Tell me again Sam, aboiut the green trolleys (they were the FDR cars) that ran on Coney Island ave.
Tell me about Babbo the foaming cleaner that "sends your dirt (?) right down the drain....bubba bub bub.
Tell me about ST37 or iodine for your cuts..
Tell me about when a picture of a woman in a bra was laviciously naughty.
Tell me about the horse path that ran down Ocean parkway from Prospect Paek to Coney Island.
Tell me about Steeple Chase and the Cyclone
Tell me about the ice skating rink where the Rangers practiced on Bedford and Eastern Pkwy.
Tell me when the harbor was loaded with ships and truck lines strectched on Hamilton ave.
Tell me when a subway ride was ten cents and they were so safe that as an eight year old I delivered flowers throghout the city.
Tell me when you could sneak into a Sat matinee, see two filems and the continuing saga of Flash Gordon.
When the Dodgers played and you couild stand outside and Jackie would pull up in a fish tailed caddy, slide over so his wife was dribing and talke with you as he worked his way through the bunch of kids to the Happy Felton Knot hole gang...working right next to the Old /Gold sign.
Tell me of a day when /America was good and had saved the world from Hitler and Tojo and Viet Nam was an obscure place on the other side of the world.
You've got one helluva a memory for a 21 year old.