Played in the South Bronx…Ave st john and Kelly next to JHS 52…..spent hours hitting that bottle cap…..Johny on the pony….stick ball…..ringolivio….hot piece of butter…….via 1960……before I met my first girl friend…..then the girl friend had a new set of games to play……u know what I mean?????
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Great Memory. Thanks for sharing. Think the local Boys club cold entertain these kids with this new version?
Played on Morris Ave in the Bronx and kingsbridge rd between 196st. Played for hours. We used the red gallon milk tops. Coke a cola glass tops for speed and smoothness. And the steel caps from chairs from P.S. 86 ON Jerome avenue to break the glass tops of the enemies. Milk tops was standard issue….1976 graffiti crew was WILD STYLE…. Prez Tracy168, com161, Panama Red, I was ROMA 196…AND BREAK DANCING start in my hood. Rock steady crew. Michael Caban. He died young. WHAT GREAT MEMORIES. WE WAS POOR BUT DIDN’T KNOW IT. LMFAO 😆. ✌️
Man, those were cherished memories! Played on Andrews Ave and 176th Street in The Bronx in the late ’60s. A kid by the name of Poppy, his father was kind enough to spray paint/carve one in the middle of the block for us to use. I also liked using the metal caps on the bottoms of school desks or chairs (PS 109).
When we got bored, we rode bikes, played tag, flies-up off the curb, touch football, stickball, tops, ringolevio, etc, until the street lights came on. And when we wanted to include the girls, we played Run-Catch-Kiss or Run-Catch-Feel. On hot summer days, we cross the University Ave bridge and go to the High Bridge Pool in Washington Heights, Manhattan.
Mr Saul, in my neighborhood, we called it Hot “Peas” and Butter. Come and get your Supper. Just saying…
Ah, here’s one that will evoke some memories: you go to the candy store and walk out with a grape Nehi, a bag of Wise potato chips, and a new Spalding ball. Man, there was nothing like the smell of fresh Spalding.
Cheers!