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Haahaa thas a good one Silverback. I luv it in a non-huggable way.
Lefty wrote:"That's my dog Tige, he lives in a shoe, I'm Buster Brown, look for ME in there too!"
My mother took me shopping as a little boy for Buster Brown shoes in downtown Brooklyn, NY. In one of the downtown Brooklyn stores, coulda been A & S or Macy's, in the basement they had a custard counter. My mom would buy me a cup of that great tasting stuff. A few blocks away was the Horn & Hardart store that had a wall with little doors where you bought premade food, like pie, cake, sammichs. My mother would always buy tins of their macoroni to take home. My old man lioed that shit! A few more blocks would be Dekalb Ave. Last stop on the local subway in Brooklyn before the subway traveled over Manhattan Bridge towards Manhattan un Flatbush Ave. There would always be thousands of pedestrians back then. Juniors was a few blocks away.
Swimming at Coney Island. 5th grade I transferred to a paracchocial catholic school Our Lady Of Solace two blocks from Steeplechase in Coney Island. You could visit Nathans and get a Frankfuter for a quarter. Or ride the Parachute jump for a dollar. Incidently is where I got my Coney Island Jump Wings from.
When I was maybe 8 years old I watched Captain Jack McMarthy who hosted the Popeye cartoons. That was when Brutus was named Bluto for all you youngsters, next on TV was Officer Joe Bolton who hosted Abbot & Costella or the Three Stooges - I ferget which one.
There was the Late Show & The Late Late Show every evening on CBS TV. The Million Dollar Movie would come on in the evening with a catchy tune which I found out years later was the theme music to "Gone With The Wind"
There were many music stations on AM radio here in NYC - WMCA- The Good Guys, WABC 770AM on your radio dial with Cousin Brucee when he had hair.
Combat with Vic Morrow or The Twilight Zone with Rod Serling. When I was maybe 5 years old I saw King Kong and it scared the bejesus out of me. At night if I had to go to the bathroom, it was down a long corridor under a skylight past the stairs as we lived on the 2nd floor. I used to slink alongside the wall looking up at the skykight to see if King Kong was looking in. Coming out of the bathroom I ran like heck back to bed. I'd sweat my little ass off every time. When I was 10 my old man was fiddling with our Dumont TV set and this dark cloud of awful smoke rose up from the TV and the tube blew. My old man blew the TV up. We had no TV for 3 or 4 years after that. I learned to like the radio during that period and I was out more than in.
One of the million westerns I didn't see mentioned was the Lone Ranger with his sidekick Tonto. He fired Silver bullets and at the end of each episode a voice would say. "A hearthy farewell from the maked man, the Lone Ranger and Tonto. And together they rode off like me now!
Stead