My father spent the night at a 4 star hotel Nord Roma that night. But during the parade thru Rome, Clark had a group of partisan Italians lead the parade into Rome. The streets were lined up with 1,000 of Italians cheering on the 5th Army as they entered Rome But there was a problem Clark put a bunch of Italian dignitaries in the lead car. None of them were from Rome and the parade went the wrong way. Finally someone got to Clark in the 2nd jeep and explained to him the parade was going the wrong way . They stopped and asked a bystander on a bike how to get to the Victor Emanuel piazza. He corrected them and then told them to follow him and he would lead the invading American 5th Army to the piazza where all the Rome leaders were waiting for Clark. lol Can't make this stuff up. At the time no one knew that in England the next day the biggest invasion ever was about to take place. My father sent the Night at the Nord Roma which is still a hotel in Rome and years later would revisit it . Anyway the next morning when he woke up and had breakfast they had heard the D-day had started. Studs Turkel the great american writer wrote about Clarks capture of Rome " Front pages for a day back pages for a lifetime." Clarks timing was off because no newspapers or radio really cared about Rome's capture . D-day was the big news .. and the entire German escaped and would fight the next year causing many American lives.
My father never left Rome and became part of an AMG investigated team about the Andreantine Caves massacre. A few months before Rome was captured the Italian partisans set a few bombs up on Via Del Rasillo . Ten German soldiers were killed .Hitler then ordered for every German killed he wanted 10 Romans to be executed. The Fascist leaders of Rome gathered 300 Italians all innocent and were taking to caves 10 miles north of rome. All 300 were shot in the back of the head and put in these caves. The Germans with huge rocks and boulders and cement closed up the caves . US intelligence knew about the massacre prior to entering Rome . My father became the lead officer in the investigation and although the German soldiers had left there were many Italians that aided the Germans. I could write a book about just the Andreatine caves. Many were arrested and some shot by firing squads When the war was over my father became part of an educational AMG group to take all the Fascist text books and re write them for the future Italian educational system He stayed at the Nord Roma for akmost 6 months after the war. When he got back to the Bronx in early 46' something called the UN United Nations was forming in NY. Although he got his teaching position back he joined the UN and served there for over 40 years. Then after a stay in Cuba for 6 months he became an administrator and 2nd in command for the UNEF United Nations emergency force. They opened up an air force base in Pisa, Italy and he was assigned to the US Army . It's were I grew up at Camp Darby. And when we visited Rome we always stayed at the Nord Roma hotel and the owner loved my father. anyway its fathers day coming up . So a big shout out to all your fathers. I was so lucky to have him who steered me into education and administration. I touch his Manhattan College ring and NY Yankee baseball cap everyday. Happy fathers day to all
June 6th 1944
My father spent the night at a 4 star hotel Nord Roma that night. But during the parade thru Rome, Clark had a group of partisan Italians lead the parade into Rome. The streets were lined up with 1,000 of Italians cheering on the 5th Army as they entered Rome But there was a problem Clark put a bunch of Italian dignitaries in the lead car. None of them were from Rome and the parade went the wrong way. Finally someone got to Clark in the 2nd jeep and explained to him the parade was going the wrong way . They stopped and asked a bystander on a bike how to get to the Victor Emanuel piazza. He corrected them and then told them to follow him and he would lead the invading American 5th Army to the piazza where all the Rome leaders were waiting for Clark. lol Can't make this stuff up. At the time no one knew that in England the next day the biggest invasion ever was about to take place. My father sent the Night at the Nord Roma which is still a hotel in Rome and years later would revisit it . Anyway the next morning when he woke up and had breakfast they had heard the D-day had started. Studs Turkel the great american writer wrote about Clarks capture of Rome " Front pages for a day back pages for a lifetime." Clarks timing was off because no newspapers or radio really cared about Rome's capture . D-day was the big news .. and the entire German escaped and would fight the next year causing many American lives.
My father never left Rome and became part of an AMG investigated team about the Andreantine Caves massacre. A few months before Rome was captured the Italian partisans set a few bombs up on Via Del Rasillo . Ten German soldiers were killed .Hitler then ordered for every German killed he wanted 10 Romans to be executed. The Fascist leaders of Rome gathered 300 Italians all innocent and were taking to caves 10 miles north of rome. All 300 were shot in the back of the head and put in these caves. The Germans with huge rocks and boulders and cement closed up the caves . US intelligence knew about the massacre prior to entering Rome . My father became the lead officer in the investigation and although the German soldiers had left there were many Italians that aided the Germans. I could write a book about just the Andreatine caves. Many were arrested and some shot by firing squads When the war was over my father became part of an educational AMG group to take all the Fascist text books and re write them for the future Italian educational system He stayed at the Nord Roma for akmost 6 months after the war. When he got back to the Bronx in early 46' something called the UN United Nations was forming in NY. Although he got his teaching position back he joined the UN and served there for over 40 years. Then after a stay in Cuba for 6 months he became an administrator and 2nd in command for the UNEF United Nations emergency force. They opened up an air force base in Pisa, Italy and he was assigned to the US Army . It's were I grew up at Camp Darby. And when we visited Rome we always stayed at the Nord Roma hotel and the owner loved my father. anyway its fathers day coming up . So a big shout out to all your fathers. I was so lucky to have him who steered me into education and administration. I touch his Manhattan College ring and NY Yankee baseball cap everyday. Happy fathers day to all
@Box and one
Amazing story, brother. I always enjoy your coaching stories but this is special. And I love the Studs reference.
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@Box and one
Amazing story, brother. I always enjoy your coaching stories but this is special. And I love the Studs reference.
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Great story, thanks for sharing!! My father was in Italy too, later as he was too young for D-Day. He never really talked about it until he was nearing his death at age 92.
Saw some gruesome horrible things.
Great story, thanks for sharing!! My father was in Italy too, later as he was too young for D-Day. He never really talked about it until he was nearing his death at age 92.
Saw some gruesome horrible things.
@UNIMAN
A very small % of soldiers actually participate in combat & your word "gruesome" is apropos. IMO as soldiers age & having seen the horror of war, some will speak of it in hope that sensible people will do everything possible to avoid war.
@Box and one
Your stories of the "Greatest Generation" give off a sense of the warmth in the relationship you had with your Dad that still lives today with your stroking of his Yankee cap. That must give off a tremendous vibe inside of you. I also grew up in the Bronx & know of Manhattan College very well. Late in life, my Mom & Dad moved to Riverdale about 10 blocks from the college. We would joke "why is Manhattan College located in the Bronx & not Manhattan." We never did figure it out.
I don't know if your Dad ever shared this story about the military but I believe it comes from WW1. As the story goes, a young Sargent asked his veteran Lieutenant "Sir, under these conditions how would you go about building a bridge for us to get on the other side of the river?" The Lieutenant replied "I'd say, Sargent build me a bridge."
Gotta love our vets!
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@UNIMAN
A very small % of soldiers actually participate in combat & your word "gruesome" is apropos. IMO as soldiers age & having seen the horror of war, some will speak of it in hope that sensible people will do everything possible to avoid war.
@Box and one
Your stories of the "Greatest Generation" give off a sense of the warmth in the relationship you had with your Dad that still lives today with your stroking of his Yankee cap. That must give off a tremendous vibe inside of you. I also grew up in the Bronx & know of Manhattan College very well. Late in life, my Mom & Dad moved to Riverdale about 10 blocks from the college. We would joke "why is Manhattan College located in the Bronx & not Manhattan." We never did figure it out.
I don't know if your Dad ever shared this story about the military but I believe it comes from WW1. As the story goes, a young Sargent asked his veteran Lieutenant "Sir, under these conditions how would you go about building a bridge for us to get on the other side of the river?" The Lieutenant replied "I'd say, Sargent build me a bridge."
Gotta love our vets!
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long and boring sorry but happy fathers day to everyone
Hey buddy...NEVER boring lol...and way too short!!!
Like all the other guys have said...a great story...thank you for telling us about your dad. Terrific that you touch his Manhattan College ring and Yankee cap every day...that's beautiful.
God bless your dad and his family...and you and yours!!!
From a former (but always) Bronx Boy and a Fellow Jasper...Happy Father's Day!!!
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long and boring sorry but happy fathers day to everyone
Hey buddy...NEVER boring lol...and way too short!!!
Like all the other guys have said...a great story...thank you for telling us about your dad. Terrific that you touch his Manhattan College ring and Yankee cap every day...that's beautiful.
God bless your dad and his family...and you and yours!!!
From a former (but always) Bronx Boy and a Fellow Jasper...Happy Father's Day!!!
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Hey UNIMAN,
God bless your dad as well for his service...and his family, and you and yours...and Happy Father's Day!!!
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PS - And a Happy Father's Day to all of us here as well ![]()
Hey UNIMAN,
God bless your dad as well for his service...and his family, and you and yours...and Happy Father's Day!!!
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PS - And a Happy Father's Day to all of us here as well ![]()
thank you guys for the comments. My father wore that yankee cap his whole life. It was " wool" . When Burger King ran a promotion giving away Yankee hats to every 'double whopper" ordered we gave my father his new adjustable hat. He put his wool hat in the closet and wore his new cotton adjustable . I tried to suggest to him to not wear it fully down. But his hat was fully on his head with no crease . My kids would behind his back make fun of the way he wore it . Not sure if you can picture the way he wore it. Kinda like a 5 yr old wears and xL hat. I now look at 100's of pictures of him and my mom and he is wearing the NY Yankee hat in 3/4 of the pictures.
He graduated Manhattan College in 1936. Offered a full scholarship to Fordham and he lived across the street from the University. He graduated no 1 in his class at Teddy Roosevelt HS but Fordham gave away his scholarship to an Irish kid who was No 2 in his class. The Italian community known as " little Italy" Arthur ave and Belmont ave and Mt Carmal Church protested the Fordman snub . The Italians and Bishop Perricone of Mt Carmal and a few leaders of the neighborhood had a meeting with the President of Fordham a jesuit school and wanted to know why an Irish senior was offered a full scholarship over the No 1 student at Roosevelt The Italians felt it was a slap in the face. I'm sure there was some " wise guys" involved in that meeting .. About 2 days after the meeting Fordham offered my father the full scholarship. But his father was so stubborn Manhattan College had offered him a scholarship when they heard about Fordham with drawing their offer. So instead of crossing the street he took a bus everyday a few miles down the road to Riverdale in the Bronx . He became a die hard Jasper fan and hated the Fordham Rams . Everyone from Manhattan hates the Rams lol
When my father passed away at the age of 89 he has been subbing the day before his stroke . After being in the UN retired he wrote Albany NY and got his teaching certificate from 1936. He got his NJ certification to teach Italian . He taught[subbed} that day at Rivervale Oradell HS NJ and had a stroke that night. My mother wanted to bury him with his Manhattan College ring that he wore all thru WW2 but had to have my aunts to convince my mom to let me have it. Im glad we won the battle over my mom because like I said before everyday I touch it with both hats the woolen won and Burger King Yankee .happt fathers day to everyone
thank you guys for the comments. My father wore that yankee cap his whole life. It was " wool" . When Burger King ran a promotion giving away Yankee hats to every 'double whopper" ordered we gave my father his new adjustable hat. He put his wool hat in the closet and wore his new cotton adjustable . I tried to suggest to him to not wear it fully down. But his hat was fully on his head with no crease . My kids would behind his back make fun of the way he wore it . Not sure if you can picture the way he wore it. Kinda like a 5 yr old wears and xL hat. I now look at 100's of pictures of him and my mom and he is wearing the NY Yankee hat in 3/4 of the pictures.
He graduated Manhattan College in 1936. Offered a full scholarship to Fordham and he lived across the street from the University. He graduated no 1 in his class at Teddy Roosevelt HS but Fordham gave away his scholarship to an Irish kid who was No 2 in his class. The Italian community known as " little Italy" Arthur ave and Belmont ave and Mt Carmal Church protested the Fordman snub . The Italians and Bishop Perricone of Mt Carmal and a few leaders of the neighborhood had a meeting with the President of Fordham a jesuit school and wanted to know why an Irish senior was offered a full scholarship over the No 1 student at Roosevelt The Italians felt it was a slap in the face. I'm sure there was some " wise guys" involved in that meeting .. About 2 days after the meeting Fordham offered my father the full scholarship. But his father was so stubborn Manhattan College had offered him a scholarship when they heard about Fordham with drawing their offer. So instead of crossing the street he took a bus everyday a few miles down the road to Riverdale in the Bronx . He became a die hard Jasper fan and hated the Fordham Rams . Everyone from Manhattan hates the Rams lol
When my father passed away at the age of 89 he has been subbing the day before his stroke . After being in the UN retired he wrote Albany NY and got his teaching certificate from 1936. He got his NJ certification to teach Italian . He taught[subbed} that day at Rivervale Oradell HS NJ and had a stroke that night. My mother wanted to bury him with his Manhattan College ring that he wore all thru WW2 but had to have my aunts to convince my mom to let me have it. Im glad we won the battle over my mom because like I said before everyday I touch it with both hats the woolen won and Burger King Yankee .happt fathers day to everyone
@Box and one
That's a beautiful story!!! And you got that right...we Jaspers have no use for the Fordham rams ever!!!
"BRAVISSIMO" to your dad for having the guts to tell the Jesuits "uh...no thanks!" (and I'm American Irish...with a son who went to Jesuit Loyola Maryland lol).
Love "Little Italy" all my life, just don't get to go there so much now...me and my buddies loved Dominick's more than Mario's lol...but it's all good...how could it not be good!!! Wow...guess who confirmed me in the mid-60's...yep...Bishop Perricone!!! Used to take my mom to Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto every time she asked (my folks never owned a car).
Cheers, buddy ![]()
@Box and one
That's a beautiful story!!! And you got that right...we Jaspers have no use for the Fordham rams ever!!!
"BRAVISSIMO" to your dad for having the guts to tell the Jesuits "uh...no thanks!" (and I'm American Irish...with a son who went to Jesuit Loyola Maryland lol).
Love "Little Italy" all my life, just don't get to go there so much now...me and my buddies loved Dominick's more than Mario's lol...but it's all good...how could it not be good!!! Wow...guess who confirmed me in the mid-60's...yep...Bishop Perricone!!! Used to take my mom to Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto every time she asked (my folks never owned a car).
Cheers, buddy ![]()
A slice of pizza from Blue Moon & a soda can't be beat. Time for an Arthur Avenue story...
We came up from Florida & went to Arthur Avenue to buy thinly sliced veal cutlets that I was going use to make veal parmesan for my Mom. We enter the butcher's & it's a classic NY Italian butcher. One guy was sharpening knives, another getting a catering order ready & another dude shouting "Who's next!
So we place our order for a couple pounds of veal & my wife is staring at the carcasses hanging from the ceiling. I recognized one to be a rabbit but weren't sure of the other two. Minutes later a little older woman comes in & points to a rabbit hanging there & tells the guy "I want this one & this time don't forget to knock out its teeth." My wife was like "WHAT???" So she whispers to the guy cutting our veal why the woman told him to knock out the teeth & he says "she makes the best rabbit soup in the neighborhood & she doesn't want the rabbit's teeth in her soup." Evidently the last butcher forgot to do that..
Great memories of a great time in our lives.
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A slice of pizza from Blue Moon & a soda can't be beat. Time for an Arthur Avenue story...
We came up from Florida & went to Arthur Avenue to buy thinly sliced veal cutlets that I was going use to make veal parmesan for my Mom. We enter the butcher's & it's a classic NY Italian butcher. One guy was sharpening knives, another getting a catering order ready & another dude shouting "Who's next!
So we place our order for a couple pounds of veal & my wife is staring at the carcasses hanging from the ceiling. I recognized one to be a rabbit but weren't sure of the other two. Minutes later a little older woman comes in & points to a rabbit hanging there & tells the guy "I want this one & this time don't forget to knock out its teeth." My wife was like "WHAT???" So she whispers to the guy cutting our veal why the woman told him to knock out the teeth & he says "she makes the best rabbit soup in the neighborhood & she doesn't want the rabbit's teeth in her soup." Evidently the last butcher forgot to do that..
Great memories of a great time in our lives.
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lol Little Italy in the Bronx on 187th and Arthur Ave is a different world My uncle owned the Catholic Good center directly across form the MT Carmal church. He owned the building and was partners with Mario Borgatti who made the best pasta in NYC . I always remember the butcher stores hanging rabbits and goats in there front window with blood still dripping think they still do it today. I lived on 187th a block away from the Bronx zoo entrance off southern blvd.. Born at Fordham hospital . We used to buy Italian ices and walk across southern Blvd and thru the fence feed African deer licking our ices. And then we would eat some of those ices after these gazelles licked omg It was a different way of growing up . My cousin was a good friend of Dion DiMucci and he formed a band years later called Dion and the Belmonts. They had a number of No 1 hits. Jake lamotta the middle weight champion also came from our neighborhood and my father hated him. Everyone knew he beat his wife up and was not popular with the Italian community in the neighborhood. My 1st basketball game was at Rose Hill gym on Fordhams campus . Manhattan vs Fordham . Larry Lembo was the Jaspers star I was 12 or 13 . Then when we moved to Westchester after we came back to the US from Italy. My father wanted me to go to Manhattan college and live with my aunt on 252th street in Riverdale .. OMG no way off to North Texas State .. Midnight and DB thanks for sharing some memories .. retired here in Austin Texas but miss White castle hambugers and egg creams. happy fathers day and everybody be safe and careful
lol Little Italy in the Bronx on 187th and Arthur Ave is a different world My uncle owned the Catholic Good center directly across form the MT Carmal church. He owned the building and was partners with Mario Borgatti who made the best pasta in NYC . I always remember the butcher stores hanging rabbits and goats in there front window with blood still dripping think they still do it today. I lived on 187th a block away from the Bronx zoo entrance off southern blvd.. Born at Fordham hospital . We used to buy Italian ices and walk across southern Blvd and thru the fence feed African deer licking our ices. And then we would eat some of those ices after these gazelles licked omg It was a different way of growing up . My cousin was a good friend of Dion DiMucci and he formed a band years later called Dion and the Belmonts. They had a number of No 1 hits. Jake lamotta the middle weight champion also came from our neighborhood and my father hated him. Everyone knew he beat his wife up and was not popular with the Italian community in the neighborhood. My 1st basketball game was at Rose Hill gym on Fordhams campus . Manhattan vs Fordham . Larry Lembo was the Jaspers star I was 12 or 13 . Then when we moved to Westchester after we came back to the US from Italy. My father wanted me to go to Manhattan college and live with my aunt on 252th street in Riverdale .. OMG no way off to North Texas State .. Midnight and DB thanks for sharing some memories .. retired here in Austin Texas but miss White castle hambugers and egg creams. happy fathers day and everybody be safe and careful
@Midnight1
Beautiful...LMAO, Midnight...a great story!!! I remember one small butcher shop (narrow store front but went all the way back) with everything you could want hanging from the ceiling, and the great smells of the meats and cheeses!!!
Thanks for the memories, buddy!!!
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@Midnight1
Beautiful...LMAO, Midnight...a great story!!! I remember one small butcher shop (narrow store front but went all the way back) with everything you could want hanging from the ceiling, and the great smells of the meats and cheeses!!!
Thanks for the memories, buddy!!!
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@Box and one
Hey buddy...THANK YOU for getting us going here lol. Great memories for sure...yep, Belmont Avenue! When I would look at the sign I'd imagine the guys hanging out on the street corner singing. Oh yeah...White Castle burgers, those steamed little square patties with the holes in 'em. Many a late night on the weekends we ended up at one of several White Castles...mostly the one on the service road along the Bruckner Expwy below White Plains Rd lol.
Cheers...all the best ![]()
@Box and one
Hey buddy...THANK YOU for getting us going here lol. Great memories for sure...yep, Belmont Avenue! When I would look at the sign I'd imagine the guys hanging out on the street corner singing. Oh yeah...White Castle burgers, those steamed little square patties with the holes in 'em. Many a late night on the weekends we ended up at one of several White Castles...mostly the one on the service road along the Bruckner Expwy below White Plains Rd lol.
Cheers...all the best ![]()
I remember the one on White Plains road and Boston Post road but our White castles was the one on Fordham road next to Teddy Roosevelt HS . Across the street was Fordham Univ on Fordham rd. I remember a few blocks up on Fordham Road was a Sears by the L train. When they put an escalator in Sears we rode the escalator up and down all day " moving steps" Today my kids would laugh at that. It was such a different way to grow up. I also remember Alexanders on the Grand Concourse and Fordham road. Alexanders was a big store and they had bins of shoes ,. My mother would try to pick my size and then the draws under the bin that had extra shoes. I would try them on and they had the shoes tied together with a silver clip attached My mother would put them on me and try to walk in the aisle. You couldn't walk because their was only half a foot of space. my mother would ask " do they fit " as I stumbled in the aisle . Crazy memories .. the Loews Paradise movie theater was near Alexanders. We had balconies and the ceiling had 1,000 of stars. Think today they made it into 4 theaters. Poe park was near there. We had Botanical Gardens and the Bronx zoo a block from our apartment And Fordham Univ still plays in Rose Hill there gym with balconies . What an historic gym .. anyway sorry about the boring topic but you guys just jolted some of those innocent memories
I remember the one on White Plains road and Boston Post road but our White castles was the one on Fordham road next to Teddy Roosevelt HS . Across the street was Fordham Univ on Fordham rd. I remember a few blocks up on Fordham Road was a Sears by the L train. When they put an escalator in Sears we rode the escalator up and down all day " moving steps" Today my kids would laugh at that. It was such a different way to grow up. I also remember Alexanders on the Grand Concourse and Fordham road. Alexanders was a big store and they had bins of shoes ,. My mother would try to pick my size and then the draws under the bin that had extra shoes. I would try them on and they had the shoes tied together with a silver clip attached My mother would put them on me and try to walk in the aisle. You couldn't walk because their was only half a foot of space. my mother would ask " do they fit " as I stumbled in the aisle . Crazy memories .. the Loews Paradise movie theater was near Alexanders. We had balconies and the ceiling had 1,000 of stars. Think today they made it into 4 theaters. Poe park was near there. We had Botanical Gardens and the Bronx zoo a block from our apartment And Fordham Univ still plays in Rose Hill there gym with balconies . What an historic gym .. anyway sorry about the boring topic but you guys just jolted some of those innocent memories
Hey Box and one,
Oh yeah for sure...I have all the same great memories. Went to Alexander's about every month or two lol. Used to take the bus from Westchester Square with my mom when I was younger all the way over Williamsbridge Rd and then connect with a bus going to Fordham Rd past the Zoo and the Botanical Gardens...yep...and past Little Italy 187th St before I ever knew about that great area!!! Same kind of mom as yours...try on this, try on that lol.
When I was older and driving I used to take my dad to Sears on a Saturday and he'd spend an hour or two looking at all the tools and outdoor stuff lol...he loved to do that.
The Paradise was great you're right, until they split it up...amazing theatre and architecture!!! Thanks again for reminding me of all the great memories I had with my brother and our friends!!
Cheers ![]()
Hey Box and one,
Oh yeah for sure...I have all the same great memories. Went to Alexander's about every month or two lol. Used to take the bus from Westchester Square with my mom when I was younger all the way over Williamsbridge Rd and then connect with a bus going to Fordham Rd past the Zoo and the Botanical Gardens...yep...and past Little Italy 187th St before I ever knew about that great area!!! Same kind of mom as yours...try on this, try on that lol.
When I was older and driving I used to take my dad to Sears on a Saturday and he'd spend an hour or two looking at all the tools and outdoor stuff lol...he loved to do that.
The Paradise was great you're right, until they split it up...amazing theatre and architecture!!! Thanks again for reminding me of all the great memories I had with my brother and our friends!!
Cheers ![]()
dabears your welcome I just turned 71 yesterday and my 4 kids and 7 grandchildren don't know any of these memories. Loews Paradise was amazing. We would take that spiral staircase up to the balcony and look at the ceiling of stars shinning. I also remember those hot dogs at the concession in a separate glass container moving in circles cooking them or heating them up. Not sure if I ever ate one though. you take care
dabears your welcome I just turned 71 yesterday and my 4 kids and 7 grandchildren don't know any of these memories. Loews Paradise was amazing. We would take that spiral staircase up to the balcony and look at the ceiling of stars shinning. I also remember those hot dogs at the concession in a separate glass container moving in circles cooking them or heating them up. Not sure if I ever ate one though. you take care
@Box and one
Hey buddy...I'monly a couple years behind you lol...and 3 and 3 is my split right now.
You too, take care !!!
@joe pockets
Hey buddy...I've read it a few times now...lol...Box has amazing stories about his Dad and their lives for sure!
Cheers ![]()
@Box and one
Hey buddy...I'monly a couple years behind you lol...and 3 and 3 is my split right now.
You too, take care !!!
@joe pockets
Hey buddy...I've read it a few times now...lol...Box has amazing stories about his Dad and their lives for sure!
Cheers ![]()
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