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Comment on How to Play Mumbly Peg by Fashionistas in Our Own Right | Those (Expletive) Amos Boys

Fashionistas in Our Own Right | Those (Expletive) Amos Boys — Sat, 07 Apr 2012 03:22:09 +0000

[...] “In grade school we had leather shoes with a pocket on the side of the shoe that snapped shut,” says Bruce. “The pocket was for our jack knives. We took knives to school to play Mumbly Peg.” [...]

Comment on Memories of Clay Mountain by diane morabito

diane morabito — Sat, 17 Mar 2012 12:46:32 +0000

Wow clay mountain, what a memory, I will never forget living in Highland park, and hanging at clay mountain. We went there every day. Such a great memory!! Seems like yesterday.

Comment on Memories of Clay Mountain by Scott

Scott — Mon, 27 Feb 2012 07:27:09 +0000

The older guys used to drive their old cars down there and dumped them there after beating the heck out of them. We used to dig tunnels all throughout clay mountain. Amazing that nobody got buried alive there. The old “huts” that the older guys would build there complete with battery powered electric. LOL, of course us younger kids were not allowed there! Yes, fond memories of that place!

Scott Woods

Comment on Memories of Clay Mountain by Tom O'Leary

Tom O'Leary — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 21:38:54 +0000

Of course, we used to walk through those woods to go fishing at the pump house, right?

Comment on Memories of Clay Mountain by Tom O'Leary

Tom O'Leary — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 21:24:28 +0000

Great to see some of the old gang around here. How fortunate were we to grow up in those parts? Mom sold our house on Lockwood Drive after Dad passed away in 2001 and moved up to Rhinebeck with Bette and her family a few years ago. So strange not to have that homestead any longer. It makes these memories so bittersweet for me.

Tom O’

Comment on Memories of Clay Mountain by jim chichitano

jim chichitano — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 21:02:41 +0000

funny, just came from there, walk the dog through now and again. always something to do all seasons, all the time, great memories, and every once in a while a fire would happen, the pit, the pond, saucer run, where the big kids went sleddin’ the field. it all happend right here, hp.nice job tom….jim chick.

Comment on Memories of Clay Mountain by Dale Woods

Dale Woods — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 17:38:15 +0000

Once again! A terrific piece. Have brought this to the attention of my brothers; Glenn, Scott and Steven and a few neighbors such as: Diane Morabito, Bernadette Olsen, Jim Chicatano…

Comment on Memories of Clay Mountain by Dale

Dale — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 17:37:04 +0000

Thanks Tom and Steve for writing , I am heading towards 50 this June, but can remember my days as a youth at Clay Mountain, either biking, hiking , sledding or ice skating….we did it all. I remember Terence O’Driscoll , Jim Olsen and myself during Cub Scouts call ourselves, ‘The 3 Kings of the Moss’! This is when we walked the trails down along Lockwood Drive near the big rock and overlooking the narrow part of Annsville creek.
Best to you Tom and the O’Leary family from the Woods Boys.

Comment on Memories of Clay Mountain by Steven Woods

Steven Woods — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 17:28:35 +0000

Tom,

Well written piece about Clay Mountain!

Yes, it was a special place for children and young and adolescents to be free both in mind and body out in the open space. I can still remember the summer days walking to Devils Island to catch yellow perch and the many sunny’s. Clay Mountain was my sanctuary and shaped many of us who lived in Highland Park. In some respects I view that Mountain as an old friend that will never let me down.

Steve Woods

Comment on Board Games We Played in the 1970s by Ed

Ed — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 02:43:10 +0000

Do you remember a board game where the “players” were ice cubes with feet. You moved the cubes from one place to another, dropping them in water or pouring salt on them. The winner was the one who made it all the way to the end without melting.