my sisters 8 and 10
I came in about 10 am
and said
“come on, we're going to the macy's parade”
it was a great time, I got them to the front to see everything across from Macy's
we got home about 2 pm
just in time for dinner)

the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade would go back on till dinnertime
so, move over mcdonald's, bye bye burger king
when I grew up, it was a sin to eat out, plus there was no fast food
microwave? The only wave we knew was at coney island

we would all sit down
Dad would say a Thanksgiving prayer
and he would always slice the turkey
Mom would chime in with “frankie boy likes the drumstick”
then mom would put on the appetizers
stuffed mushrooms, Finochio (vegetable), turkey gravy,
a whole tray of stuffing, yams with brown sugar, cranberry sauce, biscuits

Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days
Oh, yes, those were the days
La la la la la la
La la la la la la

after dinner, it was like, “wow, did I eat all that”
and some relax time and some “that was delicious, mom”
as she put the roasted chestnuts on the table
and besides pastries from cioffi's, monteleone's, court pastry
there was always a homemade pumpkin pie
or cheese cake for desert
or Mom's famous delicious rice pudding
it was like treats everywhere
chocolate pudding
ice cream on a cone

“Babes in Toyland” with Laurel and Hardy
“March of the Wooden Soldiers”
was a treat in the afternoon

by saturday, my dad would finish slicing the turkey
once he found the wishbone
it went over the kitchen entrance till next year8
white meat, dark meat
and then he would make his famous turkey salad
so it was a great week of leftovers

you know a big shout out to “dads who help mom”
our dad would always help out mom
whether he was dicing celery, doing the dishes, doing the laundry, hanging the laundry
vacumming, washing the yard, etc
mom and dad were a team

"frankie boy, i need the parsley",
"ok, grandma",
my grandmother lived on the parlor floor,
we were in the basement,
so we would use the dumbwaiter to send up what she needed
by putting a shopping bag on a string and having her pull it up

a big shout out to my Aunt Lu and Uncle Carl
you always knew they were here
because Aunt LU would whistle on the way in

Through the door there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh, my friend, we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts the dreams are still the same...

Thanksgiving night was a standard
get the dishes done, playing with our sisters
some tv, and, of course, a turkey leftover snack

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days
Oh, yes, those were the days
La la la la la la
La la la la la la

and, wala
just like All Saints Day
Thanksgiving Friday opened the floodgates to
and you all know
joe knows, mary knows, louie knows
there is no Christmas like
8045) Ken 
Staten Island
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11-15-2016 04:42 PM  Write a comment

I went down to the point two weeks ago, on a Wednesday, to met Frank C. and Harry N. for lunch. All three of us each circled around for 10 - 15 minutes finding a parking spot. What is happening to Red Hook Point?

Loretta Battiloro 11-21-2016 07:05 PM
I am looking for a friend her name is Pam she married Jerry so her name is Pam Brown she had a son named Eric who #@*%! himself and died can anyone tell me where I could find her
8044) Ken 
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I went down to the point two weeks ago, on a Wednesday, to met Frank C. and Harry N. for lunch. All three of us each circled around for 10 - 15 minutes finding a parking spot. What is happening to Red Hook Point?
8043) Francis V Pirrone 
Staten Island,USA
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Oh, I pine for the glory days of
“trick or treat”
in the hook

I had a friend was a big baseball player
back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
but all he kept talking about was

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
frankie 10-31-2013 11:29 AM
can you imagine
being a bad boy all year
“get out of my garden, frankie”
“ok, mrs. Gambardella”
“frankie, what are you doing on TOP of the phonebooth”
“making a call, Mr. Spadaro?”
all you had to do
was dress up like the bum you were
and, wala
the same neighbors would give you free candy
free NAME BRAND candy
hershey’s, m &m’s, clark bars galore

Well there's a girl that lives up the block
back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
and have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
she says when she feels like crying
she starts laughing thinking about

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

Francis V Pirrone 10-31-2016 08:05 AM
we knew it was really “all hallows eve”
let’s go to the wikipedia

the night of October 31, the eve of All Saints' Day, commonly celebrated by children who dress in costume and solicit candy or other treats door-to-door.
Halloween or Hallowe'en (/?hæl?'win, -o?'in, ?h?l-/; a contraction of "All Hallows' Evening"),[5] also known as All Hallows' Eve,[6] is a yearly celebration observed in a number of countries on October 31, the eve of the Western Christian feast of All Hallows (or All Saints) and the day initiating the triduum of Hallowmas, the time in the liturgical year dedicated to remembering the dead, including saints (hallows), martyrs, and all the faithful departed believers.[7]
According to many scholars, All Hallows' Eve is a Christianized feast initially influenced by western European harvest festivals,[8] and festivals of the dead with possible pagan roots, particularly the Celtic Samhain.[6][9][10] Other scholars maintain that it originated independently of Samhain and has solely Christian roots.[11]
Typical festive Halloween activities include trick-or-treating (also known as "guising"), attending costume parties, decorating, carving pumpkins into jack-o'-lanterns, lighting bonfires, apple bobbing, visiting haunted attractions, playing pranks, telling scary stories,

and boy, were there plenty of
haunted houses, jack o’ lanterns, scarecrows, black cats, decorating
not too much apple bobbing, lol
and we, the kids
played the pranks and made the scary stories, lol
of course, when we were little little
we had to dress up as superman, batman
“hold” mom’s hand
gnats, trick or treat with her, lol
not much pranks going on
but for the embarassment of walking around dressed funny with mom
boy, oh boy, did you get home with plenty of candy
but we learned young
like willie sutton said about the banks
“that’s where the money is
we knew on October 31st
(happy birthday Danielle)
if someone asked
“why are you going door to door dressed as a fool?”
“Well, mister, that’s where the candy is”

I don’t think my mom was cheap
but frugal, for sure
a few years, we gave out bags of popcorn
(remember, michael)

My old man worked 20 years on the line
and they let him go
Now everywhere he goes out looking for work
they just tell him that he's too old
I was 9 nine years old and he was working at the
Metuchen Ford plant assembly line
Now he just sits on a stool down at the Legion hall
but I can tell what's on his mind

Glory days yeah goin back
Glory days aw he ain't never had
Glory days, glory days

then it was bound to happen
all the nice little boys
cute kids, the moms all called us
well, no more pinches on the cheek for us
as we grew up
to establish a new halloween tradition for these poor neighbors
you might say, in a way “let the fun and games begin”

October was also the begining of skellsie (corks) season,
skooters (a milk crate nailed to a 2x4 with your skates)
my dad would help me build it
touch football in the street

the first year as grown ups
we all kinda chalk sock ouselves
a beanie cap
and, touche, we were hobos
that chalk sock came in handy for lots of other things
I thank Him for inventing the chalk socks
then “mom, I need a quarter for abbabbabbabbala”
“here frankie”
get a pound of dough from susie’s bread store around the corner
a few straws from pete sergi’s candy store
and you were set to blow dough on people’s backs
(not me, I swear, it was them, lol)
friends were the easiest targets
this was all before halloween
should I really open the Seinfeld vault on a real halloween story

Now I think I'm going down to the well tonight
and I'm going to drink till I get my fill
And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it
but I probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture
a little of the glory of, well time slips away
and leaves you with nothing mister but
boring stories of glory days

Glory days yeah goin back
Glory days aw he ain't never had
Glory days, glory days

well, here goes
the first mark was, hit all your friend’s houses
then other neighbor’s on the block
if you could get someone to buzz you in
you went to the first floor and
worked your way up
then a priority was the stores on court street
like willie “that’s where a lot of candy is, especially THE CANDY STORE
you had to get there early
cause they were smart
closed early
obviously, there is no free pizza at nino’s
but this was all after school
for treating
so if you weren’t a nice candy giver
there was our night time for tricking, lol
dawn blast those hoodlums throwing eggs at buses
plenty of dodgeball with the chalk sock
and dough fights
and of course, “no lady I wasn’t here before, honest”
if they did recognize you
well as any good boy would do
grab some more candy
run as a bat out of hell
anytime is ok for trick or treating
in the hook

as we grew up
we branched out
now, the whole neighborhood was open for trick or treating
“yes, dad, I’ll be home for dinner
one year
I could have used a wheelbarrow to haul the loot, I mean candy home
and then there was the old haunted house
on 3rd place and clinton street
you never saw people there
so obviously it was haunted, lol
plug for my favorite all time song
many times listening to it
at the pizzeria on degraw street and court street
with my best friend, tony and “the gang”

Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city
Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty
How can you lose?
The lights are much brighter there
You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares

So go downtown
Things will be great when you're downtown
No finer place for sure, downtown
Everything's waiting for you

oh, so much fun on halloween
in the hook
I dressed up as casper, the friendly ghost
till ninth grade
(don’t tell the whole world)
my mom made a costume with the hood and rest
from old bedsheets

then one year
it was the parkers across the street
you rang the basement bell
mrs. parker answered the door dressed as a withch
“she put out a pot
“here, hsve some candy”
but it was all slimy in the pot
“I mean worms”
as we ran thru the dark hall up the stairs to the parlor floor
there was scary mr, parker jumping out of the dark
“let’s go, guys”
anyway, at the door, we did get candy
so it was worth the scare

Rosalie and Carmela, my sisters, were official good treaters, no tricks
Mom made sure of that
Rosalie, forever the princess
Carmela, forever the cheerleader

things change
my cousin Dominick C. on Long Island is getting married
so I’m finally going to a Long Island country club reception
a big shout out to him
a big, big shout out to
Carmela’s daughter, Lauren
who will be doing college credit volunteer service in peru
(lauren, that country has no running water, lol)
a big, big, big shout out to the best
joe rags, carmine rags
a big, big, big, big shout out to the trick or treaters then
who are now grandmas and grandpas
moms and dads
who take their kids, grandchildren trick or treating now
a big, big, big, big, big shout out to trick or treaters

and then once we hit 16
no more trick or treating
bruce came along
fast cars, big guyism, waiting to be 18,
2 more years no more school,
yeah, right,
(we forgot the 47 years of work that goes with graduation) etc
baby, we were born to run

In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin' out over the line
Oh, Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
`Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

yes, girl we were born to run
and run we did
in the hook
8042) Shirley Kerrigan 
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Does anyone remember my brother George Kerrigan? He worked on the corner of King St delivering bleach or something.
He went to Alexander Hamilton HS. He hung out with Frankie Falco, Manuel Ortiz and Johnny Susino. they would play dumb games like: "if you don't make us laugh with a joke we will punch you". (It wasn't violent believe me). Manuel was George's best man when he got married. Johnny lived on the corner. George passed away. A great brother with a great sense of humor.

Ken 10-30-2016 12:45 PM
Shirley, I just don't remember your brother George. I don't know why. I remember Frankie Falco and Johnny Susino. He passed away a few years ago. Sometimes I think I see Johnny's older brother(Joe?) in the ShopRite in S.I.. Their Aunt, was Mary, the matron in the Pioneer. I used to see her here in S.I. but, haven't in a few years.If I see Joe again I will catch up on info.

Shirley Kerrigan 10-30-2016 11:58 PM
Ken, I believe Johnny's older brother was Mario. I met their Aunt too in the laundromat on Staten Island. George went into the army at 18.
8041) Anna Argyres Losey 
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10-25-2016 07:06 PM  Write a comment

What can you tell me about the Pioneer Theatre in the Red Hook Section of Brooklyn. I was the owner's daughter and wanted a little history of why it closed

Micky 10-26-2016 09:49 PM
I was born in the Hook and grew up in Brooklyn. The Pioneer went the way of all the old Brooklyn movie houses like Lowes, Marine, College, Paramount, Brook and many others. Cable TV did them all in.
Sad. I loved to go to the movies as a kid. Couldn't wait to turn 16 so we could sit in the balcony.

Ken 10-26-2016 10:27 PM
I was raised in Red Hook in the forties and fifties. The Pioneer was a great neighborhood theater. I remember it cost 13 cents for admission. I remember a Mr Nichols and a Mr Algers were the owners.I probably have the wrong spelling for Algers. It closed around 1958. I don't know why.It became a hiring hall for the ILA as I remember.The population of Red Hook was still sufficient to support the theater when it closed. I guess the ILA made the owners a good deal.

Shirley Kerrigan 10-28-2016 02:39 PM
It had the hardest seats. If you yelled too much Mr. Nicols (spelling?) would bang on the end seat with a cane. The screen had ice cream drippings on it and Marlon Brando moved in the movie and it was right on his eye. The ice cream was so frozen you couldn't eat it until you got home. However, it was fun, a safe place to go on a Saturday. and it was cheap!

frank c 10-31-2016 01:46 PM
Ken was right on the mark, I saw my very first film at the Pioneer, around about 1941

Shirley Kerrigan 11-29-2016 06:41 AM
Anna, I didn't mean to be offensive about the Pioneer, we saw so many great movies there and the price was great! Your father put up with a lot! We lived blocks away and what else could you ask for? He was a nice man and he had a lot to put up with.
8040) Elsie 
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Hi all

Visitation Church 98 Richards Street, Brooklyn is having a fundraiser on October 1, at 7:00 p.m. with the Roughdozen. A
group of men who sing A cappella. and they are very good. Refreshments will follow
Admission is 20.00 or pay what you can
All proceeds go to Visitation Church to
complete renovations on the church
Hoping to see you here at Visitation

8039) Ken 
Staten Island
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The old timers day picnic will on Saturday, September 17, 2016.Starts about 12 noon. Location is the VFW Post on Van Brunt St.Bet King and Sullivan Streets
Hope you all can make it.
8038) Francis V Pirrone 
Staen Island, USA
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Another great summer
in the hook

And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
summertime, summertime, sum, sum summertime

Labor day was always kinda of ho-hum
in the hook
nothing much going on
of course, there was a great dinner, barneque made by mom and dad
school was the next day
labor day always had a little of the summertime blues

Francis V Pirrone 9-5-2016 05:34 PM
I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby, and try to get a date
My boss says, "No dice son, you gotta work late"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
the thing is that doesn't take away from another great summer
in the hook
like wow, if there was a way to go back
get me a ticket, lol

one eye opens, what's that smell
“yipppeeee, mom's making pancakes”
there was nothing like walking into the kitchen
there's poor mom with the apron on and the ladle
and a big stack of pancakes on the stove
even dad, who worked nights was there
oh, thank you, mom and dad
for those sunny saturday morning pancakes
“frankie, I have a few left”
“thanks mom”
frankie 9-1-2013 07:00 AM
every day in the summertime
in the hook
was like a monday

Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me

i'll never forget the saturday soda delivery guy
“ma, could we get some fox's u-bet chocolate syrup”

Then there was the beach or pool

Lets go surfin now
Everybodys learning how
Come on and safari with me
(come on and safari with...)

Early in the morning well be startin out
Some honeys will be coming along
Were loading up our woody
With our boards inside
And headin out singing our song

there were many weekends at manhattan beach
it was always like waking up
and you just got ready
mom was making lunch
dad was packing the cooler
we left real early
poor dad had to wait on the parking lot line for an hour or two
he dropped us off
we went to find aunt santa and uncle tom
who got there really early for a picnic table
cousins rosalie and paula, aunt katy and uncle john
would sometimes be there
so the whole day at the beach was like being in heaven
there was enough good italian food to feed an army
nice weather, the water, the sand, a breeze, etc
and it was fun taking my kid sisters to the water with mom
where is that girl with the teenie weenie..............

She was afraid to come out of the locker
She was as nervous as she could be
She was afraid to come out of the locker
She was afraid that somebody would see
Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore

It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
That she wore for the first time today
An itsy, bitsy, teentie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
So in the locker she wanted to stay
Two, three, four, stick around we'll tell you more

and there was always a wedding or three
one of the big guys was marrying their high school sweetheart
(that means you, grandma, grandpa, lol)
it was a treat to watch, as the neighbors gathered
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been,
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
and the limos whisked them away

give it a try, guys
Come on let's twist again like we did last summer
Yea, let's twist again like we did last year
Do you remember when things were really hummin'
Yea, let's twist again, twistin' time is here

Yeah round 'n around 'n up 'n down we go again
Oh baby make me know you love me so then
Come on let's twist again like we did last summer
Yea, let's twist again, twistin' time is here

During the day, there was always something to do
and with carroll park a block away
there were always games to play

there was the big 1 foot deep sprinkler pool, lol
the men were playing boccie
and they were serious
there were a lot of, like my mom used to say “ooohh faaars”
a softball diamond, basketball courts, swings

the big ps58 wall was always good for a game of handball
a school yard for softball and basketball courts

red hook pool was always on the agenda
big brother mike would take me there 2, 3 times during the summer
he even took me, cousins frank and jimmy to st. george's pool
now, that was a pool!!!!!!!!!!!!

then there was the johnny pump
on a really hot day
someone opened it
then there was the guy with an open ended can
to give car washes
we even got a sprinkler cap

mom always had a
“be careful, don't let me worry”
as we went out the front door

prospect park was a bus ride away
somehow we would get up there
just walking around, climbing trees, chasing squirrels
10 cent fudge bar, fishing in the lake was always fun
one year, dad took me and mike there to fish in the jr. angler program
i'm sure we all had a friend who coaxed us into the bushes
then ran away
and when we looked, it was a cemetery in the middle of the park,

official league baseball games were at ps 142 park
todd's field was always good for a game or two

Saturday in the park
I think it was the Fourth of July
People talking, people laughing
A man selling ice cream
Singing Italian songs
(Italian lyric)
Can you dig it (yes, I can)
And I've been waiting such a long time
For Saturday

my favorite song was and is to this day
“downtown” by Petula Clark
thank you, youtube, itunes
(hi,mike, rosalie and mela)
When you're alone and life is making you lonely
You can always go downtown
When you've got worries, all the noise and the hurry
Seems to help, I know, downtown

I remember wanting to change the world when I grow up
so I was always looking for answers
but along came Bob
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, ’n’ how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they’re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind

on a cool, not too hot morning, afternoon
stoopball was a favorite by joey mahoney's gate
there was a johhny pump there
so there were never any cars parked in front of the gate
some boxball by emma's gate
it had a nice front wall

finally one year, I got to give someone a nickname
frankie ”smas”
then there were the nicknames in the hook
allen “hop”, arnold “bip”, vinny “sapo”, ralph “kai shek”
rocco “ rags”, joey “nappy”, frankie “bone”, anthony “chickie”,
louie “ bird”, jimmy “jet”, joe “rags”, carmine “rags”,
frankie “scratch”, frankie “stretch”, johnny “scootch”,
tommy “occhi”, frankie “moose”, jerry “ears”,
anthony “chopper”, joe “tubby”, freddie “frump”,
anthony “mims”, joe “jap”, anthony “horse”,
arnold “butchie”, joe “mahoney”, tommy “red”,
john “frosty”, joe “beaver”, michael “mousey”,
anthony “dumbo”, tommy “spider”, dominick “fish”,
eddie “maqua”, louie “whipper”, frank “beech”

But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come-on come-on and dance all night
play ringoleavio, buck buck, hide and seek all night
Despite the heat it'll be alright

And babe, don't you know it's a pity
That the days can't be like the nights
In the summer, in the city
In the summer, in the city

the nights were action
some of the dads would play a game of stickball, fistball
vs. the big guys
lots of parents, grandparents would sit on their stoops
joe the ice cream guy would come about 7:00pm, 7:30 pm
“ma, you got 10 cents for a fudge bar”
then we would play street games
buck buck, ringgolevio, hide and seek
kick the can, dodgeball, follow the leader

then about 9pm
we would head up the corner
and hang by sergi's candy store
if the papers were late
there would be like a hundred people waiting to get the paper for the number

saturday's were special
some of the big guys had cars
so they gave us little big guys the privilige of washing and waxing their car
then they would take us for a ride
they even took us a few times to the car races
on longdock and first avenue

having two kid sisters
I squeezed in a few games of hopscotch, hit the stick
I was an honorary rope holder when they wanted to jump rope
who said no? Don't start
maybe dad supervised
but you know I taught rosie and mela to ride bikes
I would buy them a big puzzle for christmas
that we all put together on the dining room table
one year I got them a 500 piece solid black puzzle
I don't know how he did it
but dad knocked it off in about a week

around labor day, st. stephen's had
The Feast Of St. Rosalie
and, boy, was it a feast
from st. stephen's to henry street to kane street
man, would I trade an ipod, ihone, ipad, laptop for
3 delicious, gigantic zeppoles, 25 cents please

yeah, from labor day on
it was all california dreamin'

All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray.
I've been for a walk on a winter's day.
I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A.;
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.

Stopped in to a church I passed along the way.
Well I got down on my knees and I pretend to pray.
You know the preacher liked the cold;
He knows I'm gonna stay.
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.

All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray.
I've been for a walk on a winter's day.
If I didn't tell her I could leave today;
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.

And once the school year began
the new cars came out
so many people bought new cars
and the muscle cars
gto, charger, camaro, firebird

Little GTO, you're really lookin' fine
Three deuces and a four-speed and a 389
Listen to her tachin' up now, listen to her why-ee-eye-ine
C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO

you could see all the new models just by standing on the corner
there was halloween, trick or trick, yhe chalk sock
my mom made me a “Casper, the Friendly Ghost” costume
from some bedsheets
well, stars wars wasn't out yet, lol
skellsies (corks), skating, football, hockey, skooters
rough tackle football in the snow at carroll park
Thanksgiving, Christmas, etc
honorable mention to the great movie theathers of the hook
Clinton, Paras Court, Lido, rko Prospect, Avon, sanders

we all remember where we and our families were
on February 9, 1964 at 8:00 pm
Oh yeah, I'll tell you something
I think you'll understand
When I'll say that something
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
when the Beatles were on the Ed Sullivan show

in the hook
8037) Shirley Kerrigan 
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Francis, I watched a documentary on where & when the Star Spangled Banner was written, its an amazing story.

I pray that patriotism and love of our fellow man return to America.

So many gave their lives for this country, we owe it to them to respect it and keep saying The Pledge of Allegiance. I have hope for America and I'm not depending on any politician to revive it.

Ken 8-26-2016 07:36 PM
Went to the World Trade Center, Shopping Mall yesterday. The new mall is spectacular.I can see why it cost so much. It was the first time I have been there since 9/11. Still a sad site but, it is beautiful.

Francis V Pirrone 8-30-2016 03:12 PM
thanks for the comments
so what's the story?
did you google it?

in grammar school
it was a fight on the water
with ships, etc
francis scott key
or someone
in the morning, sunrise
they were still there
no ship sank
it was a cause for celebration
they were winning

Shirley Kerrigan 9-1-2016 07:50 AM
The lyrics come from "Defence of Fort M'Henry", a poem written on September 14, 1814 by the 35-year-old lawyer and amateur poet Francis Scott Key after witnessing the bombardment of Fort McHenry by British ships of the Royal Navy in Baltimore Harbor during the Battle of Fort McHenry in the War of 1812.

Ken 9-1-2016 04:45 PM
If memory serves me ( not that I was there) Key was being detained on a British ship when the battle occured. The british wanted to invade and burn Baltimore City. They already burned Washington. Because Ft McHenry held out it prevented the British ships from landing troops near the city and they then retreated. I think that they next went to New Orleans where they also did badly.
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I met Connie Nucieto at a party this past weekend. Showed her the old photos. She remmebers you well.

Shirley Kerrigan 7-22-2016 04:45 PM
Ken,she lived across the street from me on King St,two sisters, nice parents,

Shirley Kerrigan 7-24-2016 10:04 AM
Nice family! I used to stare at her father because he was a Yankee fan and you know it had to be the Dodgers (I hated baseball anyway but couldn't tell anyone; lol).

Ken 8-1-2016 08:47 PM
Shirley, I didn't like baseball very much either. I always played left out when picking a team. You see I lived in Park Slope 1946 to 1949. That's when the other guys started teams. Life is strange.

Shirley Kerrigan 8-2-2016 03:06 PM
Ken, I was born in Park Slope, Prospect Ave, we moved to 8th ave & 13th st, near my cousins (Bill Peterson's mother was my cousin) it was a great time, a great place to live. then we moved to Hamilton Ave under the highway (ugh) then to King st. I didn't know you were from Park Slope; where?

Ken 8-8-2016 07:20 PM
I lived on King St( two doors up from Redmond's, Funeral Home) as a baby then at 56 Wolcott St. 1942 to 1946. Then 120 Garfield Place ( apartment house just below 6th ave) 1946 to 1949. Then back to Red Hook 391 Van Brunt St until 1960. Then we move to 455A Prospect Ave. It seems that we lived on the same Streets at different times.But, we did cross paths as teenagers. Small world.

Shirley Kerrigan 8-9-2016 02:27 PM
Ken,that is amazing small world in Red Hook, actually in Brooklyn
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there is nothing, nothing, nothing like
in the hook

hot town, summer in the city
been down, isn't it a pity
doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city

goodbye, disneyland, great adventure
adios to freedomland, coney island
in the hook
we were all yankee doodle dandies
born on the fourth of july
Born in the u.s.a., I was born in the u.s.a.
Born in the u.s.a., I'm a long gone daddy in the u.s.a.
Born in the u.s.a., born in the u.s.a.
Born in the u.s.a., I'm a cool rocking daddy in the u.s.a.
we're staying in the hook
to celebrate america's revolution
to the tune of a 10 cent pack of fireworks

I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy

Francis V Pirrone 7-4-2016 08:50 AM
Yankee Doodle, do or die
a real live nephew of my Uncle Sam
born on the 4th of July
frankie 7-3-2013 09:47 PM
it started earlier
once school was out
we started pledging allegiance
to the united states of fireworks

“I pledge allegiance
to the Flag of
the United States of America,
and to the Republic for which it stands,
one Nation under God,
with liberty and justice for all.”

we would get together early in the morning
sooner or later
you could tell it was him
walking slowly up the block
with a big, crumpled brown grocery bag
the only thing he didn't have was a sign that said
“fireworks guy”, lol

“O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea! “

some of us had a dime to buy a pack
that kept us going for the morning
in the afternoon
some of the big, big guys would come around with the hard stuff
ashcans or cherry bombs
at night, there was always one of the men who had a roman candle

but at night, it's a different world
go out and find a gal
come on, come on and dance all night
despite the heat it will be alright

sorry, gals
fireworks were number one

and you had to be a rocket scientist, too
“ma, I need 10 cents for the softball game”
“grandma, do you need a loaf of bread”
chalk up 5 cents
“frankie, where's the change from the gallon of milk?'
“grandpa, thanks for the quarter”
cashing in 2 cent coca cola deposit bottles
fireworks weren't a sin
it put “Saturday confession” on the agenda, lol
then, as the fourth was rolling around
you had to start the hoard,
saving some for the big night

the weirdest thing was no one complained
it wasn't like someone would tell my mom I had fireworks
“frankie, don't step on Mrs. Palumbo's tulips”
but fireworks were ok
mom always rang in with a horror story
but that was it
if you had a pack of fireworks in your hand
and asked a stranger for a match
he would give you the whole book
it was a great part of growing up in the hook

Despite the heat it'll be alright
And Babe, don't you know it's a pity
That the days can't be like the nights
In the summer, In the city, In the summer, In the city

one day, a friend happened to have a white mouse on him
no kidding
needless to say, to further our education
in propulsion and quantum leap theory
we, not me, I swear
tied him to a 6 oz. Rocket
he was the first mouse to go to the moon, lol

now, relax, calm down, pull up a chair
moooooooooooooooooooove overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
you got nothing on the hook
it was all about boom, bang, bam, badabing

Francis V Pirrone 7-4-2016 08:51 AM
the british may be coming
we got red hook lane covered
but they aren't staying
three cheers for the red, white and blue
and we, SONS OF THE REVOLUTION delivered

We've been travelling far
Without a home
But not without a star

Only want to be free
We huddle close
Hang on to a dream

On the boats and on the planes
They're coming to America
Never looking back again
They're coming to America

Home, don't it seem so far away
Oh, we're travelling light today
In the eye of the storm
In the eye of the storm

Home, to a new and a shiny place
Make our bed, and we'll say our grace
Freedom's light burning warm
Freedom's light burning warm

“and now for the weather forecast with Tex Antoine
Thursday will be a hot, hot hot 4th of July
with lots of sun, very humid and muggy”

we were always out real early on the 4th
we would shoot the fireworks off by the johnny pump
that was it for the whole day
fireworks this, fireworks that
all day long all you heard from other blocks, too, were fireworks
my mom would buy the franks from the sabrett hot dog guy on
fourth place and court street
and it was a real hot dog 4th family barbecue in the backyard
and then, after dinner
it was like all the parents and grandparents came out to sit on the stoops
or stand by the gate for the show

as soon as it got a little dark
the big guys and the big, big guys came around
and it started
sometimes there were a dozen guys by the johnny pump
and they meant business
ashcans, mats, cherry bombs, rockets, helicopters, whistlers,
bottle rockets, chasers, roman candles
up the block was a cop
so there was a blast going there, too
(who said they were fireworks he confiscated)
then, out of nowhere, every so often
you would hear fireworks going off for about 15, 20 minutes non stop
of course, since I was a big guy, too
I stayed real close to my mom, lol
dad or big brother mike always had a few boxes of sizzlers
that we would light for our younger sisters

the next morning we would look for the ones that didn't go off
with all the spent rockets, etc and firecracker paper
you could tell it was another great

honorable mention to clinton street and president street
the real guys were there
if you know what I mean
their fireworks went on to 2, 3 in the morning, nonsrop

it was great having 2 kid sisters
I took them to the macy's thanksgiving day parade
oh, that's another story

O say can you see,
by the dawn's early light,
what so proudly we hailed
at the twilight's last gleaming,
whose broad stripes and bright stars,
through the perilous fight,
o'er the ramparts we watched,
were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare

Marie 7-3-2013 10:36 PM
Frankie, thank you, thank you, thank you. That was wonderful. Fond memories that put a smile on your face. Have a great fourth!
Anna 7-3-2013 11:44 PM
July 4th 2010 we were sitting in deck chairs watching the firework displays in the neighborhood. There were several women and about a dozen kids watching the guys shooting them off. As the night drew on the guys got a little careless and decided to put a few roman candles and some other big bang gizmos in an old paint can, when I say to you HOLY S**T it would be an understatement. That thing blew up and tipped over shooting roman candles horizontal in all directions. TG no one got seriously hurt, just a few bruises from falling jumping out of the way.

Have fun and be careful.
Louise**Red Hook** 7-4-2013 03:57 PM
I remember they would do them in PS30s school yard..the next morning you would see all the paper from the fireworks...those were the days in Red Hook!!!!

Anna 7-4-2013 04:45 PM
Louise, you could still smell all the gun powder the next day. We kids liked to burn "punks". They were better than nothing when we ran out of sparklers. My family would have big pails full of clams, oysters, and a few beer kegs. We kids had soda of course. Loud radio music, fireworks and no worries. I miss those days.
Ken 7-5-2013 12:18 PM
I remember after the fourth we would get cherry bombs. They would burn underwater and explode. We would tie a rock to them and drop them in the water at Pier 38. When they exploded you would sometimes see dead fish come up to the surface. I regret doing that. At pier 38 they kept a 55 gal drum filled with water on the railroad tracks. This was for fire use. One time some one did the same thing and dropped the cherry bomb in the drum. When it exploded it blow the bottom seam out of the drum and the water came out. A long shoreman saw this and came after us. If you got caught he would have let us have. No complaining to your parents - they would say you deserved it and give you more punishment. In those days it really was a village that watched the kids and kept us in line. Now a days you can't look at a kid where the parents want to bend a bat aver your head.

Shirley Kerrigan 7-16-2016 05:33 PM
Francis, you are one grateful person. You are rare in today's time.

May the Lord continue to bless you making new memories!!!
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Hello red hook I miss this site
8033) does it matter? 
does it matter?
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I was watching a tv show about the FBI and sirens were going on and I remembered when in the 50's the station would "mute" the sirens because of the Cold War threat with Russia. They had the bomb and we were so scared.
Our practice runs were hiding under our desks in case Russia dumped the bomb on us. Question? how could a small wooden desk keep us from the bomb or even fallout?
Maybe it was just to make us feel better. lol
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Looking for help in locating an old friend from the Red Hook projects. His name is Herman Smith and he lived on Columbia Street. He also went by Smithy and Worm.

Loretta battiloro 5-25-2016 11:16 PM
Does anyone know Jerry Brown. If so what happened to him. I am trying to get in touch with him. He was married to Pam

janet 2-1-2017 01:00 PM
Worm was at the reunion we have in red hook a few years ago. the reunions are called old timers day they are in september at the vfw post.
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