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Judy Cherny Albaum (6/62) shares comments in response to items in past issues of the “WHS Note.”
To Elaine Hersh Krusch (6/50) re: side streets between Chancellor and Lyons, we lived on Keer Avenue from when I was 8, corner intersection was Leslie Street. I also walked home for lunch. Schley Street was familiar to me because an aunt lived there. away was Fabyan Place where there was a swim club; think that was a dead end. Going back towards the school, I am drawing a blank.
Also, someone from the class of the 50s mentioned proms as being boring then. I was invited by someone I did not know because he did not have a date. Someone suggested to him that he invite me. My date I believe has passed, David Blumenthal or Blumenfeld; the latter, I think. On the way home, three couples or two (not certain) our car was slammed by a truck (think Daily News, not sure) and spun around. So, boring it was not. No one was hurt seriously as I remember. Only I had shards of glass inside my prom dress that entered, of course, via breast area.
I also attended Young Israel Hebrew School twice a week and on Sundays. I was one of only five who continued onto Hebrew High School. I walked to YI and back home, which, in winter, was in the evening and PITCH BLACK. Imagine letting a 13-year-old (and younger) walk alone anywhere today. I would stop and get a candy bar on the way one block from YI. Street address gone from my memory. I think prior to graduation we were perhaps 12. Then five continued on and I used it as excuse to finally get my mother to allow me to cease piano lessons.
Two of my father’s four sisters and my mother taught in Newark, as did a cousin. My mother’s brother was a Newark school vice-principal. I did Kindergarten and first grade at Maple Avenue School. Then, my mother took a job at Chancellor and made me walk there from Goldsmith Avenue (in the section that was Maple Avenue) until we moved to Keer Avenue. First few years played with neighbors Paula Fisher and Merle Kurzrock (very smart gal). Linda Small lived on Leslie and a girl named Fran whose last name I do not recall. Judy
Responding to W-responders:
Michael Botnick (68)
In response to Alan Ginter (64/65), I have this vague memory of being in that production of music from “Oklahoma” at Fabyan. I remember doing a square dance and singing in the chorus. I was good friends with the Activity Director’s son, Jay (?). I still have the little musical note gold pin somewhere that was given out after the performance. I would have been 10 years old at the time. Michael
Gorge Rubin (6/59)
To Ronnie Reggie Weinstock (59), I remember your mom Tillie and the sandwich shop on Elmora Avenue in Elizabeth. I was managing my dad's drugstore on the corner of Elmora and Jersey Avenues and used to send out for lunch at your place across the street. When N.J. opened their first state lottery, you came over and gifted me with a lottery ticket. I never told you that the ticket was two numbers away from winning the jackpot. I missed out being a more generous tipper. George
Fred Goldman (6/62)
For Chet Cohen (6/59), the name of the billiards place in Hillside was Fun Fair where they had pool tables, slot cars, bowling and, of course, a lounge. Not sure about this one, I think they had pool tables was the boys club on Hawthorn Avenue. I knew all these places but I never really liked pool. Most of my close friends did, so I went along.
I think at the time a new pool hall also opened up in Elizabeth on St Georges Avenue.
So, just to top off another story, the father of the girl I married had a store on Springfield Avenue in Newark, of all things, Newark Pool Table where he sold and fixed pool tables. When I bought my house, he gave us a bumper pool table for the basement. That game was much more fun than playing pool.
For all the talk about Krugman's Drug Store, I’m sort of amazed that no one brought up the sad related story of that corner which I'm sure most of us remember. Right in front of the drug store a very young boy around eight years old got hit by a car and died. So, all
our memories can't be happy, but some we just can't forget! Fred
Bob Steinberg (66)
To Elaine Sheitelman Furman (6/56), the name of the game of throwing the ball against the steps was called “Stoop Ball.” My younger brother Mark and I used the same scoring system; no wonder, since we were your neighbors (living on the 2nd floor above Nelson and Fern Chester). Since I am a bit younger than you, think of us “as the noisy children next door.” Bob
Jacqueline Kaufer Klein (66)
Thank you to Sandy Markowitz (6/63), Michael Kessler (1/60) and Warren Sommer (6/58) for putting a name to the cobbler at the shoe store Bergen Street. I can picture Mr. Zupko exactly. And I remember the big Cat's Paw sign in the window; the logo of a black cat was kind of scary. The store smelled like shoe polish. I still remember his striped apron Mr. Zupko wore just like it was yesterday! Jacqueline
Irwin “Ussy Steinlight (1/63)
In response to Maxine Feinblatt Kaplowitz (65), who lived at 167 Lehigh Avenue, my family lived at 214 Lehigh. I remember a few other families also lived on Lehigh. Ussy
Maxine Feinblatt Kaplowitz (65)
Yes, the Steinlight brothers lived up the street from us. Mark Scher (6/63) was also up the street and Norman Strell (6/63) lived next door to us. It would be great to talk to some of these guys. Maxine
Judi Wodnick Chait (62)
To Elaine Sheitelman Furman (6/56) we used to call the game with a ball against the stoop plain old “stoop ball.” We also had great steps for playing on Patten Place, a one- way street between Wolcott Terrace and Goodwin Avenue near Hawthorne Avenue. Judi
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