Flashes of a Duquesne Yesterday

TL

It has been awhile since I have posted on my blog, and I sure have missed doing so! I want to thank everyone who has been sending me news stories. I have really enjoyed them. One such story was sent to me by Lou Andriko. It was recently published in the McKeesport Daily News. Unfortunately, the article announced so sad news regarding someone I grew up listening to.

McKeesport Daily News by Patrick Cloonan
Published: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Longtime radio personality Terry Lee Trunzo has been stricken with lung cancer. Family members confirmed the diagnosis via Trunzo’s website, http://www.tlsoundco.com

“We have received many inquiries as to why Terry has not been doing live shows for the past couple of months,” his family posted. “We only ask for your thoughts and prayers during this difficult time. Thank you for respecting his privacy.”

Trunzo, known to generations of listeners as Terry Lee or TL, was a staple of WMCK and WIXZ music radio and a popular disc jockey at Mon-Yough dance venues in the 1960s and ‘70s.

TO READ ENTIRE ARTICLE – CLICK HERE

After reading about Terry Lee, I thought about a previous post from a few years ago that I felt would be appropriate to resurrect considering that it dealt with T.L., so I hope you enjoy reminiscing with me. Remember to keep TL in your thoughts and prayers in the meantime.

I have been listening to the T.L.Sound (http://www.tlsoundco.com/tlslivefeed.htm ) on my computer each evening ever since I discovered that Terry Lee was still broadcasting. The songs that he places immediately whisks me back in time to that part of my life that I enjoyed so much. I seem to always gravitate back to the songs that were oldies in my era during the summer.

As a teenager in Duquesne during the 60’s, we didn’t have the distractions or the temptations of today’s teens. In the summer, we spent many evening just sitting on a friend’s porch, hanging out with our friends and/or our “steady.” The typical sounds that we’d here would be of crickets, Terry Lee’s “Music for Young Lovers” on our AM transistor radio, and the sounds emanating from the mills. We didn’t need lights or candles. The soft glow from a nearby window, a streetlamp, or Duquesne’s nighttime orange tinted sky, would typically suffice.

We rarely had issues with being outside at night since the air was usually cooler outside than inside our homes. Air conditioners weren’t in many homes at that time, if any. Time proven oscillating fans and breezy days and nights were our best cooling conveniences. We would spend hours on the porch just listening to the radio, singing along, and talking incessantly. Based on which friend’s house was the evening’s destination, determined what we would have be drinks and munchies. If it were my house on Thomas Street, we’d probably have been to Hilltop Dairy, the Dairy Delight across from the Duquesne Annex Firehall on Pennsylvania Ave, or Algerie’s. Our favorite place to hang out was Nancy Staisey’s house at the corner of Commonwealth Ave. and Harden Ave. in Duquesne Place. If we happened to be hanging out there, we had a treasure trove of food choices. Without exception, the Dairy Queen was always the favorite choice. Of course, we always had the option of hopping over to Kennywood and picking up some goodies there as well. In addition to the customary night sounds that were all around Duquesne, evening’s at Nancy’s had the added bonus of Kennywood sounds as well.

I am convinced that each generation is charged with the responsibility to draw comparisons to successive generation. I distinctly recall rolling my eyes as my dad, aunts and uncles would find prattle on about “the good ol’ days” of outhouses, kickball and chopping wood. Seriously, what could be “good” about having to trudge outside to relieve yourself in what had to be a rather “ripe” smelling small wooden enclosure? Nonetheless, as the next generation, we all would sit patiently and listen to their rhetoric, year after year. Well, now it’s our turn!! Protocol entitles us the privilege of spouting off about OUR “good ol’ days!” I realize that there is probably a snowball’s chance in hell that anyone from the next generation is even reading this blog, and pontificating about the “good ol’ days” is like preaching to the choir. None the less, I feel compelled to make my points. In order to make my points however, I bowed to a convenience that we did not have in OUR good ‘ol day….the computer and the internet. I was fortunate to find a site that detailed some general “back then” recollections which served as a good start. I’ve gone on to “Hunkify and Duquesnize” them. I invite all of you to add to the list and continue to bring a smile to our faces and provide “eye rolling fodder” to the next generation. Here goes…..

If you grew up in Duquesne, do you remember:

  • Painting Plaster of Paris decorations or weaving a potholder at the playground?
  • Getting a Huckster Burger from Huckster’s Bar or a pizza from Irene’s was the ultimate treat?
  • When there were bake shops in your neighborhood that packed your baked goods in white cardboard boxes that were tied with string which your mom carefully untied and saved by wrapping it into a ball and putting it in the kitchen junk drawer?
  • When taking a vacation to Lake Erie was the equivalent of a trip around the world in our eyes?
  • The circus coming to town and their tents in Kennywood’s parking lot?
  • The distinctive sound that tires made on Duquesne’s brick roads especially in the winter when cars used chains on their tires?
  • Summer fairs at the Duquesne Annex Fire Dept..
  • The smell of roasting peanuts in the Avenue News – a.k.a. Elsie’s.
  • Being taken to Emerson or another school to get sugar cubes with polio vaccine on them?
  • Slow dancing to Scott English’s “High on a Hill? as you listened to “The TL Sound” on a warm summer evening.
  • Catching grasshoppers and having them “spit chewing tobacco” on your arm.
  • The beautiful white altar at Holy Name with the gold tabernacle?
  • Getting paid in cash that was in a small envelope from Duquesne City Bank
  • Getting a root beer in a frosted mug or a hot dog from the A&W across from the Claber’s Shopping Center on Rt. 30 in North Versailles.
  • Woodland Drive-In
  • Taking music lessons from Melody Music in the Mifflin Manor Shopping Center by North High School?
  • Paperboys knocking on the door, simply stating “Collecting,” and getting a small perforated piece of paper the size of a trading stamp as a receipt?
  • How clean the city smelled after a hard rain that washed away all of the mill grit?
  • First Friday breakfasts at Holy Name with glass bottles of milk or orange juice and maple rolls
  • Driving by the Vienna Baking Company on the way to Eastland when they were baking bread
  • Freddies Restaurant in Dravosburg

REMEMBER WHEN…….

  • It took five minutes for the TV warm up?
  • Nearly everyone’s Mom was at home when the kids got home from school?
  • Nobody owned a purebred dog?
  • When a quarter was a decent allowance?
  • You’d reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?
  • Your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces?
  • All your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done every day and wore high heels?
  • You got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, all for free, every time? And you didn’t pay for air?  And, you got trading stamps to boot?
  • Laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box?
  • It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents?
  • Teachers threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed. . …and they did?
  • No one ever asked where the car keys were because they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked?
  • Lying on your back in the grass with your friends and saying things like, “That cloud looks like a …”
  • Playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game?
  • Stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals because no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger?
  • When your mom and your aunts all wore girdles under their Sunday dresses and complained and tugged at them the whole time they had them on?
  • When being sent to the principal’s office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited the student at home? Basically we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn’t because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat!  But we survived because their love was greater than the threat.
  • Decisions were made by going “eeny-meeny-miney-moe”?
  • Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, “Do Over!”?
  • Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening?
  • It wasn’t odd to have two or three “Best Friends”?
  • The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was “cooties”?
  • Saturday morning cartoons weren’t 30-minute commercials for action figures?
  • “Olly-olly-oxen-free” made perfect sense?
  • Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?
  • The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team?
  • War was a card game?
  • Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?
  • Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin?
  • Nancy Drew, the Hardy Boys, Laurel and Hardy, Howdy Doody and the Peanut Gallery, The Lone Ranger, Paul Shannon, Popeye and Kinish, The Shadow, Roy and Dale, Trigger and Buttermilk.
  • Summers filled with bike rides, baseball games, visits to the pool, and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar.
  • Candy cigarettes and Pixie Stix
  • Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water inside
  • Red wax lips
  • Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles
  • Coffee shops with tableside jukeboxes
  • Mom  used to merely scream your name from the back stoop to get you to come in for lunch or dinner
  • Having to come in for the evening when the street lights came on.
  • Blackjack, Clove and Teaberry chewing gum
  • Newsreels before the movie
  • P.F. Fliers
  • Telephone numbers with a word prefix….(HObart 4-6015).
  • Howdy Doody and Clarabelle, and Captain Kangaroo and Mr. Green Jeans
  • 45 RPM records
  • Green Stamps
  • Hi-Fi’s
  • Wringer Washing Machines
  • Reel-To-Reel tape recorders
  • Tinkertoys, Erector Sets, and Lincoln Logs
  • 15 cent McDonald hamburgers
  • 5 cent packs of baseball cards and that awful pink slab of bubble gum
  • 35 cent a gallon gasoline
  • Jiffy Pop popcorn that always seemed to burn
  • Metal ice cubes trays with levers
  • Mimeograph paper
  • Roller-skate keys
  • Cork pop guns
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44 Responses to Flashes of a Duquesne Yesterday

  1. Bill Pilcher says:

    Hey Dave Claass of 60 although we had lot in common wonder if you remember? Bill william.pilcher@yahoo.com

  2. Alan Belancik says:

    Thanks to everyone who posts or responds. You are keeping our memories alive!

    First, I see comments from someone I went to grade school with (Kathy Dobransky), someone I knew from Duquesne Place, (Bob Chermonitz and Dave Bonga) and someone I went to high school with (Lou Andriko). Dave…did we play on the Dodgers in Little League? Green uniforms sponsored by Ziegler Lumber?? I also see Geno Sabolcik, too, from Duquesne Place.

    What I remember around this time of year was how difficult it was to fall asleep that last week of Summer when you knew school was starting soon. It was easy to sleep in the Summer despite the heat because school was far away. As it got closer, it was tougher to fall asleep since you thought about school… but we had no a/c then.

    Once school began in September (after Labor Day), the nervousness went away.

    I also remember the trio of stores we would frequent… Babick’s, Mary Balaban’s (both on Overland Ave.) and Palchack’s on the boulevard & commonwealth. I distinctly remember that a 12 oz. Pepsi was a big drink… and then the 16oz. Pepsi’s came out! Try going to McDonalds now and getting a 12 oz. drink!!! They won’t even use the word “small”. And KFC was Kentucky Fried Chicken because fried was not a bad word back then.

    I also remember how we would just “head to the playground” on Overland. If it was sports you wanted to play…depending on how many kids were there, you could end up playing baseball, basketball or flag or tackle football. If we played “tag” it must have been because we were playing on asphalt in street shoes. It made us tough.

    And $1.00 not only got you into the Kennywood Pool, it also kept you fed all day.

    Those were the days! Wish I had my 60″ plasma HDTV then to watch Bill Mazeroski defeat the Yankees in 1960!!

    Have fun, everyone…

    Cheers from New Hampshire,

    Alan Belancik

  3. Ken Denne says:

    Barry..Danny has a fform of leukemia (Waldenstrom) Not life threatening but needs constant attention. Jim lives in MD and has had major prostate problems.. Braz moved fro Friendship St. and lives in Bill Lemmer’s house near the football fieldBobby Long and I were the top “Release” players !!!

  4. Barry Long says:

    We just returned from our 60 th class DHS1953 reunion held at Westbrook(Duquesne golf club) on the 26 & 27 July. A group met at Jim’s for a hot-dog or two & some of us drove through the town. It was too early for anyone to mow Friendship St, the weeds coming up between the bricks weren’t high enough. Last reunion I got there right after someone had mowed & it smelled fresh & clean. Our DHS1953 class has had reunions every 5 years since graduating & some living nearby met yearly out in South Park. At least 3 classmates showed up for the 60th who had never come before & it was great to see them again. Drove slowly past Thomas St & all the homes are still neat, freshly painted & St Jo’s cemetery gate was wide open Jim. Hope that isn’t an omen for me. Some classmates weigh the same as they did in 53 but it sure has REARRANGED ITSELF. Dan Radakovich came & autographed his book “BAD RAD” about his life in pro football for us. If you like football, you will love this book by a man who played the game for Duquesne High with other luminaries Wayne Tarzan Gedman,Pinky Pincosky, John YUNNO Durik,Bob Garshak, Terry Troxler, Connie Micklo & 60 minute man John Ivaska & other greats. I’m going to bed early to “recover”from the reunion & finish reading my copy of “BAD RAD”a good read. But not before I have my “NIGHT-CAP”. Thank you classmates for the memories…

    • Diann Topley Torrey (Class of 71) says:

      Barry, you graduated the year I was born. It is wonderful to find someone else who grew up on Friendship St. My Grandparents, Roy and “Neenie” Topley, owned the duplex at 135 Friendship St. and I lived there from 1964 through 1971. Sadly, I could not wait to escape Duquesne and have not been back there since I went to college in August of 1971. Now that I live in the deserts of West TX in a tiny little town very similar to Duquesne I realize how wonderful life was growing up there (I totally agree about the nap).

      • Barry Long says:

        I remember Mary Jane Topley was about a year ahead of me in DHS & believe she married George Wilkinson???? Don’t think it lasted. Who were your folks? Frank Brazni & older brother Bill lived next to you on Friendship St. & for decades after.The”short-cut”to Wilmot St was on the walk between your houses & came out next to Margaret’s Store on Wilmot (or Wilmont?) Us kids traveled via SHORT-CUTS. The Smouse family shared your duplex.

      • Diann Topley Torrey (Class of 71) says:

        My father was Roy Topley; he graduated in 1948. My mother was Anna Mae Kilen; she graduated in 1949. They were married in 1952 and my father served in the Korean Conflict from 1952 through 1954. My Dad passed away in 1985 from lung cancer (probably from working in the steel mills). My mother never remarried and she died in 2010 at the age of 79. My Aunt Mary Jane did marry George Wilkinson and they had four children. Uncle George passed away last year and since then I have lost contact with Aunt Mary Jane. My parents marriage was a scandal back then because my father married a poor girl who parents emigrated from Russia in 1900. I have heard vague rumors over the years that Mary Jane and George also scandalized my Topley grandparents but I never found out the details. i was the oldest of five children (four girls and a boy) born within 9 years. I kinda remember the main reason I wanted to move away to college was so I would only have to share a room with one person! Amazingly all the grandchildren did extremely well in their lives. I married a pharmacist who graduated in 1975 and we got married Christmas 1975. I graduated in 1976 with a BS in Pharmacy and got my Doctorate in Pharmacy in 2001(was never able to have children). for 29 years I was a pioneer not only as a female pharmacist in a hospital…I worked in critical care. My sister Donna born in 1955 was married had two kids, then got divorced a few years later Currently Donna is a K-Mart District Manager in the Miami FL area. Jean was born in 1958, got pregnant twice and married once before it was found out that her husband was schizophrenic. Her second marriage was to a very kind sweet man who adored her and her kids. Unfortunately she was diagnosed with an aggressive form of breast cancer at the age of 27 and passed away in October 1990. My sister Jane got her BS In Family Science at Penn State and went on to get a master and a PhD in psychology. After all those degrees she finally married a man 9 years older than her and their two kids have both graduated college also. Finally my baby brother Roy joined the Air Force in 1980 staying with then as he accumulated degrees in electronic engineering. All four of my grandparents would have quite proud of all of us.

      • Jim says:

        You and your family have done Duquesne proud!!

      • Ken Denne says:

        Lived across the street from :Bubb;les and Mary Jane. Remember the Miklos family..lived next door to Barry;s relatives.. Dr.s Bernie and Mike..Frank was the dentist. Both Bernie and Mike have passed. Bubbles kept volumes of baseball cards and I remember looking throughthe garbage one day when Roy Sr. placed them all,in the garbage. I COULD HAVE BEEN A MILLIONAIRE IF I WOULD HAVE TAKEN THEM !!

      • Barry Long says:

        I remember your Dad Roy & your Mom pushing a baby in a stroller & we would stop tossing ball until they passed. That little varmit was you Diann!

    • Jack Schalk says:

      Hi Barry, I’m glad your reunion went well.
      It just goes to show how long I have been gone from the Friendship St area of Duquesne. I never remember grass between the bricks. The cars and kids took care of that.
      I would love to have shared two things with you on your trip, a hot dog from Jims and a night cap with my feet up and a book.

    • Ken Denne says:

      Reunion..Was Tuchak, Exline, Deak, Harrington, Madeya, Galinas, Wasko there /?????? I finished reading Rad;s book…..Outstanding memories!!!!

      • Barry Long says:

        Tuchak,Bob Deak (wearing the original freshman beanie & a original LETTERED sweater. Exline wasn’t there, but he is a minister. Bob Voros & Al Underwood showed up for the first time since 1953 and it was great to see them. Galinas was Capt;of a fishing boat out of Florida but he made the 50th reunion. Mud-eye Madeya is in New Mexico & has leg problems. John Harrington has made several reunions in the past but not this one. Yunno didn’t show, much to everyones disappointment. Hey,maybe next one we can organize”THE LAST GAME of RELEASE” to be played on Friendship Street. Jerome Summerly & Bob Harrington already played their last game. Time sure flies by. Will see you in the islands Kenne. Rad’s book is written like your sitting with a beer &”TALKING STORY”with him. Did you ever see the article in GEO magazine about Duquesne High School football? If you see Danny Janacek or Jimmy Drotar tell them HELLO!

    • Ken Denne says:

      Jimmy Drotar is on his way up from Florida this Friday..Oct. 25th. Dan and I and wives will have dinner with him. He’s not feeling well and feels his time is running out..

      • Barry Long says:

        Ken,we are all running out of time from the day we are born. Tell Jimmy Drotar & Danny that I said “Hello & hang in there”. I’ve a few things to do here in Kirkland then i’m off to Oahu till the 8th of June. Remember there’s always a 1/2 Gal of single malt Scotch at my place if you ever get over there. Jimmy lived across the street from us on W.Grant AVE; Danny’s Gramma lived next door to us, & he lived 2nd house over. WW2 was an exciting time for us kids. So was Rinky’s wedding. Danny’s Gramma’s nut & poppy-seed rolls were the “greatest”.

  5. Gail Simon says:

    Any one remember ken Simon – gratuated. 1960

  6. Gene (Geno) Sabolcik says:

    Another great blog, Jim. I was just talking with a good friend yesterday about how different life is today from “the good old days”…..we had a much simpler, and very enjoyable childhood growing up in Duquesne.

  7. Mary Petrozza Cortazzo says:

    Thanks Jim! I really enjoy reading your posts.. What great memories they bring back!

  8. Jane Fulmer Pocsatko says:

    I remember playing in the rain. On the street in front of our house. People didn’t have swimming pools then so when it rained,everyone ran home for their swimming suits.

  9. Mary Heaps Duquesne(still!) says:

    I LOVED EVERY MOMENT READING THIS. IT ALMOST MADE ME CRY LONGING FOR THOSE GOOD OL INNOCENT,YOUTHFUL DAYS! I REMEMBER ALL THOSE THINGS YOU MENTIONED AND A FEW MORE. FENDERS ON BIKES AND GETTING IN TROUBLE FOR LETTING SOMEONE SIT ON THAT FLAT KIND. A HERSEY BAR WAS 10CENT,HANGING LAUNDRY OUTSIDE,AN IRON-RITE OR MANGLE,AND MANY MANY MORE. THANKS FOR TAKING YOUR TIME TO GIVE US A GOOD ONE. DONT STOP,OK?

  10. diane mihuc baumann says:

    It would snow at night and in the morning have a black dots on it from the mills, your mother and grandmother sweeping the porch 2x a day to get the soot off. Going to wards 51 et and seeing the mountain glow like a volcano of mill waste where century mall is.

  11. Debbie Gavlik says:

    This is an especially wonderful post! Really brought back a lot of memories. Thank you…

  12. Joe Haver says:

    You did it again, what a trip down Memory Lane. Thank you very much

  13. Bob Chermonitz says:

    Party lines on our phones. Chocolate pop from the gas stations outside coolers. Japanese beetle traps. Jump ropes and hopscotch. Right field out when there weren’t enough players for a full team. Wearing your baseball glove on your belt or handlebars if you had a bike. Water balloon fights. Thunderstorms.

    • Larry McConnell says:

      Hi Bob
      Your additions to Jim’s wonderful blog were very welcome. Why can’t stores keep their coolers as cold as those old timers that set out in the weather? And chocolate pop sure isn’t the same! And I have yet to find pizza as good as Iera”s.

      • Bob Chermonitz says:

        Larry maybe you’re right! But maybe, in the rear is mirror, life will always look sweeter back in our youth. Mine always does. But then as my Dad always said “When I was your age……” and so it goes. Hope you’re well. Bob

  14. Kathy Dobransky Hudak says:

    Well I graduated in ’69 from North, and remember a lot of doing that too, especially listening to TL, and still do. When he got back east from Az, and announced about getting on the internet for his music, we were all thrilled. He created a chat room and got a lot of us together from afar,into that chat room, and are friends now on FB. TL would come into the chat room when he was playing the music, and chat with us. GREAT TIMES. Prayers for him and his family, hoping the CA has been caught in time!! Thanks, as always for the FANTASTIC memories.

  15. Dave Forgash DHS '62 says:

    Growing up in Duquesne, I experienced and remember many of the people, places and things that you have mentioned.

    Dave Forgash DHS ’62
    Bradenton FL

    • John aka Jack Berta says:

      Hey Dave
      Great class reunion last year. It was good to see you there. This past Monday my wife and I were driving around our old neighborhoods reminiscing about the good old days Jim talked about. As we traveled from Homestead to Duquesne on 837 we passed by your dad’s old garage. I remember my dad got his gas (Amoco I believe), car inspection, and repairs there.

      • Dave Forgash DHS '62 says:

        Reunion was fun and memorable, enjoyed having dinner with you .
        Yes my DAD owned that Amoco station and did inspections and had a reputation as great mechanic. DAD was so successful, he paid the “Station” off in two years. Lots of young guys who worked at Kennywood “loafed” at the “station” back when there were ride and refreshment tickets. I used to go to the park with handfuls of tickets and had great times.(Don’t ask, Don’t tell) and for some unknown reason I always won a prize playing the games. In fact for a while my DAD worked on rides at the park in the winter and I tagged along at about 5-6 years old and rode the train many of the Kiddyland rides by myself. Johnny Mactie was an executive a the park and made the arrangements.
        Unfortunately the Horseshoe, Kenmore, and Max’s Bar were within walking distance of the Amoco Station which lead to my DAD becoming a regular customer and the Amoco Station was sold.
        But while it lasted, the “station” was a fun place for a kid growing up.
        Just like like you and I growing up in Duquesne, while it lasted it was a great time and you and I along with many others have some great memories.

    • Bob Chermonitz says:

      Hi Dave, I believe I remember you. Weren’t you a quarterback on the DHS team? I am Doc Green’s (the trainer’s) grandson and traveled with the team as a young boy. For some reason I remember being on the bus and leaving the stadium without you. At the last minute you showed up just in time and got on the bus. I have no reason why I recall this. Bob class of ’69.

      • Dave Forgash DHS '62 says:

        You got the right Dave Forgash. Doc Green was a very dedicated individual like many of the steel workers coaches of that era, they taught me a lot. I had a case of bronchitis or pneumonia and “Greeny” fixed a liquid concoction that helped me through a tough season. Doc Green and I never told Doc Botkin the team doctor what we did, and I thnik the codeine helped me play though a lot of pain. Back then in 1962, North had opened and being short of QB’s, I played for the JV’s on Monday and Varsity on Friday.
        The Bus story from the Stadium is a good one, the Friday game at Har Brack was cancelled due to lightening and rescheduled for Saturday. I worked on a Beverly Farms
        Milk truck every Saturday all through Duquesne and McKeesport. So Doc Kowallis and George Chatlos called my mother Friday night and begged her NOT to let me work all day Saturday. She said resoundingly NO as we needed the $5.00 and case of milk for the week for me and my two brothers, Dennis and Walt. So you are right, the bus was running and here comes the milk truck into the Duquesne stadium , I jumped off the milk truck onto the Duquesne Transit Bus in street clothes and we headed to Har-Brack where we lost 20-6.

    • Michael Bashista says:

      It was a great reunion although there were a lot more I wish had been there. Maybe someday we’ll get more of us together again. Dave thanks for linking me back up with our mutual cousin, Connie. I finally did hear back from her and hopefully we can remain in contact. Maybe we’ll get down your way one of these days and we can get together again. Invite is always open if you get up Atlanta way! It really was hard seeing how Duquesne looks today in comparison to the one from our memories. Take care old friend/relative [ha ha] til we meet again.

    • Bob Chermonitz says:

      Dave that is a true all-American story!! I can still picture you jumping off of that milk truck. Somehow, to an 11 year old boy, you were a sports hero. Guess I kinda wanted to be like you. But, although I became the JV quarterback in ’66, I never made varsity starter as you did. I hope you’re well. I’ll always remember you as that teenage QB jumping out of that milk truck. Take care. Bob, class of ’69.

    • Just wanted to say hi ! Don’t know if you remember me since it has been many years. Hope you are doing well!!

      • Dave Forgash says:

        Sarajane.
        Sorry, I just think I put 2&2 together.
        Is Field your married name? Want to make sure
        I have the right person. I only remember one
        Sarajane from McKeesport.
        In any case I am retired in Bradenton FL.
        Dave

  16. Lou A. says:

    Well, Jim, since you mentioned my name and you asked 78 questions…..
    yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,
    yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,
    yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,
    yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,
    yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,
    yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,
    yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,
    yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, AND yes….
    And I’ll add another – When my girls were still little and in that ‘Let’s just keep repeating the question to drive Dad crazy” stage, I once told them they sounded like they had been vaccinated with a phonograph needle. One asked, What’s vaccinated?’ and the other of course, “What’s a phonograph needle?”

  17. Dave Bonga says:

    22 cents in a small brown Menzie Dairy envelope as your “milk money” for the week.

  18. Diann Topley Torrey (Class of 71) says:

    You do a marvelous job of bringing back the sights, sounds, and smells of our youth. What memories!

  19. YOu summed this up very well I can truely say even at my age (54) these were things in my childhood. I would like to add bobby socks and saddle shoes

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