For all who grew up in the Rockaways remember Playland. Whether you were very young with all your families your first time. One can never forget this wonderful place. As we grew older many of us went there to hang out as they use to say and just be there on a saturday with our own friends. Again it was a simpler time. For a few dollars we could be with our friends or by ourselves. Remembering All the smells and the grit of the place is another feeling of home. I have been collecting photograph and postcards for over 30 years now . Its fun to put them all together for all to see this wonderful place. I hope you enjoy all your own memories.
Click the photograph and it shall take you to a little film I did on Playland a few years ago
Here is the gallery 1 of the Postcards from the Rockaway’s, I hope you enjoy. I have saved for over 25 years every photograph that any one has put up of the Rockaway’s . Now is the time for me to begin to share them all with you. I have saved all your photographs, So to all of you who wished for The Rockaway’s to be remember. You all have made it so.
Life in Edgemere gave us many things. These cookies for me are the boardwalk.
These are the three that I would get at different times with my grandmother and mother as they shopped at the stores on Edgemere Ave.
We all have our stories about the black and whites. I must admit I would often give away the chocolate side. How I still love these even today.
The toy cookie card board container shown here is mine from all those years ago. I remember going up on the 38th street ramp often with all my cookies. Seeing the colorful cookie cardboard container brings back so many thoughts of my times on the boardwalk. Our house was close to the boardwalk on Beach 38th Street and Sprayview Avenue, right on the corner. They would always tell us go take a walk on the boardwalk, but stay close. Even then I enjoyed my time alone. I can still feel my hands going along the railing of the boardwalk, and the ramp. the rhythm of the hand…the beat on the palm, And then those wonderful cookies. One of my very clear memories is sitting on the porch with my cookie, on the steps. People would be walking by to get on the boardwalk. So many happy people; they would have that extra quick step we all have when we want to get someplace.
But nothing can compare to the cookies in the blue box. Nabisco Marshmallow Sandwich cookies. My grandmother would often let me walk up to the stores at the end of Beach 38th Street to buy them. To this day I can remember how they smelled when you would open up the package and then to one box where there they would be in a wonderful row.
Click here to read about the history of the Marshmallow Sandwich
Here are some more of the photos from the New York Archives along with other photographers photos. Each one of them will take you back to a place that once was filled with many of our memories. Time does not stand still. Many of these places are still there . The times have changed and some of the views are new, but many are the same. The part of the Rockaway’s that was destroyed by Robert Moses and left to die is finding new life with new families as they discover the wonder of the sea and the wonderful boardwalk. I still say there is no place like home.