from me to Andy Edelstein:
I read your piece, "The Long Island I Miss," and it brought back so many wonderful memories. This says it all: "OK, so nostalgia can be a particularly insidious affliction of the middle-aged..." What is it about some of those memories that so sticks with us and fills us with such a longing to "time travel?" What I would give to see a good movie at the old Argo, or to be able to dig into a good meal at China Sky or Herman's deli. So much really does come flooding back...
Thanks for the kind note. It's amazing that I'm still getting emails about this article, which I originally wrote for Newsday in 1998, but has remained eternal on the Internet. Judging by your references, you must have grown up in the Franklin Square area, as I did.
from me to Andy:
I grew up in Valley Stream. I remember coming home after a day at Capri and while my mother prepared "supper," I watched Annette Funicello in "Spin and Marty." I remember summer days reading "Little Lulu" on a backyard hammock. I can still taste that Good Humor chocolate pop. I found your article by Googling around about LI nostalgia at 1 AM.
Thanks for getting back to me, Marjorie... Here's another weird coincidence: I worked at Capri Beach Club as a counselor (summer 1969) and hung around there in the summer of '70...
And this just in from the documentary filmmaker Alan Berliner:
and speaking of hot summers...
i too went to capri beach club in atlantic beach as a child, though we also went to silver point beach club (when i got a little older), which was closer to my home in far rockaway.
Alan! Just a head's up! You so would be banned from TWoP! You do not use your shift key!