Those Were The Days
Thanks to Jim Marguardt for his commentary ‘It’s My Turn’ on Rockaway Beach of yesteryear.
The article captured the spirit of the Irish Riviera from Beach 94 Street to Beach 108 Street with its bungalows, rooming houses, Playland and mindless taverns. I remember St. Camillus’ bazaars and attending dances at the First Congressional and going to Novenas in town. I loved St. Camillus’ Church in honor of St. Ann and the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary.
While the younger people danced to the music in the taverns (remember B.I.C. – Bronx Irish Catholics dancing the Savoy) our parents’ generation walked along to 103rd Street standing outside the windows, listening to Ruthie Morissey, Mickey Canton and other Irish entertainers,.
Yes these were simpler times but lovingly remembered. Many happily married couples had their first encounters in O’Gara’s, The Irish Circle, The Last Stop Inn, and the list could go on.
Thanks Jim for reminding us of ‘The Happy Times’ in Rockaway. The sand is still in our shoes.
JIM AND MARY KELLY