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"I was wandering around the site and found the all memories, the 38 Hurricane is special to me, my best friend was born that day, her dad almost had a tree land on his car driving her mom to the hospital! (Lying In). I was born sometime in Aug of that year, my birthday is celebrated on Aug 7th, but since I was a "foundling" (latterly found on the front seat of a truck in Providence) in October I read the article and have copy of it. I don't remember seeing Narraganset Race Track, I learned to drive in their parking lot! I read the list to my husband and he said you forgot duck pin bowling lanes, The Big Bear & American Super Market. Hoyle Square, Herman's Furniture (you could buy furniture and they came around and collected from you once a month), Eagles Hall, Carol's Bakery. Danny said you must be young if you don't remember those places. How about the great John O Pastore. I thought of another one When the Shipyard was a shipyard, not a bowling establishment. Let me see did you mention Coro's Jewelry. Or Ray Patriaca was in charge of "da hill" We often wonder what he would think if he went there now! Love your site and getting new stuff every time I look at it. What a gift to us "oldies but goodies!"
Thanks for this site."

Barbara & Danny nanapoppopw@yahoo.com

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"Does anyone remember the cho cho cups that were made with mocha ice cream in a cup? You got a popsicle stick and put in through the slot, twirled the ice cream around and then you pulled it out and licked until it was gone. I never forgot that taste.Also, I remember when the waffle man came down our street in a cart; he stopped, made these wonderful waffles and just put powdered sugar on them. To this day, I cannot make a waffle taste this great. I’ve been living in California for the past 35 years, but I’ve never forgotten the great food of R.I. and try to prepare things like R.I. chowder, clam cakes, spinach pies and pizza. I think it’s in the water back there ‘cause it just doesn’t taste the same."

Dee Dee Ricci riccidee@att.net

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"I love what you have done. I am in living in Florida and miss RI big time. Remember when the fruit and vegetable trucks came down the street selling their wares, not to mention the bakery truck that came to you with all that great stuff. Thanks for the memories and keep the pictures coming. I really do miss those doughboys LOL Thanks!"

Lorraine "Laurie" Moore-Simpson didjeat@comcast.net "didja eat suppa yet? that's my email LOL"

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Love the site. I was running across some pics the other day and thought these might be of some interest to you. These two are of my grandfather's showroom in Pawtucket from 1950. The dealership was located on that trapezoidal block on the south side of Main St., between Pine St. and Hill St. In the Northeast corner of that building was also located his Radio Station WFCI (that call sign is now used by Franklin College in Indiana). I also have a picture from what looks like the 30s with vases of flowers in front of every vehicle. I'll see if I can dig that up for you. There was also a pic that showed a beach scene with manikin beach babes frolicking in the truck loads of beach sand, no doubt toted up there from Bonnet Shores.

Frank Long pisces@coastside.net (click on photos for a larger view)

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"Yesterday I went for a walk at Slater Park in Pawtucket which brought back a lot of childhood memories. One of which was how when it snowed my father would load his 1950 panel truck up with all the kids in the neighborhood, with their sleds, and take us sledding up to Countryside Golf Course. The place would be packed with kids from all over and everyone got along and had a great time. One thing we would do is form a train. In the days before plastic sleds you could get on your sled and hook your feet in to the sled in back of you. we'd get like ten sleds hooked up and go down the hill. Some times we'd make it all the way to the bottom but other times we'd hit a bump and our feet would come unhooked and every we'd go in all direction which was probably more fun than getting all the way to the bottom.
Other memories came back to like fishing in the Ten Mile River, down by the rail road trestle in back of the Narragansett Race Track and the time we all brought something like a coin and put it in a glass jar and buried it in the sand bank. I'll have to take a walk some day to see if the sand bank is still there. It's all grown over now. I remember my father telling me how he used to trap Muskrats back there along the river. As I was walking along the bike path over by the Carousal I could almost see my friends and I riding our bike over the little stone bridge and pulling up on the handle bars to make the front wheel come off the ground. COOL!! I guess things were different back then. Kids were allowed to go out and play with out fear of being harmed. They were free to create their own fun and every one got along pretty well with out parent supervision. I think our children are missing out on the best part of life, which is just being a kid having fun.
Here's a name that should bring back memories even though it was in North Attleboro, Mass. Jolly Chollys, a place that the movie American Graffiti could have been made about. The parking lot was full every night of the week with hot rods and muscle cars from every where. Don't tell anyone but that was when Route 95 was being built and some of the guys would go up and race on part of the high way that was finished but wasn't open yet.
I can remember my friends and I cruising up there on Route1 from Pawtucket in my mom's 1950 pink and white Chevy almost every night of the week. OH YA, gas was 19 cents a gallon and we could cruise all night on a buck and 50cents for a quart of oil. If my mom ever knew what we put that poor car through I'd of been grounded for life and then some but e had fun and never really got in to trouble."

Bob Davis papa_d54@yahoo.com

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"OLD CENTERDALE SCHOOL, SMITH ST, NORTH PROVIDENCE, RI
I went there in 1958 and 1959. Then....I went to this new school, which opened around 1962 (Angel Ave) . I attended the old Centerdale school Across from E.A. Brayton, but it burned to the ground in December of 1959. The fire was one of the biggest in the history of the the town. The building was 110 years old, having been built in 1849. We went to EA Brayton for a few years till this school was built and completed. We spent the next week or 2 sifting through burned and water damaged books to see what we could salvage! I will also never forget the sickening smell of the damaged books, chairs and desks, many we had to use and sit on! We had to go to DOUBLE SESSIONS ( 7-11:30AM AND NOON TO 4:30PM! The 1st graders had no room, so they went to the CELLAR of the CENTERDALE FIRE STATION. I then remember walking over to the new one on Angel Ave, in the spring of 1962. I was there on the 1st day! The school, looked, felt and smelled band new. We took dancing lessons every week in the GYM, which was hosted by a dance instructor. We had brand new basketball courts and a giant football field in back. My teachers were Mrs. Murphy, Miss Skeffington and Miss McCowen. Unfortunately we had to leave this school for grades 7-8 and go back to E.A. Brayton, which at the time, was still heating with coal fired furnace!"

Rich Roberti PyramidDJ1@aol.com

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"Blue Mirror Grille, Prairie Ave Providence. Original location next door to the Pool hall and clothes cleaners. A fire closed that location. They moved across the street next to the Corner Drug Store at Blackstone and Prairie Ave. People came from other areas of the city on Fridays for their Irish style fish-n-chips and their full service soda fountain malt cabinets, lemon slush and banana splits. The buttered toasted hot dog buns was the favorite of that area of town even though they did have the usual NY System Weenies grilled in the window. From 6am until 6pm the grille was dominated y adults. After 6 the teenagers came to play and listen to music on the 5cents 25 plays for $1.00 juke box, snack out and dance. The owners rule was don't block the entrance or hang out at the counters stools, and feed the juke box. Every one loved the owners, Bill and Henry O Leary. senior citizens could eat on credit. Families down on their luck could feed their children getting a free meal or a meals on credit. By the way from 1899 until 1969 this was reported as the most culturally diverse area of the east coast, nothing like the years to follow."

John Isom, USAF CCMSGT, retired ikeisom@att.net

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