tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11850330.post115081721690064205..comments2023-08-03T04:54:54.068-04:00Comments on Abacaxi Mamão: First day of summer!Abacaxi Mamaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06604184268628243496noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11850330.post-1152400027594393042006-07-08T19:07:00.000-04:002006-07-08T19:07:00.000-04:00Now that my computer is, at least for now, working...Now that my computer is, at least for now, working again, I'll post a comment here. I didn't spend summers in the same place when I was growing up for as many years as you did when you were growing up. But my main summer memories come from Putnam Acres, a bungalow colony in Putnam County, NY, where we rented a house during the summers when I was 7, 8, 9, and 10, in 1957-1960.<BR/>Picking blackberries, in August, is also one of my fondest memories. They grew in a big empty field nearby which has long since been subdivided. We also picked blueberries in July, which grew on bushes in the same field, and strawberries in June, which grew on our front lawn. The blueberries and strawberries were much smaller than the ones they sell in supermarkets, but were very sweet. There were also bushes with black-colored berries that looked very much like blueberries, but were called "bear berries" and were supposed to be poisonous. I wouldn't have dared to taste one. Years later, I read that there is a variety of blueberry that is black in color, and isn't poisonous at all--I don't know if this is true.<BR/>In September, we sometimes drove up up to Putnam Acres for the weekend, even after school started, and then we would pick grapes that grew in what I guess was an abandoned vinyard in back of our house. The grapes were dark purple, and extremely sour, but my mother used to make jam out of them. She also sometimes made blackberry jam, I think, but mostly we just ate the blackberries raw.<BR/>I went to day camp at Three Arrows, another bungalow colony right next to Putnam Acres. But in Three Arrows, people owned their houses, and it is still there. It is mentioned in a chapter by Daniel Bell, on page 69 of Howard Simons' book "Jewish Times: Voices of the American Jewish Experience" (Houghton-Mifflin, 1988). I also didn't particularly like the forced athletics, in this case softball, and I spent plenty of time daydreaming far in right field, hoping the ball wouldn't come anywhere close to me. I loved the hikes, though, and I learned to swim there, in Barger Pond. I also learned to row a boat on Barger Pond.<BR/>We had sleepouts on top of the hill of Three Arrows, near the water tower. We would roast hot dogs and marshmallows over the fire, and sit around, as the embers burned down, singing songs like "If I Had a Hammer," "I've Been Working on the Railroad," "Down by the Riverside," and "Michael, Row Your Boat Ashore." I remember my counselor, Richie Stolper, telling us that if you tried to put more than 34 feet of water in the water tower, it would just fall down, leaving a vacuum on top. I had never heard that before, and thought it was really amazing. Richie also made a scale model of Three Arrows, using a topological map, dowels cut to different lengths, a screen mesh shaped so it fit on top of the dowels, plaster of paris applied to the top of the mesh, green paint, bits of sponge for trees, and toy houses. (Richie, I heard later, became blind from diabetes, then became a successful junior high school teacher, and died only a few years ago when he was 60.)<BR/>Three Arrows was started by socialists, and, as I have told you before, Norman Thomas, for many decades the head of the US Socialist Party, used to come there every summer and speak to everyone in the big social hall.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11850330.post-1151676058623172622006-06-30T10:00:00.000-04:002006-06-30T10:00:00.000-04:00But what about egg creams from Leon's?But what about egg creams from Leon's?refugee from reasonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13764323487070601177noreply@blogger.com